Pulling the quilt to cover Huo Yunting, Qiao Anmu felt a faint pain in her back.

She moved her sore shoulders slightly, it was very cool when she fought, and the punishment came after the fight, and her sore arms hurt a little uncomfortably.

Looking down, I saw that Huo Yunting was sleeping a little restlessly, his picturesque eyebrows and eyes were frowning into Sichuan characters, and his head shook from time to time, as if he was in pain.

Qiao Anmu sighed faintly, what can I do, medically speaking, he is psychologically ill, and from life, he lacks love.

Poor beautiful boy brother.

She couldn't help but sit on the edge of the bed, her white fingers gently caressing between his eyebrows, trying to soothe the uneasiness in his heart.

Xu is familiar aura lingered around, and there was a soft and gentle feeling between his eyebrows, Huo Yunting's eyebrows gradually stretched, and his breathing became more even.

The next morning, the gentle sunlight poured into the window, pouring warmth throughout the room.

Huo Yunting slowly opened his eyes and saw that it was already bright outside the window.

He was a little shocked to find himself lying on the soft big bed, he actually fell asleep last night.

He suddenly remembered that his last memory of the previous night was in the bath, and now he was in bed, and he had slept comfortably all night.

After a good night's sleep, he felt his whole body full of strength.

He remembered, his fingers moved, and he found that his left hand seemed to be holding the hand that had been soft.

Looking at it suddenly, what caught my eye was a quiet sleeping face.

Qiao Anmu was already very beautiful, and when she fell asleep, she opened her red lips slightly, cute and quiet.

He looked at the hand he was holding, and it seemed that he had slept here because he had pulled her away last night.

She was the one who brought him out of the bathroom, and he relied on her more than he could have imagined.

But damn like this sense of dependence.

Huo Yunting smiled darkly, and moved his body slightly.

Facing Qiao Anmu sideways, he gently pulled her hand and put it on his waist.

Then, slowly close your eyes.

When Qiao Anmu woke up slowly, she only felt that she was still very sleepy, and she was so warm that she didn't want to get up.

The hand moved slightly, she was stunned, it seemed that something was wrong, where was she, where was the hand, how did she feel that she was holding someone.

suddenly opened his sleepy eyes, and what greeted him was a perfect handsome face.

Under the wide and soft quilt, in broad daylight, she actually blatantly hugged Huo Yunting to sleep.

She closed her eyes, as if she could see those women who admired Huo Yunting chasing her with a 30-meter-long big knife.

She shook her head, and slowly opened her eyes to look at Huo Yunting.

The perfect handsome face softened a lot when she fell asleep, and the tear mole under the narrow peach blossom eyes was particularly cute, especially the ruddy lips, which were fascinating.

Qiao Anmu faced the beauty in front of her and instantly thought about it.

No, no, no, you can't think about it, it's crooked when you think about it, and you can't get it back.

Qiao Anmu saw that Huo Yunting showed no signs of waking up, and gently retracted his hand.

If it weren't for the urgency, he really wanted to appreciate his peerless beauty.

At least she could watch unscrupulously while he was asleep.

However, as soon as his hand moved, Huo Yunting also moved slightly, as if he had found a warm harbor, and the whole person approached Qiao Anmu's arms impartially.

Qiao Anmu stopped all his movements, and even forgot to breathe.

She remembered that when she was about to leave last night, Huo Yunting held her hand tightly, and thought of his pitiful appearance, so she stayed with him. She remembered that she was sitting on the edge of the bed, and how did she climb into someone's bed when she woke up?

Although Huo Yunting is moody and has a very bad temper, her approach is really hooligan.

Why did she ruin the reputation of a beautiful man in the boudoir?

She never did anything like that again.

She moved her body slightly, and just left Huo Yunting a little bit, Qiao Anmu saw Huo Yunting's eyelashes move, she was stunned, is this about to wake up?

Thinking like this, Huo Yunting slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qiao Anmu blankly.

Qiao Anmu: "." Woo woo, she didn't mean to, if she could turn back time, she really didn't want to come here with Huo Yunting.

Huo Yunting looked at her panicked little face, holding back a smile, and insisted on playing with his own ice cube face, not daring to show his feet.

But looking at her guilty and defiled his expression, he really couldn't help but want to laugh.

Usually at this time, a woman always feels that she is at a loss, and when she comes to her, how can it become that he suffers? The moment Qiao Anmu and Huo Yunting made eye contact, her mind was completely clear.

She crawled out of bed, her face flushed and panicked.

Huo Yunting frowned, she still had injuries on her back, and she couldn't pretend to be able to do so, so she quickly got up and got out of bed to help her.

"Why are you doing such a big move, do you still want to get hurt?" His voice was deep and reproachful, but his eyes looked at her distressedly.

"I'm okay, I'm. You were last night." Qiao Anmu was incoherent, she really didn't know how to explain it?

"It's okay, I'll just make a promise!" Huo Yunting spoke with a calm face.

I've never seen this woman who only takes things on her body.

Isn't he responsible?

"Ah" Qiao Anmu looked at him in shock, did she hear something wrong?

"I say, the grace of saving lives is promised by me!" Huo Yunting repeated with a smile.

"Ahaha" Qiao An shook her head into a rattle, "No, no, you're a brother, save you. It should be, I. Go to the toilet. Qiao Anmu ran away after speaking, he couldn't chase him to the toilet.

Huo Yunting looked at her fleeing back, sat on the edge of the bed a little depressed, lowered his eyes slightly, and his gaze sank like water.

After a while, he suddenly smiled to himself, how could he still hope that he could progress to this point, he should be happy.

When breakfast was served, both of them sat at the dining table in full clothes.

Huo Yunting didn't wear a suit, he was wearing a set of white casual clothes, he was very handsome, his posture was clear, he restrained the coldness on his body, and he was young and looked particularly charming and handsome.

Qiao Anmu glanced at him secretly, and hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

After repeating it a few times, Huo Yunting also looked at her directly.

"You can see it if you want, I'll just show you." His faint voice was playful.

Qiao Anmu's little face turned red instantly, she knew that he was attractive, but she didn't need to be so straightforward.

After the two of them finished their breakfast and the utensils were taken away, a female doctor came in.

"President." The woman greeted respectfully.

"Hmm!" Huo Yunting looked at Qiao Anmu, "I'll go back to the room and ask her to help you look at the wound." ”

Qiao Anmu nodded, she had already taken the medicine, the wound would recover quickly, and it would be good to change the gauze.

Huo Yunting got up to leave, and Qiao Anmu took off her coat and asked the doctor to help her treat the wound.