The undisturbed ward was warm even with the smell of disinfectant. Duan Zhaoan turned off the bright lights and turned on only two floor lamps. This was not like a domestic ward. In addition to the uniform incandescent lamps, there were two
A warm floor lamp.
After taking down the brown curtains and closing the door curtain, no one from the outside could see inside anymore. Ruoda's ward became a separate world for him and her.
He was standing, looking at Gu Chen who was lying on the bed in good spirits, bent down and said slowly: "I have to admit that I can't see any man kissing you, not even...a polite kiss.
"
As early as after the competition at West Point Military Academy, when Bruce, the owner of the super8mtcarmelil motel, wanted to give Gu Chen a courtesy hug, he directly pulled Gu Chen away. From this point, it can be seen that Duan Zhaoan really did not like his girl being raped by other people.
Men hugging.
Gu Chen bent her eyes, and her slender eyes were filled with warm lights, which seemed to soften the coldness deep in her eyes. She smiled and said: "Very good, I don't like myself either."
A man was hugged or kissed by another woman. Just now, I couldn't stop it. I'm sorry, but I will pay attention next time."
Her words made Duan Zhao'an laugh. He stared at her with deep, dark eyes and his voice was low and sexy: "It seems that we are a perfect match, and I don't like it either."
Love is selfish, love is possessive, and Duan Zhaoan's love is absolute possessive. He will be loyal to love, loyal to his woman, and absolutely loyal from body to heart.
His thin lips kissed her forehead softly. From the corner of his eye, he saw the blood streaks leaking from the gauze. A sharp look flashed in his eyes, "Don't talk any more. The wound is still healing. Talk too much."
Impact recovery.”
"It's okay, as long as you don't speak loudly." Gu Chen could feel his gentleness and enjoyed his gentleness. He closed his eyes, and his long and curled eyelashes cast a thin shadow under his eyes, "
Please close your eyes for a while, I can see how tired you are."
The body was very tired, but there was not much sleepiness. Duan Zhaoan sat back in the chair, and held her hand tightly. His deep voice was the best music at night, and he said softly: "You're not tired, you can wake up.
No matter how tired you are, it disappears."
His emotions were rarely exposed, and there were only two people in the world at this time. She saw that this cold man had a hot heart under his appearance.
"Go to sleep, I want to take a nap too. If you don't sleep, I'll be quite tired too." Gu Chen shook his hand back and saw the blue shadows under his eyes and face, as well as a hint of tiredness, and understood in his heart
The man didn't want to sleep because she was still taking care of him.
"My head is a little dizzy, I want to squint for a while."
She closed her eyes, and Duan Zhaoan looked at her deeply until he felt her breathing long and then he rubbed his forehead. Tiredness was already welling up. He was indeed a little tired after not sleeping for nearly 72 hours.
Listening to his breathing gradually getting longer, Gu Chen opened her eyes. She was not sleepy at all, and the sharp pain from the wound on her head kept her brain clear.
I'm really sad. I've slept for several days and nights, and now I just stare until dawn.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping man. Although the warm light softened the lines of his stern face, it did not soften the innate harshness between his eyebrows. Even in his deep sleep, his slender eyebrows contained a dignity that could not be easily climbed up.
And his pursed thin lips told others that he was a man who was difficult to get close to.
