It was just the two of them in the room, quiet enough to hear his heavy breathing and the sound of bullets peeling at the musculature.

Chu Yixing was so focused that he didn't notice a layer of fine sweat oozing from his forehead.

Fine sweat condensed into beads of sweat dripping down his skin.

The moment the bullet peeled off, he let out a soft exhalation.

Her eyes darkened and she asked, "Pain?" ”

He replied, "Yes. ”

She skillfully and slowly operated the suture needle and whispered, "Bear with it." ”

Si Nanting did not respond, silently maintaining a lying posture.

Neither of them spoke again, and the only sound in the air was the sound of suture needles piercing through the musculature.

Chu Yixing glanced at him, a layer of sweat oozed from his back, and his sideburns were full of sweat, soaking through broken hair.

He endured the pain and didn't let out a word.

The stitching was completed and the threads were cut.

She took a pill from the medicine box and stuffed it into his mouth, and he swallowed the pill on her finger and sucked her finger, a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Covered in sweat, he sat up and stared into her eyes, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Why don't you ask me?" ”

Chu Yixing: "What do you ask?" ”

Si Nanting looked directly into her eyes: "My injury." ”

Chu Yixing stared at his eyes, and his beautiful eyes were dyed with a hint of a smile.

said in a calm tone: "I said a long time ago, I am a transparent person in front of you, but you are an impermeable wall in front of me, if you don't want to say it, it's useless for me to ask, it's better not to block yourself." ”

Si Nanting could hear that there were thorns in her words, her slender fingers touched her face, and then clasped the back of her neck and pulled it closer to him, and her deep eyes looked at the bottom of her eyes: "You are very smart, but what you said just now is not smart." ”

Chu Yixing's thorns all over his body were provoked by him: "Don't you like my cleverness?" ”

This sentence choked Si Nanting to death.

Si Nanting hooked his lips slightly, with a smile in his eyes, staring directly at Chu Yixing, his face full of interest.

Chu Yixing: "Don't dare to admit it? ”

He looked down at her, and some unknown dark tide surged in his deep eyes.

I have to say that she is very good at tricking him.

She asked him to answer this question very directly, and he felt for her in his heart.

Admit it, that's liking her.

If she doesn't admit it, then what she just said is very smart.

Either answer, it's good for her and it won't embarrass her.

She tilted her chin slightly, her gaze defiant.

He snorted and quickly bit her lip, a smile on the corner of her mouth as she frowned in pain.

"Don't try to trick me again!"

A faint sentence spread in the quiet room, and the surrounding air instantly became ambiguous.

Chu Yixing looked at the smile in his eyes, and said unconvinced: "This is called a routine." ”

The moment the words fell, she opened her mouth to bite his lip, and held his lip flap as if there was no grinding.

Si Nanting's body stiffened for a moment, and the next second, his movements were like a storm, turning passive into active, opening his mouth to hold her lip flap, and sucking it fiercely.

Soon he stepped away a little, his slender fingers cupping her face, priing her teeth open and twisting her tongue harder to deepen the kiss.

"Hmm......"

Kiss after kiss, the fire is out of control.

Thinking of the wound on his back, Chu Yixing took a lot of effort to step back, and his suppressed voice carried an unsettled gasp: "Wait." ”

I can't kiss anymore.

Si Nanting kissed her ear along the lips, listened to her increasingly chaotic gasp, and blew into her ear: "Are you comfortable, do you want to continue?" ”