Dugu Xiang and Ye Kui had a secret marriage. Except for each other's parents and the chief of staff around Dugu Xiang, no one else knew about it. Therefore, the man thought that Ye Kui was just Dugu Xiang's woman.
Apart from those soldiers, this was the first time he saw a woman appear beside Dugu Xiang.
"Think of a way to draw some blood for testing." Dugu leaned on the sofa and said, "Give me the results in a day."
The smile on the man's face deepened a bit. He stood up and stretched out his hands to straighten his clothes.
He nodded, smiled and said: "One day is enough. I added some calming ingredients to the painkiller just now. I guess she has fallen asleep now. As for the result, if it is early, I will
Will give you results."
"Um."
Dugu rolled it down his throat and responded coldly.
The man shrugged, as if he was accustomed to Dugu's cold and aloof temperament.
He stood up and walked upstairs.
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In the quiet living room.
Bright lights reflected on the smooth floor.
On the fluffy carpet and in the ashtray of the glass coffee table, a few extinguished cigarette butts were scattered messily.
The man leaned lazily on the sofa with his hands behind his back.
He leaned his head on the sofa and raised his face slightly.
A pair of narrow, deep icy eyes were closed, hiding the emotions in their eyes. Under the strong bridge of the nose, lips as thin as a blade were pressed tightly, filled with a cold chill.
Above his head, the swaying crystal lamp cast a bright light, which fell on the man, and a light halo shrouded his cold, charming and evil-looking face.
Dark and gloomy.
The man was like a cheetah lying silently in the deep forest. Every graceful breath he took was hiding the bloodthirsty breath beneath his breath.
I don't know how long it took.
Until a man came downstairs, carrying a medicine box, and walked to the living room.
He looked at Dugu Xiang on the sofa and said, "Master, Miss Ye has gone to bed. I will go back first. I will inform you tomorrow when the results come out."
"Yeah." Dugu Xiang nodded.
He stood up, took steps, and walked upstairs slowly.
squeak--
The door was pushed open.
Dugu Xiang, who was wearing a nightgown, cast his eyes on the big snow-white bed.
Under the black and white quilt, the woman was lying quietly, her messy hair scattered under her body, her delicate and white face showing a slight paleness, sweat beads seeping out of her skin, and the hair on her forehead was wet.
The silk was pressed tightly against his forehead, a pair of carefully outlined eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his hands subconsciously fell on his abdomen, and his breathing was slow and gentle, even with a hint of painful breathing.
The pupils tightened slightly.
Dugu Xiang walked into the bathroom and came out with a basin filled with hot water in his hand.
He walked steadily and slowly approached the bedside.
Sit down along the head of the bed.
The crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the room has been turned off, leaving only the two wall lamps on the wall. The weak light shines in the room, and the entire huge room is suddenly shrouded in a halo of half-light and half-darkness.
Dugu Xiang sat on the bedside, leaning sideways, holding a warm towel and gently wiping the cold sweat on Ye Kui's forehead.
A complex emotion flashed across his eyes.
Ye Kui, who was sleeping, felt the warmth on her face, her slightly frowning brows slowly relaxed, and her tightly pursed lips could not help but let out a comfortable whisper.