Chapter 33: The Passion of the Past

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Zhou Muchen lives next door to Nanchen.

His injuries are not light, but they are not fatal, although the dagger was inserted into the heart, it did not hurt the heart, the serious thing was excessive blood loss, and Zhou Muchen himself knew better than anyone else, at the moment when Tianai screamed, Nan Chen's hand shifted an angle, so he was not fatal.

Zhou Muchen was in a coma for a day and a night.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his vision blurred to see a man sitting on the edge of the bed.

He blinked weakly to clear his gaze, but he showed a look of surprise, because it was Nan Chen who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

How many years have been.

When I was sick, I could see her at the first time I opened it.

Nan Chen has been sitting on the edge of the bed for several hours, waiting for Zhou Muchen to wake up, and has been thinking about many past events. He was very sick that year, she took care of him by his bedside all night, but in fact she didn't take care of people, fed him water but wet his clothes, helped him change clothes but couldn't wear them well, cooked him porridge for the first time in his life, but it was half-cooked and difficult to swallow, and even took medicine to choke him, but when he woke up from his slumber, he was very happy, and pulled her into his arms, turned over and pressed on the bed, all kinds of love.

The corners of Nan Chen's mouth smiled unconsciously.

The corners of Zhou Muchen's mouth were also floating slightly.

"Why are you here?" he asked softly.

"......" Nan Chen did not respond, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth did not change in the slightest.

Zhou Muchen thought about her abnormal behavior when she killed him, and thought about her headache after that, and asked tentatively: "Do you want to ask about Tianai?"

"......" Nanchen still did not react.

Zhou Muchen stared at her face and suddenly said frankly: "Tianai is your child." ”

"......" Nanchen still didn't have any reaction.

Zhou Muchen looked carefully and again, but she couldn't see any flaws, she really couldn't hear it. Could it be that Tianai's cry and her movements were just coincidences? She was still reluctant to attack him at the most critical moment? Zhou Muchen began to be confused, but Nan Yan really didn't hear it, her current state is sometimes good and sometimes bad, and there are very few good times.

Zhou Muchen looked at her leisurely for a while, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, and her lips, the pink and soft lips He had kissed and sucked countless times, and he had received countless responses, but he had been secretly kissing her for the past seven years, so boring, I wanted to get her enthusiastic response again, and I wanted to ask her harder again.

Sudden excitement.

Zhou Muchen's body moved involuntarily, grabbed Nan Chen, and pulled her whole person to the hospital bed.

Nan Chen didn't have time to react and was already suppressed.

She hurriedly pushed with her hand, just touched Zhou Muchen's wound, and felt the cracked blood, she retracted her strength and didn't dare to struggle anymore.

Zhou Muchen took the opportunity to gain an inch.

Nan Chen let him go until he was willing to let go of her lips.

"Your wound is open. "Her breathing from being kissed was a little disturbed.

"The person who wants to kill me actually cares about me?" Zhou Muchen was in a happy mood.

Nan Chen is very glad that he can't see or hear at the moment, because then he doesn't have to see his smug face, listen to his forgetful voice, and still say his own words calmly: "I came to you just to ask you one thing, Tianai and Tianxin, are they my children?"

"I've just answered. "Zhou Muchen did it on purpose.

Nan heard some voices faintly, but didn't show them.

"Oh. Zhou Muchen said again: "I forgot that you can't hear it." ”

He pressed against her body and stretched out a hand, not writing in the palm of her hand like others, but deliberately sliding provocatively across her chest......

[Yes].