Shen Qianshu slept very unsteadily, in a daze, as if she had a dream, someone held her hand, that familiar feeling made her heart palpitate, heartbeat, and feel extraordinarily peaceful. Just like Yeling never left, right next to her, the pain in her chest seemed to have eased a little, she and Gu Yuanli struggled, the muzzle of the gun missed the head, and hit the chest, fortunately, she had a big life and picked up a life, she just wanted to end all grievances with Gu Yuanli, but she didn't expect to lose her life, she still had children's paintings to take care of, but she didn't plan to pay for Gu Yuanli, a family of three.

"Sir......" she muttered to herself, her eyebrows tightened, after anesthesia, the wound was very painful, Shen Qianshu saw a familiar figure sitting on the edge of her bed, he gently stroked her wound, amber eyes were painful, thin anger, Shen Qianshu was instantly aggrieved, the tip of his nose was sour, and he couldn't help holding his hand coquettishly, "Sir, I hurt, you hug me." ”

Yeling's eyes were full of anger, it seemed that he had exhausted his strength before he broke out, looking at her deeply, Shen Qianshu's tears couldn't help but fall, and he was extremely aggrieved, "You refuse to hug me, do you hate me?"

Yeling sighed, as if he had compromised, he lowered his body and hugged her, Shen Qianshu raised his hand and felt pain, there was an illusion in the trance, was it in a dream? Why did her wounds hurt so real in a dream?

She hugged his neck, using all her strength, and her heart was full of sadness, Mr. was in a dream, so warm.

"It hurts. ”

Yeling took a deep breath, "That's." ”

Shen Qianshu smiled, and the words he said were sour, "It's worth it, you are finally willing to come to my dream." ”

After his death, he refused to sleep.

The old man used to say that if a man dies without turning his eyes, he will have a grudge and refuse to sleep.

Afraid that the living people would be haunted by resentful spirits and their life expectancy would decrease, she had never dreamed of Yeling.

One more thing was confirmed, he didn't blink a blind eye.

Yes, the little princess who is in her heart and mind doesn't have it, so how can she be blind.

"Sir, my wound hurts, can you kiss me?"

In the dark, Yeling's gaze was very deep, he looked at Shen Qianshu deeply, her tearful appeal was impossible to refuse, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, and suddenly increased his strength, just like the intensity and affection in his memory, and gave her the French kiss she had taught, and gave her the teacher, Shen Qianshu had a tear in the corner of her eyes, this dream was too real, so real that she had the illusion that she also had schizophrenia.

At the end of a strong French kiss, Yeling pressed slightly against her forehead, breathing rapidly, and trying to restrain herself.

"I warn you, don't do anything stupid. ”

His voice was very cold, not at all lingering after a deep kiss, this is a man who eats chocolate and doesn't make people feel very sweet, his words seem to be engraved on her bones, with a fierce threat, "Did you hear that?"

Shen Qianshu's wounds hurt, his heart hurts, his nerves also hurt, none of them are comfortable, the pain is extreme, and he suddenly retorts, "Sir, you are dead, you can't control me, you have the ability, you will cheat the corpse." ”

If you cheat the corpse, I will be obedient.

Otherwise, I will avenge you in my own way!

"Shen Qianshu!" he was furious, and his voice was cold, "You are looking for death!"

Shen Qianshu was so aggrieved that he cried instantly, "You're so excessive, you're dead, and you're still here to bully me!" [End of chapter]