"Lan Xingchen, do you really don't want a thin blanket?" Gong Yurui's bright eyes stared at Lan Xingchen who had his pajamas open, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
The woman in front of me has a pretty figure.
Sensing a pair of scorching eyes staring at him, Lan Xingchen seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly pulled the blanket in Gong Yurui's hand and tightly wrapped it around his open breast. He glared at Gong Yurui with a blush on his face.
, "Gong Yurui, did you do this on purpose?"
The two of them were lying on the bed disheveled and were seen by so many bodyguards. Does she want to see anyone tomorrow?
Thinking of this, Lan Xingchen wished he could dig a hole in the ground and bury himself just now!
It’s just so strange, why did Gong Yurui come back tonight like he was a thief and running for his life?
Lan Xingchen pulled up her pajamas that were hanging back to her waist, and couldn't help but curiously asked Gong Yurui, who was changing pajamas on the bed, "Why did Sean bring so many people into our bedroom? Did something happen?"
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Her intuition told her that Sean's purpose just now was to capture Gong Yurui.
Even if we don't know what Gong Yurui has committed, the dignified second young master of the Gong family will sometimes be chased.
"Lan Xingchen, it's best not to ask about things you shouldn't ask." Gong Yurui didn't answer. He took out the medicine box from under the bed and sat cross-legged on the ground to apply medicine to his arm that was scratched by the bullet.
Lan Xingchen was a little disappointed. She just didn't want to be dragged out by Gong Yurui as a backing, and she almost sacrificed her appearance. Although, she was well protected by him, but there was a man who was willing to let his wife spend so much time
Being disheveled in front of others?
Tear~~~
As soon as the disinfectant touched the wound, Gong Yurui couldn't help but groan in pain.
The dazed Lan Xingchen came out of her daze, and she could smell the smell of blood in the air.
"Are you injured?" Lan Xingchen groped his way down from the bed.
"It's just a small injury, nothing to worry about." Gong Yuruien said, trying to tie the wound with a bandage, but found that he couldn't reach it with one hand when wrapping the bandage.
"I'll help you." At some point, Lan Xingchen had already groped over to Gong Yurui and squatted down next to him. He felt Gong Yurui shaking the bandage a little irritably, and Lan Xingchen groped along his arm to fix it for him.
The bandage, unexpectedly, Lan Xingchen's clumsy hand touched Gong Yurui's wound, and Gong Yurui groaned in pain again.
Lan Xingchen was startled and retracted his hand reflexively, his face turning pale in an instant.
She only wanted to help, but instead she became more and more helpful.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Lan Xingchen lowered his head slightly, apologizing.
"I know you didn't mean it." Gong Yurui irritably threw the bandage away. It couldn't tie the wound, so he simply stopped tying it. This injury would not kill him anyway.
However, just as Gong Yurui threw away the bandage, Lan Xingchen quickly reached out and picked it up again, "If the wound is not bandaged, it will be easily infected, so it's better to bandage it."
Lan Xingchen calmly handed the bandage in his hand to Gong Yurui.
Looking at the bandage in Lan Xingchen's hand, Gong Yurui's irritation dropped slightly, and soft ripples appeared in his heart. So Gong Yurui picked up the bandage again and wrapped it around the wound, and asked Lan Xingchen to fix it according to his instructions.
Then he wrapped the wound around himself, and finally asked Lan Xingchen to tie the knot.
Looking at Lan Xingchen's delicate face, Gong Yurui suddenly raised Lan Xingchen's chin and asked, "Lan Xingchen, don't you hate me?"
Gong Yurui's narrowed eyes seemed to want to see through her whole body.