"Mr. Luther, please take care of yourself when you have time. You don't need to worry about other people's affairs." Mu Ning and Song Heng hurriedly helped Gu Zhiyin away.
She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, the words coming out of Luther's mouth would irritate Gu Zhiyin.
Riel clenched his fists for Luther, "Mr. Luther, do you want to stop them?"
"No, I can't keep it."
Luther looked at Mu Ning's decisive back, covered his chest and coughed twice, his eyes gradually turning red.
Riel helped him up, "Mr. Luther, let me find you a doctor."
Luther pushed him away, "Bring the medicine box and go out and guard it."
Riel did not dare to disobey the order, so he took the medicine box and stood hesitantly in the room. He saw Luther pulling open his collar. Blood was oozing from the wound that Mu Ning had shot him last time.
Riel frowned, turned around and went out.
After a long time, the music of the villa sounded again, more wildly and sadly than before.
…
Mu Ning took Gu Zhiyin home and invited the family doctor to come over.
Gu Zhiyin sat on the sofa in the bedroom, closing his eyes silently, while the doctor slowly pushed up his trouser legs.
Mu Ning saw the hideous scars left by the surgery, and the bruises and swelling on his knees.
She looked away with slightly hot eyes.
"This leg is so good, but why did it get like this again? If it were more serious, it would lead to hidden diseases." When the doctor applied medicine and massage to him, he remained silent and his face was pale and cold.
He was given a pain-relieving injection and after treatment, Mu Ning sent the doctor to remove him.
When he turned around and went back upstairs, he met Song Heng.
"What's going on tonight?"
"Two senior officials were arrested and involved in some LM projects. Mr. Gu went to deal with it..."
Song Heng spoke in a cryptic way, and Mu Ning understood what was going on.
"Who did it?"
Song Heng: "There are suspects, but no evidence."
"The man who kidnapped me has a daughter who was kidnapped by the mastermind behind this incident. You must send someone to find her and rescue her."
"If we find his daughter, we can use the kidnapping case to prove the crime."
Song Heng nodded, "I understand."
After this torment for most of the night, Mu Ning asked Song Heng to go back.
She went upstairs and opened the door to the room, and saw Gu Zhiyin sitting on the sofa and falling asleep.
She walked over lightly, reached the sofa, and bent down to wake him up, "Gu Zhiyin, wake up."
Suddenly her wrist was grabbed and she fell onto the sofa.
She lay on top of Gu Zhiyin, afraid of crushing him, and struggled to get up, but was pressed in front of her hot chest with a force.
Mu Ning was wrapped in the strong smell of medicine on his body.
"do not move."
A hoarse voice sounded above her head.
Mu Ning leaned in his arms obediently.
Strong arms wrapped around her back, and after a moment of silence, Mu Ning's chin was lifted, and her soft lips were blocked.
"Well."
The Adam's apple rolled on the side of her face.
Her little hand was caught by the slightly cold big hand and wrapped tightly in the palm.
The more Gu Zhiyin kissed, the more rough he became.
His breath also became hot.
The desires and emotions that he had restrained seemed to have a tendency to explode.
He left Mu Ning's lips, pinched her chin, and kissed her neck when he suddenly froze.
He immediately reached out to turn on the light, and the dark room suddenly became bright.
Mu Ning's face was forcefully pushed aside.
Gu Zhiyin stared at her neck, his breathing getting faster and faster.
Mu Ning didn't know what was wrong.
She turned her eyes and saw Gu Zhiyin's eyes getting redder and redder.
It's a scary blood red color.
Just as she was about to speak, the hand holding her chin suddenly strangled her neck.
"Cough." She coughed briefly, but did not struggle.
Gu Zhiyin's eyes flashed with fierceness.
"Why let him touch it!"
"Why did you let him touch it!!"
"I asked you why you let him touch!!!"
…
Every roar is more frantic than the last.
Mu Ning looked at him losing his mind, his expression always calm.
She stretched out her little hands, held his ghastly face, and looked gently into his eyes.
"I didn't let him touch it. He forced it up."
"Other than that, I haven't touched anything."
"The person he loves is my mother, not me, so he won't touch me."
"He deliberately wants to make you unhappy..."
Mu Ning patiently explained to him.
Her gentle eyes fell straight into his turbulent dark eyes, but the paleness on her face suddenly pierced his heart.
The hand holding Mu Ning slowly let go.
Gu Zhiyin's violent aura dissipated, he lowered his head, stiffly said "I'm sorry", then stood up and staggered out.
The door to the room clicked shut.
Mu Ning's heart also sank.
Damn Luther!
She touched her neck and ran to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, she saw that there was indeed a very faint mark under her left ear.
You can't find it without looking carefully.
But Gu Zhiyin knew every bit about her.
Even if a little pimple pops up, he will know it.
The wound on his neck was bleeding a little, but it wasn't deep, so Mu Ning dealt with it casually.
She took a shower, washed herself fragrantly, put on a nightgown, and walked out of the room.
The study door was closed. Mu Ning went over and knocked on the door, but no one answered.
She pushed the door handle and found it was locked.
Mu Ning guessed that he was afraid of seeing the mark on her neck and couldn't help but hurt her.
She sighed, returned to the room and took out her spare phone. She knew Gu Zhiyin's number by heart, and quickly edited a message to send it.
Then he threw the phone aside, opened the quilt, lay down in it, turned off the lights and went to sleep.
In the study, the only sound in the darkness was rapid and heavy breathing.
The mobile phone screen on the table lit up, and a faint light enveloped the man's gray and silent face.
He glanced at the text message, saw the sender, and clicked to read it.
"You are not allowed to smoke or drink, you are not allowed to blame yourself and sulk, you are not allowed to stay up at night, and you are not allowed to leave me alone in the room!"
Gu Zhiyin's red eyes were frozen, and his body was slightly stiff.
These words were like Mu Ning pointing at his nose and scolding him angrily.
He pulled his lips in anguish, threw the cigarette on his fingertips into the wine glass, turned off the phone with a snap, and lay back in his seat.
…
late at night.
Mu Ning fell asleep unknowingly, and in her daze, a figure approached, and his hot chest pressed against her back.
Her hair was pushed away, and suddenly there was a pain in her neck!
"Well……"
Mu Ning stretched out his hand to push, but his wrist was grabbed hard.
The man's hot palm touched her skin.
His lips were also so warm, moist and soft, and he sucked so hard.
Mu Ning opened his eyes tiredly and murmured softly, "It hurts."
When she cried out in pain for the second time, the man let go and held her tightly in his arms.
"Gu Zhiyin."
"Call husband."
"husband."
"Um."
"I thought you wouldn't come into the room tonight."
"sorry."
Mu Ning sighed softly, "Sleep well."
Gu Zhiyin couldn't sleep, his body was hot and he was holding back his emotions.
The aura was very strong and enveloped Mu Ning.
He gasped twice in her ear, couldn't restrain himself, and lifted up her skirt.
His fingers hooked her smaller piece and pulled it down.
Mu Ning only felt the hot skin pressing against her.
