Because now Ling Ze also has a wound on his arm, he doesn't hurt it, that's true or false.

Ling Ze had never seen such a woman, self-harming to the point of wanting to strangle and then strangle.

He tied a knot that was not good-looking, Mu Tianen shook his paws that were wrapped into balls, and really wanted to ask him, how to eat like this, would they be starving to death?

"How are we going to eat?"

He asked Mu Tianen with a calm face.

"Why can't you eat?"

Mu Tianen didn't understand, what was the difference between this and eating?

"Isn't it that the wound can't see water?"

When he is stupid, such a big wound, how can he see water, if he really sees blood, isn't it the same as her head.

"There's gloves."

Mu Tianen is no longer a matter of course, this is the case, she has to wear gloves when washing dishes.

Ling Ze "......"

"I'll help you with your wounds.

Mu Tianen took the cotton swab, and she was also very weak-hearted, because Ling Ze's injury was cut out by her, but it seemed that her hand was a little heavy, and the scratch was a little deep, but she really didn't mean it.

She just, she didn't want to be sent away by him.

That's why I came up with such a solution.

"If you don't deal with it, will it be difficult for me to do it?"

Ling Ze couldn't say what he felt in his heart now, whether he wanted to strangle this woman or shoot her to death.

"Mu Tianen, do you know what you're doing?"

Ling Ze looked at Mu Tianen's wrapped hand, what she did was very resolute, and she didn't leave any way out for herself at all.

And he didn't know how many times he asked Mu Tianen.

"Mu Tianen, do you know what you're doing?"

Does she know what that means?

His disease is contagious, a disease that is not dead, or a disease that is shameless. No matter where she goes in the future, she will be ridiculed, and even if she dies, no one will say that she is good.

will just say that she deserves it, and say that she is shameless.

"I know," Mu Tianen helped Ling Ze treat his wounds, and then wrapped the gauze layer by layer for him.

"That way, you can't send me away."

She raised her face and smiled at Ling Ze again.

"Didn't you say that we are all going to die together in the future, then let's die together."

In this case......

She clenched her hand, and there was a sentence that never came out of her mouth, so that I am the only one in this world who can approach you, and I am the only one who can touch you the most.

Even if this road is dark and thorny all the way, I won't regret anything?

Finally, that layer of gauze was wrapped, obviously, Mu Tianen, a person who was often injured, was obviously much better than Ling Ze, compared to the pig's trotter hand that Ling Ze wrapped for her.

This one is quite artistic.

It is not loose or tight, it does not show the flesh, but it is breathable.

"I'm sorry," Mu Tianen was very sorry, she really had no way to think of such a method. It's just that I didn't expect that the shot was heavy.

"What's the use of saying I'm sorry?"

Ling Ze stretched out his hand and rubbed her wig indiscriminately.

He is the one in the world who should say sorry.

Everyone has only one life, and he didn't give her anything, but in the end, she even had to give him her life, if it was Mu Tianen who had an accident now.

He, Ling Ze, will definitely not be able to do this step.

So, whether it's moved or guilty, none of this matters.

"In the future, I'll try to be nice to you."

Ling Ze can only make such a promise to her, it will be better for her, as for how good it is, he doesn't know yet, but in the future, they will be the closest people in this world, and it may be that the two of them will depend on each other in the future.

There is no one else but them.

Parents, siblings, all kinds of relatives and friends, will eventually stay away from them, and only the two of them.

If he is not good to her, who is good to him?

Speaking of which, Ling Ze has always been just a selfish person.

Mu Tianen sniffed, in fact, this is enough, as long as she is better, a little better.

She was very satisfied if she was not allowed to go into the sea.

Everything else is in the past.

Ling Ze straightened her hair again, and then suddenly thought of something?

"Mu Tianen, do you have to scratch my arm?"

He really couldn't figure it out, why Mu Tianen had to use this method of self-harm, mutilating him, but also mutilating herself, who doesn't hurt this knife?

He still hurts, and I'm sure she's the same.

"There is only one way," Mu Tianen can think of, there is really only this one, otherwise which one do you want, mother and baby? He couldn't give birth to her.

Ling Ze squinted at her for a long time, still using the whites of his eyes.

Then he looked at the time, it was about three o'clock, and they didn't sleep for most of the night, so they had to kill each other.

How many times have you seen blood this day?

He stood up, raised his arm again, and said that it didn't hurt, and that he would try to give him a knife.

His arm was almost cut off from a piece of flesh.

And he was woken up, is it possible, just sit here?

"Mu Tianen," suddenly, he called out Mu Tianen's name.

"Huh?" Mu Tianen blinked, "Call me?" ”

"Who do you call if you don't call you?"

Ling Ze grabbed her collar a little rudely and pulled her forward.

Mu Tianen walked passively all the way, but he really didn't know where he was going to take her and what he was going to do, until there was a bang and the door closed.

Ling Ze picked up the fruit knife from the ground.

Mu Tianen's body shrank violently.

It was as if in the next second, the fruit knife in Ling Ze's hand was about to stab into her body, as if a wind was blowing, which also made her shiver for a while.

"So you were scared too?"

Ling Ze has always been subtle, how could Mu Tianen, who is a little bit bigger, be his opponent?

He wrapped the fruit knife in paper and threw it on the table, although he had cut his flesh, it was still a good knife after washing, anyway, it was like this now, and he didn't care if it was stained with the blood of the two.

Uncovering the quilt, Ling Ze was already sitting on it, he unbuttoned himself with one hand, and took off his clothes.

He is not white, even a little dark, the men of the Ling family all look like this, they are naturally tall, and their figure is also very good, and the day after tomorrow is not that their limbs are not diligent, nor are they indistinguishable from grains, so even if Ling Feng is now in his fifties, he still takes care of himself very well, as if he is in his forties, very young, and there is no bald belly or anything like that.

I think that back then, when the old man of the Ling family was eighty-five years old, he was still energetic, and his silver frost and white hair were still that good looks, which would definitely make many old ladies' eyes straight.

Good genes underneath.

Ling Ze is naturally not bad.