"Shen Chunguang..."

"Get out of here..."Shen Chunguang shrunk into the quilt and couldn't speak.

Guan Luo leaned down and grabbed her left hand, and reached out to stroke her wet hair: "What's wrong?" ”

"Not much..."

"Why don't you call it that?"

"......" Shen Chunguang sighed on the bed, his fucking cock annoying, "If you tell you to get out, get out..."

"What's the anger?" Of course Guan Luo won't roll, how can she get out by herself.

"What the hell is going on?" Just sit down and put your hand around her shoulder.

Shen Chunguang trembled so much that he could feel it in his arms. I just didn't speak for a while, and when I slowed down a little, I said, "It's okay." ”

"You..."

"It's really okay..."Shen Chunguang emphasized again, his tone was not very good, and he was weak, and Guan Luo was not easy to fight with her, let go of her arm, and heard her say in her ear: "I want to sit up." ”

"Nope."

"I'm not paralyzed!"

“……”

"Huh?"

Well, Guan Luo can't be stubborn with her, even if she is weak like this, he can't be stubborn with her, so he can only obediently shake the bed backrest. He took a pillow from the couch and put it on her back.

Shen Chunguang bent over and wanted to sit down by himself, but unfortunately his physical strength was exhausted.

"Don't move!" Guan Luo leaned over and wrapped his arms around her waist to hold her straight, and then sat back on the chair in front of the bed.

Looking at each other, the orange light holds everything inside the closed curtain.

After a while, Guan slightly rubbed his fingers and looked at Shen Chunguang: "Loosen your mouth, and if you bite it again, it will break." ”

“……”

Shen Chunguang obediently let go. Guan Luo leaned over again and wiped the blood beads from her lips with her fingertips, and after wiping them, her lips were frighteningly white.

Guan Luo twisted his eyebrows: "My right hand hurts?" ”

"It's not!"

"Lie to me?"

“……”

"Can you not be so dead?"

"Who said I carried it?"

Shen Chunguang rolled the whites of her eyes weakly, she didn't say it, why did she say it, did he feel distressed or sympathetic? Anyway, she doesn't need to feel distressed and sympathetic, who is to blame for suffering so much? It's not that I want to blame the man in front of me.

"It doesn't hurt," she replied in a cold tone. After finishing her lower lip, she bit it again, and a dense layer of cold sweat on her forehead was particularly conspicuous under the light.

Guan Luo's fingers were still on her chin, the two were actually very close to each other at that moment, and he supported his body almost above Shen Chunguang, and the black shadow held her inside.

"Does it really hurt?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt!"

Whoever hurts is a puppy!

Shen Chunguang may have carried it, and he didn't know who this temper looked like, but Guan Luo suddenly smiled weakly, and the fingers left on her chin straightened, along her cheeks and touched the root of her ears......

Shen Chunguang hissed softly. Before she could react, the black shadow in front of her had been pressed down, Guan Luo picked up her face and covered her lips.

A very shallow and soft kiss kissed Shen Chunguang's bitten lower lip away.

"Hmm..."

Is this a animal? But Guan Luo didn't let go, she still had the smell of blood on her lips, and she was licked up a little bit, and her mouth was bitter, so sticky to her for a long time. Shen Chunguang was a little out of breath, so he was reluctant to let go, his forehead against her forehead, his eyes closed, and his Adam's apple rolled a little.

"Actually, I hurt more than you......" a hoarse voice spat out of his mouth.

Shen Chunguang was stunned, looking up to see the man's expression, but Guan slightly clasped her head and covered her whole person on her shoulder.

The two of them are actually unreasonable, she doesn't want him to know how much she hurts, and he doesn't want her to see how distressed she is!

Death!

The two hugged for a long time, Shen Chunguang's back was sweating a lot, Guan Luo's fingers were almost pinching into her flesh, and he rubbed her skinny body into his arms.

Su Jue said he should let her go.

Intellectually, he also felt that he should let her go, and what was she tossed into if she stayed by his side? The explosion three years ago, the unborn child, and the nails and condoms this time......

Guan Luo gasped hard.

But he really couldn't let go, the body in his arms was still being held by himself, and he already felt like he was about to run out of breath.

It hurts.

If Zhen lets her go, Guan Luo feels like he's crazy.

"Shen Chunguang..."

"Huh?"

"If you are in pain, just say, I'll go to the nurse and give you another injection!"

"No need." Shen Chunguang lay on his shoulder softly, frowning, "Who will give me an injection in the middle of the night?" It's over. ”

These words are simply a quick knife, and without warning, they suddenly poked Guan Luo's heart, and he sulked the person in his arms again, and he didn't have anything to say, and he didn't bother to say it.

Shen Chunguang was rubbed by him for a while, his neck was tired, and he frowned: "Can you let me go?" ”

"Hmm," he said in a soft tone, but he didn't let go.

Shen Chunguang snorted, and knocked his hard shoulder with a fist with his left hand: "Let it go, your body smells so bad..."

“……”

Guan Luo's brows were twisted into knots, to be honest, he also knew that his body smelled a little bad, he hadn't taken a shower for almost a week, and he smoked all day long, and he was about to get rancid.

Guan Luo could only let go of his hand, and Shen Chunguang leaned over and sat down again.

"Is there any smoke?" She rested her right hand on the covers.

Guan Luo replied directly: "No! ”

"Liar!" Shen Chunguang sat there and licked his lips again, "I just tasted the smell of smoke in your mouth." ”

“……”

"Give me one, I can't stand it."

"Can't stand the pain?"

Shen Chunguang turned his face away, didn't bother to answer him, and only asked, "Do you want to give it or not?" ”

Guan softened slightly: "You can't smoke." ”

"It's okay, just one."

"No way!"

"That bite..."Shen Chunguang pulled the quilt with his left hand, his eyes were very round, he was really thin, so he felt that there was only a pair of big eyes left on his miserable white face.

Guan Luo was stunned by her, but still insisted: "Smoking is not good for wounds." ”

"But nicotine can relieve pain! Come on, just one bite, one bite is good? Shen Chunguang said in a hurry, and he was a little out of breath when he was in a hurry.

Guan Luo's knuckles were tightened, white, and finally he felt the cigarette out of his trouser pocket, and as soon as he lit it, Shen Chunguang stood up and came over to fish.

"Give it to me, give it to me..."

Guan slightly smiled bitterly: "Only one bite." ”

"Good!" As she spoke, she had already scooped up the cigarette, pinched it in her left hand and stuffed it into her mouth a little awkwardly, and took several puffs as if she were willing to spit it out, and the curtain was suddenly full of white mist.

Shen Chunguang leaned back her weak body, nicotine fermented in the lungs, the pain seemed to be blurred, she regained a little strength, and asked, "How long have I been in a coma?" "Brother Yu Jian.

Guan thought for a while: "About half a month." ”

"Be specific."

"To be specific?" He was stunned, "I don't know." ”

He really didn't know, he never counted the time she was in a coma, because it was too difficult, and the difficult days would feel particularly long, and if he was a hypocritical man, he would have answered her directly "a century".

But this sentence of "I don't know" had another meaning in Shen Chunguang's heart, she pinched the cigarette and gently "snorted", and asked, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?" ”

"You've just woken up."

"But I don't like to live here."

She has spent almost all of her time in the hospital for the past three years, and the smell of disinfectant water is almost spitting her, and she hasn't lived enough?

Guan Luo didn't ask much, but he was rarely patient: "Let's stay for a few more days, and I will be discharged from the hospital when the situation is stable." As she spoke, she leaned over to take the cigarette in her hand, and Shen Chunguang quickly dodged it, although she was covered in injuries, her brain was quite sensitive.

"Give it to me!"

"Don't give it!" She pinched and sucked hard.

Guan Luo couldn't do anything about her, and leaned back on the back of the chair weakly.

"Forget it!" He pressed his hand on his brow again.

Shen Chunguang on the bed was smacking, forget it? This man will also have such a good time to talk?

A cigarette was quickly smoked by Shen Chunguang, and she couldn't wait to let go of the butt of the cigarette, and when she was done, she was satisfied to pour back into the pillow again, tilting her head, her eyelids were weakly open, the dazzling light on the top was sprinkled, her eyelashes trembled, and she closed it.

From the beginning to the end, neither of them mentioned the "kidnapping" case, as if nothing had happened, no one died, no one was injured, and no one was going to hell.

In the second half of the night, Shen Chunguang finally fell asleep in a daze, Guan Luo twisted a towel to wipe some of the cold sweat off her forehead, tucked the quilt, and took her coat out.

The wind was very strong on the roof of the building, and it took Guan Xiao to light the fire several times before lighting the smoke.

It was dark and dreary, and in the dead of night, the neon lights in the city were extinguished, except for a few stars hanging in the sky.

Guan slightly touched his fingers, and there were new knife marks on the tips of his fingers.

He actually went all the way to the present, he really wasn't afraid of anything, he had no father and no mother when he was a child, the little bully in the school alley, he poked people with a knife at the age of nine, and he didn't have stage fright when he was splashed with blood.

At the age of eleven, he officially followed Guan Zhaorong, and there were too many scenes of fighting, killing, and killing.

Less than thirty years ago, he began to take over Jiurong Terrace, when he first took the throne, there was chaos everywhere, he had endless means anyway, the face and the bottom of the yin owl, whoever disobeyed would get out, and if he didn't roll, he would find death.

Do you really think that he spends his days hiding in the Ninth Commander grinding coffee?

No one knows how many lives he had in his hands in the two years when he first ascended to the throne of Jiurongtai.

But later, he met Tang Jingcheng.

Guan Luo stood on the platform of this cold wind, with a dark cloud in front of him, and a bright star on the top, and suddenly remembered what Zhao Changde said, and was in a trance, he was still scared in the end......

Guan Luo stood on the rooftop and smoked two cigarettes, and as soon as he got out of the safety door, he saw a nurse standing at the door of Shen Chunguang's ward probing his brain.

"What are you doing standing here?"

Xiao Ru turned her head sharply and patted her chest to stand firmly: "You scared me to death, why didn't you make a sound when you walked in the middle of the night?" ”

"I ask you, what are you doing standing here?" Guan Luo repeated coldly again.

Xiao Ru grinned cheekily and smiled: "Rounds!" ”

Guan Luo's face was ugly, and he swept it on her smiling face, didn't speak, and directly pushed open the door to enter.

"Eh, you..."

"Are you done? Check it out! ”

“……”