Turning around, she didn't look at his face, even though her heart was overflowing with sadness, but she had to go.

"Tang Wanning—"

Behind her, Tang Beichen's call stopped her, she didn't look back, just stood in place, the wound hidden in her pocket hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, but she still insisted on enduring.

Tang Beichen's dark eyes looked at her back with cold hatred: "In the future, I will always look at you, remember!" ”

"Whatever you want, there's nothing else to say, I'm leaving!" Tang Wanning resolutely walked out, opened the door, and left the ward.

****

Sitting in the car, she stared ahead in a daze, her gaze unfocused.

Isn't it that she can't let go of him in her heart, she thought that he could rationally sort out their feelings, and in the future, they would return to the bridge, and the road would return to the road, and they would each find new happiness, but she was wrong, such a cruel and ruthless man, stupid and hopeless, so hopeless, and refused to let go.

The scene in front of her blurred, and it was a long time before she realized that tears had fallen.

Pulling out a tissue, she calmly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, exhaled, and started the car.

****

When I returned to Ou's house, as soon as I walked into the house, I was surrounded by strong heating as if I had walked into spring.

I walked straight upstairs from the vestibule and into the room.

Ou Muye was not inside, she took off her heavy coat, walked into the locker room and changed into comfortable cotton home clothes, the wound that was handled at will in her palm was pulled, and she couldn't help but hiss.

There was really a lot of blood just now, and she didn't dare to look at the open wound, so she tied it with a handkerchief, and then it stopped bleeding.

She considered whether or not to let the maid bring up the medicine box and retreat the wound, no matter how terrible the wound was, it was better than leaving it to get worse.

Walking outside, just picked up the phone and wanted to dial the heart, the door of the room opened, and Ou Muye came in from outside.

He was wearing a burgundy loose sweater, which was very bewitching.

"I'm back!" Closing the door, he walked towards her.

"Well, just got back." Tang Wanning put down the phone and quietly hid her injured hand behind her.

Ou Muye's eyes are notoriously sharp, and he caught her small movements in an instant: "What's wrong with your hand?" ”

What kind of eyes does this guy have, it's X-rays built-in.

He asked, she had to take out her hand, and said: "I was shopping just now, there is a shop being renovated, I accidentally tripped over a wooden strip placed on the side of the road when I passed by the door, you said it was unlucky, there happened to be a knife next to it, so I pressed it." ”

Because she was lying, her expression was inexplicably exaggerated, as if this would hide that she was lying.

Ou Muye listened to her carefully, and he knew at a glance that she was lying, and this little woman had no talent for lying.

Without exposing her, he walked up to her and took her hand: "Let me see." ”

"It's scary, don't look at it." Tang Wanning put her hand back.

"Don't move!" Ou Muye pressed her shoulder, then picked up the phone, dialed a button, and simply ordered: "Take the medicine box to the room upstairs." ”

He put down the phone and took her hand and sat down in a chair.

Tang Wanning sat down very softly and obediently, perhaps because she told a lie, she was somewhat empty.

After a while, the maid brought up a medical kit.

Ou Muye untied the handkerchief very gently, the wound was stuck with the handkerchief, and he had to tear it open to deal with the wound, and he slowly separated it little by little with great patience, and the side face that was engrossed was so exciting.

Seeing that she seemed to shrink her hand, he immediately stopped: "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt," Tang Wanning shook her head, and warmth flowed through her heart.

"Then I'll continue," Ou Muye picked up the water and leaned against her wound to wash away the bloodstains, and then pressed it lightly with a towel to absorb the water on it, and then dipped it in red potion with a cotton swab: "It will hurt a little when you apply it, you bear with it." ”

"Come on, I'm not afraid of pain." Tang Wanning looked very tough.

The cotton swab touched her wound lightly, and she couldn't help but shake it in pain.

"He also said that he was not afraid of pain." Ou Muye had a slight smile on his face.

She stiffened her head: "I shivered because I was cold, not because of pain." ”

Ou Muye hugged her between his legs, hugged her from behind, wrapped her in his arms in all directions, and rested his head on her shoulder: "It's not cold this way." ”

His warm chest, the fresh and continuous heat, and the hot body attached to her hips all made her heart flutter, her heart beat faster, and she couldn't think at all, and she felt that her body was getting hotter and hotter, as if something was burning.

She didn't dare to move, especially from the waist down, and his place seemed to have changed.

"Alright."

"Huh?" Tang Wanning was frightened by his voice, looked back at his fingers, and realized that he didn't know when, he had already bandaged them: "So fast!" ”

"What, do you still want me to bandage you a little longer?" Ou Muye nodded her nose and smiled evilly: "Little woman, are you thinking about something in your head?" ”

Tang Wanning blushed: "I don't have it," she gestured to stand up.

He grabbed her waist and pressed her back into place: "I didn't say anything, how do you know if there isn't?" ”

Let the hard somewhere suddenly make her blush, she struggled to get up, but the more she struggled, the more she rubbed, and she panicked even more: "I'm a little thirsty, I'm going to drink water." ”

"The water is right in front of you, you don't have to stand up and drink it." Ou Muye's voice was hoarse, caressing her waist, her eyes were blurred, and her breath wandered around her neck.

"I ,,, I want to drink hot!" Tang Wanning's tongue was knotted.

"I have it hot, do you want it?" Ou Muye turned her head, sent her thin lips, and seduced her: "Do you want to try the taste!" ”

"No, I-"

Before she finished her refusal, she was kissed by him, and it was still a domineering strong kiss.

How could he allow others to refuse.

A whirling kiss made Tang Wanning not even have the strength to resist, his kiss was so deep and lingering, dominating the pace of everything.

Therefore, there is no strong kiss that can't be done in this world, only a male protagonist who is not handsome enough.

He kissed her enough and let go of her lips: "Still thirsty?" ”

"No, I'm not thirsty," Tang Wanning said hurriedly, looking at his eyes up close, she almost fell in and couldn't swim out, it was so beautiful, like the ocean, like the vast universe, far away, thorough.

"Are you sure?" He spat at her, and the more panicked she was, the more he wanted to tease her.

"I'm sure!"

"Not sure, huh?"

"No, I said I'm — sure — sure!" Tang Wanning corrected it, and he was in the hands of applause, but he didn't know it.