Burton Lime closed the newspaper, revealing a handsome face that was not inferior to that of a god. He looked at the other person quietly with clean and transparent blue eyes. He was a little confused...whether this man was demonstrating to himself.
But it seemed like he was just saying one thing, not demonstrating.
His eyebrows furrowed without trace, and he said: "Now that Gu is still recuperating, you... as a man, there are other ways to solve your physiological needs. For example..." He shrugged his shoulders and spoke in a cold tone.
He said a lot, "I guess you haven't used your own hands."
The door to the ward was not closed. After hearing this, Gu Chen inside laughed out loud without losing face.
Mentally, I finally feel balanced.
He also said that she was dissatisfied with her desires, but he himself was different? Could it be that whether a man needs her or not, he has to be a man to be able to tell.
She really didn't see Duan Zhaoan's need in this regard.
Thinking about it, Gu Chen, who had just regained his balance in his heart, turned stiff. He didn't need it, but she did..., wasn't he really right?
Gu Chen, who was full of colorful inner activities, did not see that his smile caused a crack to appear on the face of Duan Zhaoan, who had a cold expression. He looked at the foreign man who put down the newspaper with faint anger in his eyes, and said calmly: "I think,
You misunderstood. The movement I mentioned was not the physiological needs in your mouth, but other movements."
Instead of looking at Burton Lem's stunned expression after the misunderstanding, Duan Zhaoan turned around, holding the doorknob, and the veins stretching on his forehead finally twitched... Could it be that it was written on his face that he needed to address his physiological needs?
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"...I'm sorry, because your expression made me misunderstand."
Burton Lemme's apology only added fuel to the fire, causing Duan Zhaoan's face to turn blue instantly. He said "It doesn't matter" and retained the last of his graceful demeanor to close the door and settle the score with Gu Chen.
The closed outer door of the ward opened, and several Indian officers in military uniforms walked in, one of whom had the rank of colonel.
Duan Zhaoan gestured to Gu Chen that he was about to fall asleep, opened the door again and pretended to have just come out. The colonel seemed startled when he saw him, and reacted quickly: "Hello, sir. Are you feeling better?
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His concealed expression made Duan Zhaoan frown, and he glanced at the only person who had been shot in the hospital bed without any trace, and found that the other person was also looking at him. Duan Zhaoan felt unreasonable, and his thin lips curved a little,
He showed a distant yet graceful smile: "Thank you for your concern, everything is fine with us."
"That's good. My superiors are very concerned about your health and have specially arranged for the best hospital. I just hope that the three of you can recover as soon as possible." The colonel smiled sincerely and saw Burton Lai, who was also awake.
Hmm, I pretended to glance at the IV bottle casually, then I started to speak in an official tone, and I left with the people ten minutes later.
Burton Lem's expression was a little gloomy, he folded the newspaper and put it on the bedside table, "They don't want to arrange for us to enter the military hospital."
"There are still two members of King Cobra who have not been caught." Duan Zhaoan walked over and raised his hand to pick up the glass IV bottle that the colonel's eyes had intentionally glanced at.
"What are you looking at?"
"It's less than a third of the dose." Duan Zhaoan shook the IV bottle gently, but couldn't see any difference. After thinking for a while, he lowered his head and said, "Do you feel sleepy?"
