At noon, the sun hung high, and the thick curtains could not block its light, and the afterglow shone on the house full of affection.

Yan Ya woke up, his eyes were clear in an instant, and he remembered before he fainted...... Murder overflows the eyes......

"Hmm......" The slight moan regained Yan Ya's senses, and when he looked sideways, the little man was curled up tightly, naked, with shocking traces, and bright red blood on the sheets, telling him what a terrible thing he had done.

Yan Ya, who didn't know what tears were, slipped a tear from the corner of his eye.

She did it for him.

She came back, disappeared for half a month, and came back when he needed help.

Yan Ya carefully picked up Changwu and put it in the bathtub, washed her body, and saw at a glance the seven and eight vertical scars on her right arm, which were very miserable, and her fair skin was frighteningly red.

It's a burn!

Yan Ya remembered what the old guy said.

The woman who hit his head with anger and hurt him!

Yan Ya carefully cleaned Changwu's body, found a medicine box, and treated the broken treasures with tenderness, and applied medicine little by little, almost using up a bottle of potion.

Yan Ya's heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe, staring at the sleeping person, the black shadow under his eyelids, maybe he was tired, he slept very deeply, his gaze moved down, and he fell on the lip of the bite mark, and a fire started in his abdomen for no reason.

Bastard! Yan Ya slapped himself, sobered himself up, and went to the balcony with his mobile phone.

When he called, the person on the bed opened her eyes, and when she picked her up from Yan Ya, she woke up, but she was ashamed and scared, so that she didn't dare to wake up.

Last night, she had no choice but to use herself as an antidote to relieve Yan Ya's discomfort.

Changwu was afraid that he would dislike her and take advantage of the danger.

This incident, which was caused by her, was not resolved, giving Vic a chance.

All kinds of emotions are intertwined, and she can't withstand the signs of physical exhaustion, she hasn't had a good rest for half a month, and the strong training level plus yesterday's exercise made her faint and fall asleep again.

When Yan Ya learned that someone had taken the lead in solving Vic and had acquired Namio, the first thing he thought of was Changwu.

Lying on the bed, he hugged the person into his arms, and his handsome face was deeply helpless.

My wife is so powerful, it seems that he is so useless......

Changwu slept until night, what caught her eyes was a strong chest, and her indifferent little face was faintly flushed, if the eight men who had been tortured for half a month saw her like this, they would definitely bow their heads to the ground.

Yan Ya noticed that Changwu had woken up, and was worried about whether she was hungry and missed her little woman's shyness.

"Hungry?" Yan Yarou asked.

Changwu nodded lightly and slowly moved her position, her stomach was empty now.

Yan Ya hurriedly got out of bed to order food, and the hotel quickly sent a bowl of porridge up.

"Come, drink." Yan Ya blew and stretched out his hand to feed Changwu.

Half-lying Changwu, a little uncomfortable and slightly opened her mouth, warm currents flowed in, her stomach felt better, she made sure several times, Yan Ya did not have anger, disgust, bad expression, but was very gentle.

Changwu can't say how he feels, and in the face of him, his decisive temperament will always lead to gains and losses.

In his thoughts, a bowl of porridge went down, Changwu slid down after eating, and his eyes were half squinted pleasantly, and the pain in his body surged up, and he couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong?" Yan Ya, who had been staring at the villain, frowned and asked worriedly.

Changwu exhaled lightly and smiled lightly, "It's okay." ”

"Does it hurt?"

Yan Ya directly pressed Changwu's shoulder, checked her right hand, and made sure that there was no bleeding, so she was a little relieved.

"I'm fine, I'm just afraid of pain." Enjoy the long turnip of care, and half-shy to say about your weaknesses.