The door to the ward opened suddenly, and a cold wind hit the head of the bed.

Red Willow and I looked at the door at the same time.

Guan Beili stood at the door with a cloudy face, not knowing how much he heard our conversation.

"Get out!" He was commanding the red willows.

Red Willow's tear-stained little face looked at me, and I nodded, "It's too late, I'm sleepy." You go and rest too! ”

Hongliu whispered to me uneasily, "Madam, I'm not going anywhere." Just keep a vigil in the corridors. If you have something, you must call me. ”

Soon, Guan Beili and I were left in the ward.

He raised his hand to extinguish the light. In the darkness, I heard his footsteps, not slow. Step by step, it came to my bedside.

The heavy footsteps stopped abruptly, the screeching of the feet of the chair against the floor was extremely short, and he pulled up his chair and sat down at the head of my bed.

"Does the injection hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Does your stomach hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Where does it hurt?"

The interrogation-like questioning did not mean to be caring, and I looked awkwardly at the moonlight outside the window, and was the first to admit that I had lied about my stomachache.

"Ah Li. I lied to you. ”

"I know." He said, "I knew it on the way here." ”

There are no signs of redness and miscarriage.

Just looking for a valid excuse to escape from the bed tent.

He saw through my tricks but accompanied me to play on the spot, and tossed and turned in the middle of the night.

For a while, I didn't know whether to be moved or to take this as a warning to settle down in the future.

"Wen Meng, if you don't sleep again, the sky will be bright." A faint, cold voice floated above my head.

Through the snow-white moonlight, I saw Guan Beili sitting at the head of my bed, the whole person seemed to be a black mist condensed entity, sculpture-like motionless, unable to see the contours of the face, and a single pair of wolf-light eyes directly monitoring me in the dark.

I looked frightened and pulled the quilt over my head.

On summer nights, I was suffocated under the covers, suffocating.

A night of nightmares.

The quilt on the top of my head was suddenly torn open, and the warm towel slowly rolled on my forehead and cheeks, I thought it was Hongliu wiping my face, and subconsciously grabbed a strong wrist, opened his eyes and met Guan Beili's face, he approached my lips with a smile but did not kiss me, but moved to my ear, and whispered: "Did you sleep well at night?" ”

I didn't speak, he handed me a glass of water.

I moistened my dry throat, and he sat down behind me.

"What's in your hand?" I was inexplicably nervous, and before I could turn my head, he hugged me from behind my back and whispered, "Good! Don't move. ”

An ivory comb and my 3,000 green silk lingered for a while.

The first time, he brushed my hair.

The hand that has been holding the gun can also hold the hair comb, and gently and delicately take care of the long hair for the woman.

I couldn't help but squint like a cat, and in a relaxed state, it seemed that the veins around my body were smooth, and my heart became soft and happy.

"Acquaintance and acquaintance, Mo Dao entered the city. The letter of the husband and wife is deep. Guan Beili chanted poetry in my ear, and asked me in a delicate tone: "Wen Meng, do you know my mind?" ”

Immersed in his tenderness, I snorted softly.

Suddenly, there was a 'poof' that caused me to open my eyes.

At some point, a reporter stood at the door of the ward.

The camera's spotlight flashed, spewing a cloud of white smoke.

"It's you sneak bastard again! Don't think about it anymore. ”

At this time, Adjutant Cheng and a few soldiers were about to smash back the reporter's camera.

Guan Beili spoke: "Let him go." ”

The reporter was released and ran away after bowing to Guan Beili.