Ou Xiangbei was busy withdrawing his hand, but his hand was pressed by Zhou Chuyu at this moment.

The warm hand attached to her plumpness, making him swallow uncontrollably.

"Go on......," she said weakly.

In the next second, Ou Xiangbei took off her trousers.

At this moment, she only has a set of white Nei|clothes left on her body.

The bloody, beautiful figure was completely exposed in front of Ou Xiangbei's eyes.

"Damn it! Does it hurt? I should have hung those bastards up and beaten them first, then sprinkled salt on their wounds, and then chopped their flesh piece by piece! Ou Xiangbei carefully wiped her wound with a wet towel while cursing, his eyes burning with anger and gritting his teeth every word.

His words made her forget the pain on her body, and looking at him like this, she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.

"Do you feel heartache if I'm like this?" The pale lips tried to bend a perfect arc, and the eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"Of course!" Ou Xiangbei replied without thinking, and then realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately added: "We have been friends for many years, and of course I am heartbroken when you are hurt......"

One sentence made Zhou Chuyu's eyes more and more dim.

She stopped talking, closed her eyes, felt the heat of his fingertips, the pain of the warm water on the towel seeping into the wound, and the tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes little by little.

After cleaning the wound, Ou Xiangbei carried her back to the bed, carefully medicated and bandaged her, and then gave her an anti-inflammatory injection, then covered her with a quilt and said, "You sleep here, I'll go to the living room ......"

"Don't go...... Is it okay to stay with me...... I'm scared ......."

Zhou Chuyu, in Ou Xiangbei's impression, has always been a calm, self-controlled, delicate and capable strong woman, so when the words "I'm afraid" came out of her mouth, he was a little surprised.

Looking at her pitiful eyes, he couldn't move his steps anymore, and a soft place in his heart seemed to have been touched.

He involuntarily climbed onto the bed and carefully hugged her through the quilt.

"To the north, Xie Lu thank you......" After a long time, she spoke.

"......" He still hugged her and didn't speak, his breath scattered on her cheeks.

"To the north, did you sleep?"

"......" He still didn't speak.

"Really asleep?"

“……”

"To the north, I love you...... It hasn't changed. Do you know that I have been waiting for you silently? "Xiangbei, forgive me, this sentence, I only have the courage to say it to you when you are asleep......

Beside him, Ou Xiangbei quietly opened his eyes, frowned, closed his eyes again, and continued to pretend to be asleep.

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At the same time

Tonight's Dream Garden, the atmosphere is very different from the past.

The bodyguards went in and out, and the nannies were busy, all of them full of nervousness.

In the baroque bedroom, the lights are bright, and the air is filled with the strong smell of iodine and potions.

Surgeon John from Liang's Private Hospital was carefully treating Qiao Weiwei's wounds, frowning in her sleep every time iodine touched her wounds.

On the side, Liang Bo stood quietly beside her pillow, his hands folded in front of Xiong|, his brows were deeply locked, and the black figure enveloped her.

“John…… It won't be a big problem, right? Liang Bo turned his head to look at John and asked.

"Master Bo, don't worry, there is no big problem, it will be fine after a while." John emphasized, using the standard of foreigners speaking Chinese, and said.

John knows very well that this woman is a cold heart, and every movement is very careful.

After the wound was detoxified, John carefully bandaged her, then gave her an anti-inflammatory shot and left.

After John left, Liang Bo knelt at the head of Qiao Weiwei's bed, gently stroked her long hair, and looked at her pale and haggard appearance, the heartache was self-evident.

"Ahem...... Ahem...... Bo Ye ...... Bo Ye ......, save me, Bo Ye...... Yes!!! No...... No! Yes! Suddenly, Qiao Weiwei screamed and screamed in bed like crazy, and her body kept moving.

Liang Bo hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over, hugged her, and his eyes were flowing with gentleness that was seriously inconsistent with his temperament, and said, "Good ...... Don't be afraid, I'm fine, there's nothing to do, there's nothing to do......"

Qiao Weiwei, who was hugged by him, opened her eyes, a tear slipped down the corner of her eye, soaked the snow-white pillowcase, she hugged him tightly with her scarred arms, and an inexplicable sense of security made her heart gradually calm down.

She thinks that the most heart-warming words in this world are nothing more than when she is extremely insecure, his simple "I am here", and a sentence of "I am here" is better than thousands.

"Bo Ye ......"

"Huh?"

"Thank you...... Saved me......"

"I protect my own woman, how can I thank for that." He kissed the top of her hair, and the trace of tenderness mixed in her hoarse and domineering voice was clearly recognizable.

"By the way, how did you find us?"