This intense .... It lasted until the second half of the night.

He had a wound on his waist, and when the wound opened, faint traces of blood oozed through his white bedclothes.

But the man didn't feel any pain at all, and was still attacking on his own.

Shen Zuihuan was still gently stroking his smooth back.

As I slid down, I suddenly felt a touch of dampness.

She had some doubts in her heart, and her palms paused.

Squinting through the cold light of the moon reflected outside the window

I saw a dazzling red at the fingertips of the green onions.

Her face turned white with fright.

I want to push the person on my body to get him medicine.

But at this time, Gu Changce was willing to let go of her.

Fang just learned that Shen Zuihuan liked him for many years.

I don't know if she deliberately tested her mind for herself, or deliberately made inches.

He rarely softened his voice and begged her: "... Shen Huanhuan ....."

The man's usually cold and dark eyes were now lustful, and a bewildering wet red appeared at the end of the eyes.

Looks pathetic.

Shen Zuihuan relented for a while.

In the end, he was lured by him to be ridiculous all night

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Early the next morning, it was just dawn.

When Liu He was hurriedly called over to change Gu Changce's dressing, the whole person was terrified.

He said in his heart that after such a long time, it stands to reason that the wound has long since scabbed.

Why is it now cracked again?

What the hell is going on.

With this in mind, he reached out and pushed open the door in front of him, stepping over the high threshold.

When he raised his eyes and looked over, he saw that Gu Changce's black hair was now scattered, and his clothes were even more scattered.

One long leg is half-propped, and the posture is quite leisurely and lazy reclining on the couch.

And Shen Zuihuan was standing on the edge of the couch with a cold little face, staring at him obliquely.

Saw someone come in.

Like a frightened kitten, it jumps out quickly.

As if in a hurry to distance himself from the man on the couch,

After calling him "Mr. Liu", he pursed his lips. Not a word.

And Gu Changce gently tugged at the placket on his chest without changing his face.

Liu He smiled on his face, nodded to Shen Zuihuan, and responded politely, but his heart sank

He knew that Gu Changce told Shen Zuihuan the truth last night, but he didn't know what they specifically said.

Could it be that it can't be.... Last night, Mrs. Sister-in-law beat him up because she was too angry?

Liu He secretly thought in his heart, judging from the degree of connivance of Jing An to Shen Zuihuan.

Even if Shen Zuihuan wanted to give him two knives, he was afraid that he would only willingly hand her the knife.

Thinking like this, Liu Hehe can be said to be in a heavy mood.

When he walked up to him, he lifted the white bedrobe on Gu Changce's body and saw the cracked scars.

His face became even more solemn.

Liu He and the other side moved neatly to wrap around the gauze covering his friend's body.

While looking closely.

I saw that the man on the couch was still like on weekdays, with a solemn and cold appearance, and he couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger.

Liu He couldn't see anything.

So his eyes quietly moved to Shen Zuihuan on the side.

She had been smiling at everyone since she lost her memory, but today she stood aside with a cold little face, looking a little angry.

It looks like an expression that is indistinguishable from amnesia.

Liu He trembled slightly with the movements of his hands, and the strength he used unconsciously increased.

There were inconspicuous traces of blood oozing from the clean gauze.

Gu Changce's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at him.

But I saw that Liu He and his eyes were filled with a bit of sorrow and pity.

He lowered his eyes, a little unclear.