The slender fingertips fell on Ye Kui's soft hair and gently rubbed it.
The lights in the ward reflected, and spread out layer by layer on his hard and strong shoulders, swaying in a swaying posture.
He pondered for a moment.
The pair of narrow and deep ice eyes drooped low, and the sword-like eyebrows were slightly tightened.
Dugu Xiang knew that people like Zhuo Xinren could not easily fool them.
His sexy thin lips were pursed tightly, and he was filled with a cold air like a thousand-year-old ice blade. His thin lips opened lightly and said in a deep voice: "In the past few days, a major joint exercise will be conducted in the military region. I will be in the past three days
During the time, supervision will be carried out in the military region.”
Ye Kui blinked.
She raised her face, and her delicate face looked quiet.
She was secretly shocked.
She knew that Dugu Xiang told him about his situation in order to win Zhuo Xinren's trust and get the antidote.
However, doing so undoubtedly told the other party about his whereabouts.
The more clearly Zhuo Xinren controls Dugu Xiang's every move, the more Dugu Xiang will be in a very unfavorable position.
My heart suddenly became tighter.
She knew very well why Dugu Xiang did this.
He cares about her...
Thinking of the scene she saw when she woke up in a coma.
The evil-like handsome face half hidden in the darkness, and the deep and distinct facial features seemed to have been carefully carved. In the narrow and deep ice eyes, the cold and arrogant atmosphere of the past was restrained, affectionately, suppressing
The rich emotions spread deep into his eyes.
It's like an ever-invincible poppy blooming in the dark night, stained with the charming aura of soul-devouring, depraved and fascinated...
Slowly.
Ye Kui's clear eyes were stained with a trace of mist.
The stone that was originally pressing on her heart suddenly became a little lighter.
Her annoyed mood slowly disappeared.
Ye Kui stretched out her hand, wrapped her waist, and gently leaned her cheek against him.
The soft lights sprinkled on her fair and delicate face, dizzying, making the faint smile bent on the corner of her mouth softer, with a bit of indifferent aura, becoming more and more scorching.
She lowered her eyes, and her long rows of eyelashes fell to her eyes, covering her originally pure and innocent black eyes, making people unable to see through her emotions at this moment, and she was calm and calm.
She spoke, and her soft voice rang in the quiet room, revealing a bit of laziness, "My husband, there is always a smell of potion in the hospital. These days, it has been raining again, this
The smell of the potion is even stronger. Can you hold me? Instead of smelling the strange smell in the room, it is better to smell the cologne perfume on you."
actually.
In this ward, the smell of the potion has become much lighter than that of other rooms.
Here, every once in a while, someone comes in to clean up.
But now she really wants to lie quietly in his arms.
These days, doctors who are responsible for her condition come in every day to conduct various examinations on her body, but the results seem to be not optimistic.
She knows it.
The toxicity in her body has not been developed to control it.
Thinking of every pain caused by poison, she always felt lingering fear in her heart, but she never revealed it.
Before, I've been hiding it.
It seemed as if she was lonely and helpless.
Now, at least, she could lean in his arms and feel the unique coldness and warmth on him.