Suddenly hearing the sound of the key turning, Sweetheart jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door, and when she saw Qinglang covered in blood, she almost stopped breathing.

"Qinglang, are you hurt?" she anxiously welcomed him through the door.

Situ Qinglang's face was tired and haggard, he hadn't seen it for three days, and even the stubble had grown, and his body was also a piece of mud on the left and a piece of soil on the right.

Sweetheart hugged him tightly without saying a word, Situ Qinglang hugged him stiffly, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Good, I'm dirty, don't touch me." ”

"I'm going to help you boil water and take a bath. Sweetheart immediately helped him bring slippers, Situ Qinglang changed out, took off his clothes, and showed a circle of bandages on his chest, wrapping his chest muscles into a mummy.

Sweetheart's tears fell instantly when she saw this scene, but Qinglang was so tired that she couldn't walk, and she didn't dare to ask, so she could only try her best to help him pack his things.

Situ Qinglang entered the bathroom silently.

He seemed to be a different person, what the hell happened?

There was no sound of water in the bathroom, Sweetheart hesitated at the door, Situ Qinglang lay in the bathtub with his eyes closed, listening to Sweetheart's footsteps turning around at the door.

He thought for a moment and called out, "Sweetheart?"

Sweetheart immediately stood in the doorway and answered, "Ah, I'm here." ”

"Come here. ”

Sweetheart immediately opened the bathroom door, and Situ Qinglang ordered, "Help me wipe my back." ”

Sweetheart held back her tears, pretending to be casual and squatting down behind Qinglang, he didn't say, she didn't ask, just silently helped him wipe his back.

Situ Qinglang sat in the bathtub with his eyes closed, and a towel was covered on his lower abdomen.

"Help me wash my hair. I ran out of energy. And he commanded.

The sweetheart was distressed, wiped his back, squeezed shampoo on Qinglang's head, and gently massaged him.

"Is this force okay?"

Situ Qinglang didn't speak, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

Sweetheart then worked hard to wash his hair and massaged his shoulders, the muscles in his shoulders were so tight that Sweetheart helped him rub them away, and he felt more comfortable.

Situ Qinglang cleared his throat, but his voice was still very hoarse, and he said in a dumb voice: "Okay, you go out first." ”

"Good. Without saying a word, Sweetheart turned around and walked out. Her well-behaved and sensible made Qinglang very moved.

Sometimes men are tired, and what they need is really not the comfort of a woman, but to make the right move at the right time, don't be noisy, don't chatter, better than anything else.

Sweetheart went back to the kitchen to help Qinglang make a glass of honey water, and boiled millet porridge and fried vegetables to help him nourish his stomach, but she estimated that Qinglang should not be very good at eating, looking at his appearance, he seemed to be preoccupied.

Half an hour later, Situ Qinglang came out, sweetheart was waiting for him in the living room, she said cautiously: "Qinglang, I made dinner for you, do you want to eat some?"

"No, I'm tired and don't want to eat. He went straight upstairs.

Sweetheart didn't dare to ask more, and followed upstairs honestly, Situ Qinglang had already turned off the light and was lying on the bed, she was standing at the door, hesitating.

She had never seen Qinglang so taciturn, and she was really a little scared for a while, worried that if she accidentally did something wrong, it would make him angry.

"Come and sleep. Situ Qinglang said.

Sweetheart nodded immediately, changed her clothes and got into the bed.

As soon as she lay down, Situ Qinglang suddenly turned over and pressed her under him, and he whispered in her ear: "I want you, is it okay?"

Although it was an inquiry, there was unquestionable insistence in his tone, and his abnormality worried Sweetheart, so although a month had not yet arrived, she felt that she should be able to accept Qinglang.

"Hmm. She nodded lightly, as well-behaved as a kitten, Situ Qinglang sighed, and then took her soft lips and kissed them.

His movements were quite rough, and the sweetheart was afraid that it would affect the wound on his waist and abdomen, so he was careful and gentle, gritting his teeth to bear it.

Qing Lang was halfway done, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't done anything, but he needed this kind of gentle care too much, so he grabbed her sweetness regardless of Qiē, and only abruptly withdrew at the end.

He gasped over his sweetheart, who hugged him tightly and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Situ Qinglang gasped for a moment, fell on the bed and was so tired that he didn't want to move, Sweetheart climbed out of bed to help him wipe his body, and washed off the things on his lower abdomen by himself, and then returned to Qinglang and brought him a glass of water.

Situ Qinglang's throat was about to smoke, and after drinking the water, he wrapped his sweetheart in his arms and hugged her tightly in distress.

Sweetheart didn't speak, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes, listening to the clear and chaotic heartbeat.

After a long while, Situ Qinglang said in a dumb voice: "A group of drug dealers were selling drugs in Yunnan, and they went to help the anti-narcotics police, sacrificing a comrade-in-arms. ”

Sweetheart retracted her gaze, and her heart suddenly jumped wildly for no reason: "Are you bringing the soldiers?"

"Our team is only 22 years old. After Situ Qinglang finished saying this, he sighed again.

No wonder Qing Lang came back with a wound and a bloody body, there has always been no more dangerous person than a drug dealer except for fear, those outlaws launched a frenzy to deny their relatives, and the sweetheart has had a shadow on them since the last time he was kidnapped.

But instead of feeling sorry for someone who has nothing to do with her, Sweetheart is of course more distressed and Qinglang, and she asks worriedly: "Are you hurt too?"

"Nothing. Situ Qinglang was vague and unwilling to elaborate.

Later, the sweetheart learned that Qinglang was stabbed twice, but because of his good skills, he was lucky enough to avoid the key point, and it wouldn't take long to recover, but the sweetheart at that time didn't know anything at all, so he could only worry ignorantly.

She hugged Situ Qinglang and shivered coldly, as if a person would slip away from her if she was not paying attention.

"It's really dangerous. She whispered.

"yes, I feel like I won't see you every time. Situ Qinglang smiled bitterly, "If something happens to me one day, what will you do if you are left alone?" I just began to regret marrying you." ”

"Then I'll go with you. Sweetheart said firmly, "The two of us will continue to be a little couple in the underworld, and then reincarnate together, and we will be together in the next life." ”

Life is too short, and after sacrificing a soldier in his hands, Situ Qinglang finally realized how lucky it was to be alive.

He came back to his senses and kissed his sweetheart's cheek, his mood was finally not so gloomy, and he knocked on her head: "Talk nonsense, live well, do you hear?"

"Then you live well, no matter what the circumstances, I believe you will come back to see me. Sweetheart hugged him tightly, "The two of us won't be so light and separate, I love you." ”。

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