Chu Nanfeng was lying on the bed, tilting his head to look at her. There was not much expression on his handsome face, but there was an indescribable feeling of weakness.
At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the time when she first met him, when he was lying on the bed pretending to be unconscious.
The difference is that he is sober now, and he deserves to be where he is now!
She sat on the edge of the soft couch and tugged her red lips: "Chu Nanfeng, are you suffering from Alzheimer's disease or amnesia? You were injured because you attacked the patient and were beaten out of sight. The current situation is called retribution. You still want me to apply medicine to you, are you thinking too much?"
"Then why are you buying medicine?"
"...I'm afraid that if something happens to you, you'll take the opportunity to retaliate against us! How can a person as powerful and asshole as you be offended by ordinary people like us?"
He nodded calmly: "Since you know that I am so narrow-minded, I will definitely not do good things after I recover. If you don't treat me well now, I won't really treat you after I recover."
"Ha, then I should stab you now! This way, I don't have to worry about you getting better."
"Then if you come, I won't struggle."
"..."
Sure enough, he is sick.
The question is how did she talk to a psycho for so long? If we continue talking, she is afraid that she will go crazy first!
She glared at him and said viciously: "Chu Nanfeng, give up on your stubbornness! I won't give you any medicine. It's best to hurt you to death, then I'll be happy."
"If that's the case, I won't be happy."
His head was lying squarely on the pillow, looking upward and no longer looking at her: "It is indeed inconvenient for me to move now, but it is quite easy to arrange for the people under me to do something. You say, I will do something What’s good?”
She felt suffocated, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
If it had been six years ago, Lin Qingge was sure that he was just saying it casually.
Now she was not sure, he seemed to be a person who could do anything.
There is no moral bottom line and no rules for doing things.
As long as you want to do it, just do it. As for the consequences it will have on others after doing it, it is completely outside the scope of his consideration.
This situation made her dare not respond casually.
As if aware of her inner uneasiness, he chuckled: "Qingge, it's just a topical medicine. You have seen what happened to me just now. You also know whether the current injury is an act. Even if it is. It’s just a pretense, isn’t it clear to you at a glance?”
She didn't say anything for a long time, and he suddenly sighed softly: "That's right, you didn't even look at me back then. Now that I'm injured, it's good that you didn't throw away and leave. Oh, no. You You stayed not because of me, but because of the man with the broken leg. Apparently, he is very important to you."
"What bad idea do you have again?" Her alarm bells rang loudly in her heart, and she immediately asked.
This time, he ignored her and lay there quietly as if asleep.
How is it possible to fall asleep instantly?
Lin Qingge knew clearly that he didn't answer on purpose, but the uneasiness in his heart was completely unstoppable.
Finally she sighed silently, got up and walked over.
He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and it really felt like he was asleep.
At this time, he didn't have the sharp aura on his body just now, especially when he closed his eyes, it seemed that all the evil was sealed away. Coupled with that handsome face, the whole person's temperament is much softer.
But she knew in her heart that this was all an illusion.
She felt embarrassed to say how many bad things he had done in the past few days.
Glancing at the ointment he put on the bedside, she reached out and lifted the quilt, ready to unbuckle his belt.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her fingers touched his belt, his wrists were clasped by him, and then a strong force hit her. She lay on top of him and heard a low groan from him.
Having been with him for so long, she naturally knew that he was an extremely tolerant person.
If you scream now, it must be really painful.
"Do you know it hurts?" She said with bad intentions, "Why don't you let go? If you keep making trouble, it might hurt even more. Otherwise, I will help you press the injured area."
She made a fist with her right hand and waved it above his head, obviously not just pressing it.
He hugged her waist and still didn't open his eyes: "Qingge, do you really like that person that much?"
ah?
Lin Qingge was a little confused and couldn't understand the meaning of his words.
When he didn't get an answer from her, he continued to ask: "Is Lu Zhiang so good?"
"..."
She really didn't expect that he cared so much about this matter.
He's obviously married to someone else, so what's the point of saying this now?
Couldn't he just want to show off his passion and make her willingly be his wife?
Suddenly feeling very funny, she spoke in a nonchalant manner: "The question of whether it is good or not is a matter of opinion. When it comes to achievements, he is definitely not as high as you. In fact, at this point, there are few people in the world. Can I compare to you personally? You can't think all girls like you just because of this, right? We know very well that no matter how good you are, some people will like you very much."
"Didn't you like me very much before?"
Why do we have to discuss this maddening issue?
She closed her eyes and lay on him, hearing his steady heartbeat, and for a moment she felt like they were back to the past.
But their past, his wife... everything made their futures become parallel lines with no possibility of intersecting.
She chuckled softly and swallowed all the bitterness into her throat: "You also said it, it was all before. Now, what do we like about each other? As for Lu Zhiang, he is absolutely not good at all. After all, there is one thing that you are better than Not available."
"What?"
"He is not married and has no wife at home."
He sneered: "Because of this? There are many people who can do this."
"But there are not many people who can not bow their heads to you. He really shocked me today. He is not a weak-minded young man who looks weak on the surface, but he is still very bloody in his heart."
Chu Nanfeng snorted and said nothing.
Lin Qingge didn't pay attention. He sat up, pulled open his belt, and took off his clothes neatly without any shyness or embarrassment.
There are no men or women in the doctor's eyes. He is just a patient now.
She told herself silently in her heart, but her eyes still unconsciously swept over his strong chest, abdominal muscles, and then to the mermaid line that sank into his groin...
"Do you think it looks good? Qingge, don't you want to touch it?"
The man's voice was teasing and a bit bewitching. She silently raised her hand to meet his smiling face, and then unexpectedly slapped him on the shoulder blade!
