Since the accident, An Qing's sleep quality has been very poor, and she suddenly came to the country R where she was unfamiliar with her life, and she often suffered from insomnia.

At night, I don't know what time she was still awake, Wan'er lay on her side and slept soundly, her little hands gently put on her waist, her face was on her side, and her little mouth was gently spitting milk.

Hearing the movement outside the door, she opened her eyes vigilantly, the tightened curtains were very light-shading, the room was pitch black, she gently pulled away the little hand that Wan'er put on her body, patted her on the back, saw her turn over and continued to sleep, and sat up from the head of the bed lightly.

There was moonlight pouring down from the door, and in the silver-white corridor, she saw that the door of Jin Feng's room was open, some people were busy going in and out, and Paul was carrying a medical kit in his hand and was about to go in.

Seeing her, Paul's eyes flew over, and suddenly beckoned to her: "Miss An, can you come over for a while?" ”

She stepped forward in silence and glanced into the room, where there were so many people that she didn't see clearly for a moment.

"Miss An, I have something to ask you for."

Paul's expression was a little serious, so she also asked seriously, "What's the matter?" ”

"Come in and talk about it."

Paul led her into the room, waved everyone in the room to leave, and in the empty room, she saw Jin Feng lying at the head of the bed, his eyes closed, his cheeks pale, and the back of his hand covering his abdomen was covered with blood.

Her eyes flashed, it was not unusual for a life like Jin Feng to be injured if she walked on the tip of a knife, on the contrary, it might be a good opportunity for her to escape.

As he thought about it, Paul took out a pair of medical gloves and handed them to her, and he himself was doing some pre-operative preparations.

An Qing understood what he meant, and planned to let her be his assistant to treat Jin Feng.

Since no one dislikes her as a layman, what does she have to worry about, with that little ulterior caution, she readily agreed.

When Jin Feng was injected with anesthetic, he opened his eyes and saw An Qing's eyebrows raised, but it was nothing, he glanced at her and closed his eyes again.

The operation proceeded faster than expected, this was the first time An Qing saw Paul holding a scalpel, and it was similar to his usual grinning face, he took out the warhead in Jin Feng's abdomen in a few clicks, turned around and threw it into the tray in An Qing's hand.

An Qing rarely saw this kind of bloody scene, and couldn't bear to twist her face to the side.

After more than ten minutes were done, Paul hung up the hanging bottle for Jin Feng, turned his head and told An Qing to watch it for him.

"Me?"

An Qing blinked, in fact, she said that she was an assistant and she didn't do anything the whole time, it doesn't matter if she carries forward a little humanitarian spirit, the key is to let her do these things as a hostage?

"Of course it's you." Paul ripped off his bloody gloves and threw them on the tray in her hand: "I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep." ”

Seeing him turn around and walk away, An Qing's eyes moved slightly, and she glanced at Jin Feng, whose eyes were closed, she put down the tray, went to the bathroom to clean her hands, and sat silently on the side of the bed.

Time passed minute by minute, the night was deeper, and most of the potion in the hanging bottle had already fallen, An Qing looked at Jin Feng's face that had not moved for a long time, quietly stretched out his hand, and shook it in front of his eyes.

Jin Feng didn't react, even if he was an iron man, he was tired, he had just suffered a gunshot wound, and he probably really fell asleep.

An Qing put her mind at ease, her eyes wandered around the room, and fell back on him.

He was still wearing the bloody suit he had just had, and Paul left after taking the bullet, and of course he didn't have time to change his clothes or anything, and the sheets were covered with blood anyway, so he casually pulled a blanket and covered him.

An Qing stared at his sturdy body under the thin blanket, she had already observed, his mobile phone was usually in his trouser pocket, should he take this opportunity to try again?

Frankly speaking, the first few failures had already discouraged her, this man was too good, and if he caught him red-handed again, it would be even more difficult to escape.

Hesitatingly, Jin Feng turned over, lying on her side facing her, her eyes moved to the position of his trouser pocket, she pursed her lips, and crept onto the bed.

Jin Feng lay quietly, her snort a little heavy, and she carefully hung on him, while nervously paying attention to his reaction, while gently lifting the thin blanket on his body.

She did a fairly simple action for a long time, the blanket was lifted little by little, she glanced at Jin Feng again, and stretched out her other hand to his back pocket.

When she touched it, she found that there was nothing she was looking for, and she was slightly disappointed.

But since she had already done it, of course she couldn't give up halfway, so she continued to touch his side pocket.

In order not to wake up Jin Feng, she didn't directly reach in to find it, but carefully groped outside through her trouser pocket.

She carefully slowed down her breathing, and just after a few touches, the sleeping man suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged her.

She was startled, her body was pulled off by him, her jaw slammed into his solid back, and unfortunately bit the tip of her tongue, she frowned in pain, but she didn't have time to care, she hurriedly turned her face, and the sleeping man opened his eyes to her.

There was only a night light in the room, and under the dim yellow light, Jin Feng's face couldn't be seen really, and An Qing didn't have the heart to look at it, so she quickly pushed him, trying to escape from him with her hands and feet, Jin Feng's arms tightened, pulled her waist, and dragged her in front of him.

Both of them fell at the head of the bed, An Qing was tightly restrained by his iron tong-like hands, she struggled desperately, but Jin Feng didn't move, facing each other, staring at her fixedly.

An Qing struggled a few times and stopped, panting and looking at Jin Feng, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, smeared with the night, very evasive, as if looking at her, and as if there was no focus.

Her eyes moved, and for a moment she couldn't guess whether he was awake or still asleep.

was stiff, Jin Feng's arm was retracted, and before An Qing could react, his face pressed closer to her, his masculine lips ran over her cheeks, and he called a person's name in a blur.

Whether it was Min'er or Yun'er Anqing didn't hear clearly, the moment the man's face leaned over, she began to resist again, she didn't expect the injured man to have so much strength, brutally wrapped around her waist, lowered his head to bite her lip.

It was really a bite, reckless and eager, different from Fu Mochuan's masculine aura that was transmitted strongly, An Qing was panicked and anxious, leaning against him with her hands and feet, accidentally touching Jin Feng's wound, and jumping away from him when he was in pain.

This commotion also drove the infusion tube on the side of the bed, and there was a clanging movement, Jin Feng finally came to his senses, and his eyes gradually became clear, lying on the side of the bed looking at her.

An Qing didn't pay attention to him, looked at the guards who rushed in later, calmly said that I will hand it over to you and slammed the door and left.

She didn't rest well that night, and she was still depressed when she accompanied Wan'er to the garden to play.

Fortunately, Jin Feng didn't appear, his door was closed, and he should still be recuperating from his injuries.

As she sat under the parasol and closed her eyes, she heard the sound of small footsteps, opened her eyes, and Paul stood beside her, looked down at her, pulled open the chair next to her, and sat down.

"Didn't get a good night's rest last night?"

She didn't say anything, and she was pulled by him as an assistant in the middle of the night, isn't it obvious?

Paul smiled, didn't mind her silence, looked up at Wan'er running on the lawn, and sighed: "Wan'er really looks like her own mother, it's just carved out of a mold." ”

An Qing suddenly remembered the woman in the photo she saw in Jin Feng's room, no wonder she felt kind at the time, thinking about it like this, she really looked very similar to Wan'er.

In particular, that angelic cheerful and sunny smile is obviously derived from the true inheritance of his mother.

Paul's gaze moved with Wan'er's figure, and he sighed leisurely: "It's a pity that Hongyan has a thin life, and he left at a young age, aren't you curious about Wan'er's life experience?" I'm in a panic anyway, I'll tell you. ”

An Qing raised her eyebrows and turned her face to look at him: "Didn't you want to tell me last time?" Why are you willing to say it again this time? ”

Paul looked at her meaningfully and smiled, "You'll know sooner or later anyway." ”

Although he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, An Qing knew that it was not a good thing, so she turned her face and said, "Okay, don't say it, I'm not interested, I'm just a little hostage, I don't want to be torn up by you because I know too much." ”

"You don't have to worry about this, I vouch for the happiness of Brother Feng's lower body, he won't."

An Qing listened to his smiling words, and straightened her face seriously: "Paul, although I am a hostage, I also want to treat you as a friend, I don't want to hear such a joke a second time." ”

She suddenly thought that Paul asked her to take care of Jin Feng last night, maybe it wasn't unintentional.

Seeing that she was really angry, Paul smiled a little at the corner of his lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are Wan'er's mommy, and Brother Feng is her father, don't you think you are a match made in heaven?" ”

I'm afraid it's a natural or man-made disaster.

An Qing rubbed her eyebrows, and said a little tiredly: "Even if you want to kill me now, I have to say, your brother Feng's temperament is not suitable for having a family at all, and in the past few years, Wan'er has lived well without him, he obviously has a wife and daughter, lives in such a big castle, and raises so many subordinates, what else do you want to do if you are already a winner in life?" Yesterday he could get away with picking up a life, what about the future? When he did these hurtful things, did he think about Wan'er? ”

Paul listened to her righteous indignant words, his eyes deepened, he was silent for a moment, looked at her and said, "Do you think Brother Feng doesn't want to share family fun with his wife and daughter?" That's right, our line of life is a life of licking blood from the knife edge, and many times it will affect their own families, four years ago, the sister-in-law went to her mother's house in country A with Wan'er to give birth, this matter was known by the eldest brother's enemy, they brutally killed the sister-in-law, and cut open her stomach, and threw the dying Wan'er on the side of the road, although later Brother Feng avenged the sister-in-law, but there is also an enemy who has been at large, yesterday he was injured in the process of revenge, in fact, he didn't know about the kidnapping of you in advance, if he didn't rush in time, You're long dead. ”

An Qing was stunned, this bloody scene was not good just to think about it, but Wan'er experienced that hellish moment alive.

She looked up and looked at Wan'er running happily in the sun, and couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.