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She looked at Xiao Mohan, lowered her voice and said, "Can I uncover it?"

"Good. Xiao Mohan responded in a deep voice, knowing clearly what she was going to do.

Gu Chuyan stretched out her hand and uncovered the gauze on Xiao Yichu's forehead, and saw her fair forehead, how could there be a wound?

"Hmm. Xiao Yichu was obsessed with the smell of her body and slept heavily in her arms.

Xiao Mohan and Gu Chuyan looked at each other, she was excited, and said, "Mo Han, is this considered genetic?"

"Hmm. Xiao Mohan responded, picked up Xiao Yichu, and put him on the bed.

He stretched out his hand, pulled Gu Chuyan into his arms, hugged her shoulders tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'd rather be you." ”

I'd rather be you, the one who can heal itself even if healed, I'd rather be you.

"I'm a little hurt, it's fine. Gu Chuyan said softly.

But she was lying, every time she spoke, she felt that she was pulling a nerve, and the wound was deep, but she had been enduring it, but Xiao Mohan also knew it.

"Chuchu. Xiao Mohan lowered his head and kissed her hair.

The man's voice was mixed with too many distressed emotions, so she lay on top of her and said, "Be good, sleep will." ”

"Don't, Mo Han! I'm still ......"

"Chuchu. Xiao Mohan's voice, affectionate, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said, "You sleep on me, I... Practical. ”

"Poof. When Gu Chuyan heard this, she laughed.

She put her arms around his neck, lying in his arms, smelling the unique smell of manliness, sleeping very soundly, before going to bed, she whispered: "Mo Han, you are so fragrant." ”

"......" Xiao Mohan's **** was ignited by her words.

The man was lying on the bed, his dark eyes silent, staring at the ceiling.

"Gu Chuyan, you won. He sighed, pressing the heat of his body.

Late at night, Gu House.

Quiet Gu house, brightly lit.

"Bang" The door was pushed open forcefully, and Gu Chengdong's tall figure appeared, but his expression was extremely gloomy, he covered his arms and walked inside.

"Shhh In the hall of Gu's house, Ah Fu sat there, tending to his wounds.

Hearing the footsteps, Ah Fu grabbed the gun, got up and faced him, and found that it was Gu Chengdong, he was stunned for a few seconds, respectfully stepped forward, and shouted: "Young master." ”

Gu Chengdong was silent, walked past him and sat down on the sofa.

"Plans to stop. Gu Chengdong lowered his eyes, stared at the documents on the coffee table with dark eyes, took the lighter and lit it, and burned all the materials.

Papers were burned, and smoke filled the hall.

"Young Master, why?" Ah Fu listened, he covered his abdomen and put the gun on the coffee table, although his attitude was respectful, but he was unwilling.

Gu Chengdong threw the lighter there, got up and reached out to take off Ah Fu's clothes.

The eyelid was a bleeding wound, and the bullet went into his abdomen, and before it could be pulled out, blood dripped down his abdomen, staining the carpet red.

"Sit down. Gu Chengdong said in a deep voice, came with tools, and treated Ah Fu's wounds.

He paused, looked at the bullet, and whispered: "Xiao Jiajun's marksmanship is 100 percent, if Xiao Ran really wants to kill you, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape." ”

Ah Fu's old face was pale and bloodless, he leaned there, and asked bitterly: "Young Master, what do you ......mean?"

"Xiao Mohan....he already knew?" Ah Fu couldn't believe it, this plan was very thorough, and no one could see it.

Gu Chengdong laughed at himself, and he said in a deep voice: "Maybe it's more than ......."

vaguely felt that Gu Chuyan's eyes seemed to ..... Gu Chengdong shook his head, hoping that he was thinking too much.