Su Mengwan walked to the man's side and stretched out her hand to reach out to the man's forehead, fortunately, the wound was treated in a timely manner, and he didn't affect his upper wound just now, otherwise he would have to make his wound inflamed after his toss just now.

Only now did Su Mengwan have the opportunity to take a serious look at the appearance of the man in front of him, this man has a very handsome and peerless face, a smooth and fair face, rubbing the angular coldness, and beautiful lips like cherry blossoms, which makes people can't help but kiss Fangze when they see it. But most importantly, why do I feel so familiar to the person in front of me? But I really haven't seen him before, and with his peerless appearance, I don't think anyone I see will easily forget him! Or is it... Su Mengwan reached out and gently stroked her neck, or did I feel that he was familiar because he felt like the emperor in my dream just now!

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the house, and Su Mengwan fell asleep next to the man because she thought too much. The warm sunlight shone on the two of them, which made Su Mengwan have a rare night of peace and no dreams.

"Hmm—" The man moved slightly, and then opened his eyes.

"Has the wound been treated?" The man looked at the bandage on his chest, remembered the woman from yesterday, and whispered. The man struggled to get up from the sharp pain in his chest, first looked around, but soon found Su Mengwan lying on his side. She took care of me all night yesterday, so she must be exhausted! Thinking of this, the man stretched out his hand and gently pinned the hair in front of Su Mengwan's cheeks.

"Poof! Ha... Ha..."When the man saw the two bloody handprints left by Su Mengwan on his cheeks like a kitten's whiskers, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hiss..." The man gasped because he laughed so violently that he violently touched the wound on his chest. And if the man's smile like this is seen by the people he knows, it is estimated that it should think that it is going to rain red! Because no one has ever seen him laugh at all, and those who know him still think that he is not funny, and he is a cold-blooded and ruthless person by nature!

"What's wrong with you?" Su Mengwan was awakened by the man's laughter, and saw his weird, stupid and funny behavior of gasping violently because of the violent laughter that pulled the wound on his chest, and asked puzzledly, but Su Mengwan was stunned when she saw the man's smile, his smile was really good-looking, maybe he wouldn't get tired of seeing such a smile for a lifetime!

"You have bloody handprints on your face." The man replied truthfully, presumably this should have been left for him to treat his wounds yesterday! When the man thought of this, he suddenly felt a warmth in his heart, and he felt indescribably comfortable.

"Bloody handprints?!" Su Mengwan was surprised when she heard the man's words, and then thought that she seemed to have touched her face with her hand when she saved him before, so she quickly reached out and wiped her face.

"Don't move!" The man said softly, and then reached out and rubbed his thumb against Su Mengwan's cheeks. But this moment made the man feel so familiar, as if he had rubbed his cheeks like this for someone. Knock knock... At this time, Su Mengwan could only hear her heart beating violently like a drum, and she could no longer hear any sound from the outside world. This is the only time Su Mengwan has had such close contact with a man in her life, but it is not her dream, this is her first time in reality, and it is also with such a peerless and handsome man.

"That's it!" After a while, the man whispered, but for Su Mengwan, this time felt as if she had experienced a century for her.

"Oh! Thank you! You haven't eaten yet, it's not good for your wound to heal, I'll go get you some food. Su Mengwan felt that after finding the voice, in order to hide her emotions, she left this sentence in a daze, and ran to the kitchen. But the man looked at Su Mengwan's disappearing back and frowned, he didn't understand what was going on just now, he didn't look like himself like this.

"I don't have anything at home, I simply made some porridge, you can drink some!" After a long time, Su Mengwan walked up to the man with a bowl of porridge and said.

"Okay." The man said softly.

"Ahh It's over, it's over! I'm going to be late again! Yesterday I didn't go to the newspaper office or ask for leave! If I'm late today, that bald old editor will definitely fire me. When Su Mengwan saw the clock at the head of her bed, she suddenly let out a desperate scream.

"You're a journalist?" The man asked when he heard Su Mengwan's words.

"yes." Su Mengwan replied with a sad face.

"Good job, I'm sure you'll be a good journalist in the future." The man said softly to Su Mengwan, and the dark and bright eyes were like a bottomless pit, although Su Mengwan could see his reflection in it, but he couldn't see his meaning clearly.

"Thank you I will, because it's my dream!"

"Yes. Go for it! If you are a journalist with a dream, I don't think your editor-in-chief will fire you. The man said gently.

"Yes! But I can't leave you alone, and this porridge..."Su Mengwan was embarrassed.

"You put the porridge here, I'll drink it myself, I feel that my body is fine, you can go with confidence!" The man said again.

"Okay, then I'll go, you must drink the porridge! I'll be back early in the evening and bring you something to eat! After Su Mengwan finished speaking, she quickly ran out of the house and rushed to the newspaper office. Looking at Su Mengwan's departing back, the man gently picked up the porridge next to him and drank it, and the porridge that entered his stomach was warm, and then the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a good-looking smile.

"The young marshal's subordinates are late, and the young marshal is asked to surrender." Several handsome-looking men broke into Su Mengwan's home and said to a man lying on the bed due to his injuries, yes, this injured man was the person Su Mengwan saved yesterday.

"Tell me what's going on!" The man on the bed had completely lost the gentleness he had for Su Mengwan just now, and the cold air emitted from Zhou's body could freeze people to death.

"Back to the young marshal, a few of my subordinates searched for a long time yesterday according to the code left by the young marshal and found your traces, and then it rained heavily, and everything had already been washed away, if it wasn't for the young marshal who issued the code just now, it would be impossible for the subordinates to find you the young marshal now." A handsome man replied.

"Didn't find it? Could it be that ... Where is the adjutant now? I saw that the dark eyes of the man on the bed suddenly flashed, and he said.

"Young Marshal Hui, after you were plotted yesterday, the adjutant has already traced a trace of the plot against your gang, and now he is investigating the matter." The man said again.

"Oh? In that case, let's not miss this good show, let's go back! The man on the bed said.

"Yes." As he spoke, several men stepped forward to help the man on the bed up.

"By the way, you'll go to the poster office in a while to do something." The man on the bed ordered.

"Yes, young marshal." The man received the order and said.

"Goodbye, little reporter!" The man on the bed said softly as he walked out of Su Mengwan's house.