He chuckled, his voice infinitely charming, "Waiting for you to bite. I like you to bite me. Didn't you bite me just now? It just wasn't hard enough and the meat didn't fall off."
"Pervert." She gave him a look, then tore off a small piece of rag from her sleeve robe and covered his wound, "Lie down well, don't move around this time. I almost died, but I just woke up."
Doing it so hard...do you know it's life-threatening?"
"No," he lay on his side and stretched out his iron arms to hold her in his arms, "I can't bear to die, and I can't bear to leave you. Since I haven't died, I won't die."
"Yes, you won't die. The most you can do is tear the wound and die from pain like now."
"Isn't it okay?" He stroked her smooth back with pity, "If I touch you, I will be willing to die..."
She pointed her finger at his lips, "Don't talk nonsense. Don't talk about death. Damn it." She stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the skin around the wound on his back with a very gentle movement.
Feeling her tenderness, he kissed her forehead lovingly, "Jingyun, my wound doesn't hurt. Really." He didn't care at all about the pain on his body, his heart had long been filled to the brim with her.
Yes.
She was silent. It didn't hurt. He was just used to it.
Thinking about his life, he was on the verge of death countless times, raising his hand to caress his incomplete left eye socket without an eyeball, the left eyeball that was gouged out by his mother-in-law...
The fingertips rubbed the scars on his left cheek again.
He has suffered too much.
He was the only one who could survive such adversity.
With perseverance and perseverance, he can do things that no one else in the world can do and become the emperor above all others.
In the world, no one can beat Jun Mo Shang, no one.
She didn't care how much power he had in his hands. Men like him were indeed so attractive in a certain way that they were both feared and admired.
She raised her head in his arms and found that he fell asleep so quickly.
He insisted on doing strenuous exercise when it was not appropriate, and she fell in love with him so much that she finally thought he was dead and found him again, but she couldn't push him away.
Just like what he said. She knew that he could wake up. With his perseverance, he would never leave her again or die because of the wound opening.
He had consumed so much energy just after waking up, and she could see a hint of fatigue between his brows.
Listen to his steady breathing.
She felt that the happiest thing in the world was to lie in Jun Mo Shang's arms.
In a warm embrace.
The once cold embrace became warm only because of her.
An ominous premonition suddenly arose in my heart. I always felt that although there were no symptoms of the poison hidden in Jun Mo Shang's body, it didn't mean that he was fine.
To be precise, she has been worried these past few days.
When he was in a coma, she was afraid that he would never wake up again.
After he woke up, she was afraid that the poison hidden in his body would break out.
It's a pity that when the poison has not yet taken effect, she can't see the symptoms for a while. If the poison takes effect, she will definitely know it.
Feeling uneasy inside.
She didn't know what else was waiting for her in the future. She only knew that no matter what happened, she didn't want to lose him.
That uneasiness made her feel fearful in her heart.
She had just promised him to do such dangerous 'violent' exercise. As a doctor, she certainly knew that even if he did not 'touch' her body for a while, she would not really die.
