An Chumian was silent for a moment, and smiled a little, "Achen smelled wrong." ”

She snuggled into his arms and became extraordinarily quiet.

The wind blew overhead, and Mo Linchen was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.

"Sleep?"

His heart suddenly panicked, and the emotions revealed in Mo Linchen's eyes seemed to stare at An Chumian from head to toe.

Her clear eyes stared at Mo Linchen.

Mianmian has never behaved so abnormally!

Mo Linchen's dark eyes made waves, "Mianmian was bullied?" ”

Her clothes were slightly wrinkled.

When An Chumian returned to the villa just now, the horror in his eyes was still in his eyes.

Mo Linchen sniffed the smell of blood on the tip of his nose, and his face was gloomy.

An Chumian shook his head, "Achen is my backing, who dares to bully Mianmian." ”

Mo Linchen was not calm, because An Chumian had never been so active, and he was not even willing to end the kiss.

He clenched his hands and turned white, and quickly carried An Chumian back to the bedroom.

"Sleep and undress."

An Chumian was stunned for a moment, covered the placket of his clothes, and showed shyness, "Achen, I just came home from school." ”

Mo Linchen didn't listen to her answer, grabbed An Chumian's arm, took off her coat, and saw that her sleeves had been torn.

The sleeve was torn, and a bloody streak came into the eye.

"Who did it?"

Mo Linchen's face was not gloomy, and his tone was as cold as hell.

An Chumian looked at the small blood stains, and the bullets grazed her, causing her to suffer a small injury.

She didn't know who did it......

An Chumian didn't dare to tell the truth.

I don't want Mo Linchen to wonder how she escaped back.

If Mianmian wasn't a little soft cat, Achen would be at ease again.

Mo Linchen's gaze fell on An Chumian's arm, his eyes were oozing traces of distress, and his inky black pupils were filled with a thick murderous aura.

However, because of the face of An Chusian, his tone was calm.

"Mianmian, I'll call the doctor."

An Chumian wanted to say that this little injury didn't need a doctor at all.

But Mo Linchen had already left the bedroom.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the sweaty medical team walked in solemnly.

"What's wrong with Miss?"

An Chumian lay on the bed and shook his arm.

"No, it's a wound."

Mo Linchen stared at An Chumian deeply, his face was slightly cold, and he glanced at the slow medical team, "Don't let her hurt." ”

The medical team nodded hurriedly and looked solemnly at An Chumian's wound.

After a while, some doctors sighed, "It's indeed a little more serious than the last menstrual period......

They broke their legs, so they specialized in solving this kind of small injury, and the medical team couldn't help but wonder if it was a mosquito biting a bag in the future, and Mo Linchen would call them over.

The doctor put a microtraumatic mouth sticker on An Chumian, and looked at Mo Linchen solemnly, "Miss should pay extra attention in the past two days, and try to be careful when taking a bath." ”

An Chumian wanted to laugh when she heard it, and this group of doctors was telling her all the time, as if she had accidentally hung up.

Suddenly, An Chumian lost her face, she had one day left in her life, and she could hang up at any time.

I don't know if I can make up for it with traditional health.

One of the doctors looked a little strange.

"Sir, there's one more thing... I want to tell you ......"

He was a little hesitant to say it directly in the bedroom.

Mo Linchen's dark eyes were dripping with coolness, this matter was about sleeping......

Outside the bedroom.

The doctor took a deep breath, "I suspect that the wound on Miss An's arm was caused by a bullet. ”

Mo Linchen's pupils shrank, and his face seemed to be covered with cold, endless haze.

Someone actually wanted to kill his sleep!?