"tick"

"tick"

"tick"

Drops of blood followed Shen Mugui's hand and hit the floor, making a crisp sound.

For no reason, Wen Chu felt her heart hurt suddenly. She frowned and carefully took the knife out of his hand, for fear of hurting him.

Wen Chu helped him sit on the bed, then searched the room for a long time, but couldn't find gauze, so he had to wipe the blood on his hand with paper, and then said to him: "Can I take you to the hospital? "

Shen Mugui was particularly well-behaved at this time. His hair was a little long, covering his eyes, and a few hairs were slightly raised. He pursed his lips and raised his head, his eyes a little wet.

"You won't want me..."

Wen Chu was stunned for a moment, then looked into his eyes and said seriously: "No."

Hearing this, Shen Mugui showed a smile, and the pointed little tiger teeth made him look particularly small: "Okay! I'll go with you!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wen Chu stood up, she was pulled down and she sank into the soft bed. The next second, the man was on top of her.

The pleasant smell of licorice, with a hint of blood, penetrated into Wen Chu's nose. She was stunned for a moment, and then she realized: "Shen Mugui! Your hands!"

Shen Mugui just pretended not to hear, and just looked at her, as if he was trying to determine whether this person really existed. After a while, he bent down, buried his head in Wen Chu's neck, and rubbed it.

There was an itch on her neck, and Wen Chu opened her head to recognize it. The next second, she heard the man's choking voice.

"Wen Xiaochu"

he said

"I really miss you..."

Wen Chu was stunned. This was the third time Shen Mugui said this to her. She didn't understand that there was not much time between them, but every time Shen Mugui said this to her, it seemed like they were separated by time. It's been the same for a long, long time.

The man's hot breath hit her neck. Inexplicably, Wen Chu felt as if her heart had collapsed, and tears appeared in her eyes for no apparent reason. She didn't even expect it.

"Wen Xiaochu..." Shen Mugui's voice contained deep nostalgia, ringing in her ears as if traveling through time and space.

The smell of blood gradually becomes stronger, mixed with the fresh licorice, forming a strange and mysterious harmony.

Wen Chu reacted suddenly: "Shen Mugui, your hands are bleeding!"

Shen Mugui didn't speak, as if he couldn't feel the pain, his heart and eyes were full of Wen Chu.

Wen Chu didn't dare to move, so he had to coax him: "Shen Mugui, you promised to listen to me."

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the man on her body was startled for a moment, then he stood up and looked at her: "Yeah!"

"Then get up."

Shen Mugui hesitated for a moment, then slowly got up from her, sat on the bed, and looked at her with an obedient expression.

Seeing Shen Mugui like this, Wen Chu had a strange thought.

Such a good Shen Mugui should be able to sell for a lot of money!

The person sitting on the bed raised his head, stretched out his hand towards her, and looked at Wen Chu eagerly. The meaning was very obvious: he wanted to hold hands before leaving.

A smile flashed in Wen Chu's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to hold his, and finally walked out of the room.

It was rare to see Shen Mugui like this. Wen Chu held his hand with one hand and took out his mobile phone with the other and started recording the video.

"Shen Mugui?"

"Um!"

"Shen Mugui?"

"Um!"

"who I am?"

"Wen Xiaochu!"

"Will you come with me?"

"good!"

"Let's go, I'll sell you!"
Chapter completed!