Chapter 44—The Gentle Woman Who Cannot Resist?22:25)

"Don't show such an expression," a sighing voice sounded in her ears, Shu'er opened her closed eyes, and Willow's handsome face was close at hand, "a woman like you, who should have been held in the palm of her hand, how could she do something to fight and kill." ”

"Everyone has their own helplessness, doesn't they?" Shu'er looked into his eyes, and there was a soft helplessness in his dark eyes, "There are always some things that have to be done." ”

Willow stared at her face, the meaning in his blue eyes was deep, like the deep sea that could not shine into the sun, and suddenly, he reached out and gently held her in his arms.

Shu'er's eyes widened, and he didn't move to hold it.

"You just woke up, are you hungry?" He hugged her like this, and Shu'er couldn't see his face at all, but Willow's voice sounded in his ears, as if he had regained his usual gentleness.

Shu'er thought for a while before he said carefully, "A little." ”

In fact, she wanted to say no, but she was so weak and needed to supplement her nutrition, otherwise, she didn't know how long she would have to heal from this injury.

This time it was more seriously injured than when I was in London, and I almost hit the heart.

Willow let go of the hand holding her, got up from the bed, and walked into the living room without saying a word, and came in with a bowl of porridge in his hand.

saw that Shu'er was looking annoyed, and his pale face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of red.

When Willow left the room just now, she tried to sit up, only to realize that she was wearing a wide white shirt, which was obviously a man's size.

Only then did I remember what Willow had said before, "Wash the bloodstains, change clothes, feed the medicine, give nutritional injections, scrub the body, I have never served anyone like this in my life", so he changed her clothes, and he even helped her scrub the blood stains on her body with his own hands, and, without looking, she knew that except for the shirt and panties, there was nothing on her body.

Willow knew what she was thinking when he saw her look, raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "I was angry at the time, so I didn't go to your box to look for clothes, and because of the part of your wound, I think it would be better to wear loose clothes." ”

For the sake of her wounds, she doesn't have to wear underwear, does she? Shu'er looked at him speechlessly.

The porridge was placed next to the bed, and Willow held her shoulders and put the pillow behind her back, adjusting the position to a comfortable position.

Shu'er subconsciously raised her hand to pick up the bowl, Willow glanced at her, reached out and scooped the porridge with a spoon to her mouth, "Be nice, you can only eat these for the time being when you are injured." ”

The black eyes looked at him for a while, and Willow let her watch, and his tone was calm, "If you don't drink it again, the porridge will be cold, and it won't taste so good if you heat it again." ”

Shu'er smiled abruptly, "Mr. Winke, I'm afraid that others will be too nice to me. ”

"Then don't give me a chance to be nice to you, so you don't have to worry about falling in love with me."

Shu'er was stunned for a second, and he really couldn't hide anything from this man's eyes. She didn't say anything more, she lowered her head and drank slowly from the spoon.

Willow's eyes were of her quietly drinking porridge, with a white face, long eyelashes, and most of her body could only lean on the pillow behind her, wearing his shirt. Revealing a delicate collarbone, there is no defense on the body.

This appearance is too provocative of men's nerves.

It just so happened that a bowl of porridge was at the bottom, and in the spoon was the last mouthful of porridge, Willow put down the bowl, lowered his head and quickly kissed it.

The book seemed to freeze suddenly, and Willow grabbed her chin with his hand, and his tongue slid into her lips, entangled wantonly, gentle and rough.

"You've got a good taste, book." The sexy and deep voice clasped the slightest **, "It's a pity that I don't move the injured woman." ”

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