Loved by billions: Warm married wife is a bit sweet

The sound of footsteps is not Gu Tingshen's.

A few seconds later, the sound of footsteps stopped beside her, Jiang Xiqian's eyebrows twitched, and after giving himself a strong psychological construction, he suddenly opened his eyes——

Zhong Wannian stood in front of her wearing a retro gown, his face was slightly pale, he bowed slightly to her, and called, "Miss Jiang, are you awake?"

Jiang Xiqian was overcompensated and sat up from the sofa in fright, with a pale face, "You, who are you?"

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Zhong Wannian's bewildered face.

Did she just not remember him, or did she simply lose her memory?
Amnesia or something, probably not.

Her gunshot wound was on her chest, but she didn't hurt her brain. How could she lose her memory?

That is, I don't remember him at all.

Thinking of this, Zhong Wannian showed a motherly smile and explained, "Miss Jiang, I am Zhong Wannian from Jinxiu Garden, do you remember?"

Jiang Xiqian calmed down, only to realize that the other person was quite normal. Although his face was a little pale, it was not as pale as paper as described in horror movies.

I glanced at the ground again, um, there was a shadow, so it was definitely not a ghost.

Only then did Jiang Xiqian touch the cold sweat on his forehead, but he swallowed nervously, "Butler Zhong, are you alright?"

After seeing her series of expressions and movements, Zhong Wannian finally understood that it wasn't that she didn't remember him, but that she regarded him as A Piao.

No wonder.

If it wasn't for his good luck that day, when he was washed to the beach by the waves, and the fourth master saw him and picked him up, he might have become a veritable Ah Piao right now.

Zhong Wannian was a little dumbfounded, "Thanks to you and Fourth Master, I'm fine."

Jiang Xiqian looked at Zhong Wannian's embarrassed expression and felt sorry.

But it can't be her fault. Who told Gu Tingshen to tell her about Naihe Bridge at that time?

It was obvious to scare her.

Jiang Xiqian was complaining about Gu Tingshen in her heart, but Gu Tingshen had already brought over the thin blanket, seeing her sitting up all by herself, his face changed instantly.

He glanced at Jiang Xiqian's chest and saw that blood was already oozing from his clothes. He hurriedly threw the blanket on the sofa, and then told Zhong Wannian, "Uncle Zhong, go and carry the medicine box to the guest room." go."

Only then did Zhong Wannian realize that something was wrong, and ran towards the cabin where the medicine box was placed while answering, "Okay, fourth master, don't worry, I'll go right away."

"Why are you so nervous?" After Jiang Xiqian finished speaking, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if a wound was being pulled.

When she lowered her head, she saw that the white T-shirt on her chest was dyed bright red.

It seems that she just sat up too much and tore the wound.

Speaking of which, her reflex arc was really unusually long, and it took so long to feel the pain.

The pain distorted her face.

Just as Jiang Xiqian was about to adjust her sitting posture, Gu Tingshen held her shoulders and shouted, "Don't move!"

Immediately afterwards, Gu Tingshen carefully carried her into the guest room and put her on the bed.

Although he was very careful, the blood in Jiang Xiqian's chest continued to seep out.

Her face turned pale at a visible speed!

Zhong Wannian quickly brought the medicine box over.

He put the medicine box by Gu Tingshen's hand, opened the medicine box, then stepped back silently, and closed the door of the guest room.

Just as Gu Tingshen was about to raise her hand to take off Jiang Xiqian's shirt, Jiang Xiqian saw his intention, and she protected her shirt with vigilance, "What do you want?"

This girl, waking up is not as easy to deal with as when she was in a coma.

The wound was bleeding, but he was still so vigilant.

Gu Tingshen took out the gauze from the medicine box and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and explained in a good-tempered manner, "I can't help you treat the wound through the clothes, can I?"

Embarrassed!

"But you, you can't take it off either. Take off my clothes, so you'll see all of me?" Jiang Xi stammered with a blushing face.

The light is too harsh.

It is estimated that her face was photographed as a braised shrimp.

Gu Ting looked at her flushed face in silence, then said in a normal way, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."

Gee!
Listening to his tone, Jiang Xiqian was afraid that he would say something next, 'Why are you so reserved after you've touched it? ’, commanded him immediately, “You, you go and turn off the light first.”

Gu Tingshen was quite helpless, the little girl was thin-skinned, and if she was to lie in front of him with her naked upper body stretched out, she might be awkward.

He followed her and got up quickly to turn off all the lights in the room.

The room fell into brief darkness.

Then, the watery moonlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, sprinkling the tranquility and tenderness of the room.

Gu Ting went back to the sofa and sat beside her, his deep voice added a bit of tenderness and ambiguity under the faint moonlight, "Is it all right?"

Jiang Xiqian didn't expect the moonlight to be so bright tonight, but no matter how bright it was, it was better than the glaring light.

The wound was still oozing blood, and she kept trembling in pain.

She had to deal with it, and she couldn't deal with it by herself, so she could only whisper in resignation, "Take it easy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xiqian suddenly realized that this conversation——

Why does it seem that it is easy to make people associate with certain aspects?
Sure enough, someone's low-pitched laughter sounded out suddenly, and it sounded like she was connoting her, "I used to scare you too hard, so you want to break up with me?"

This stinky bastard!
Anger tore her apart.

But her wound hurt badly, and she had to accept his touch with a blushing face.

Gu Ting put his hands on the edge of her blouse and helped her roll up the T-shirt bit by bit.

At this moment, Jiang Xiqian's attention was all on the pain of the tearing wound, but she didn't resist anymore.

To Gu Tingshen, this was cruel and inhuman torture.

He tried his best not to touch her skin, and even turned his head away from looking at her, so as not to let himself have any dirty thoughts, or even do embarrassing things.

But no matter how hard he tried, as the clothes gradually rolled up, his cool fingertips would still touch her inadvertently.

The soft touch made his whole body stiff, his Adam's apple could not help rolling, and the lingering and unspeakable images flashed across his mind instantly.

Jiang Xiqian noticed that his movements had stopped suddenly, and saw a thin layer of sweat on his forehead through the moonlight coming in through the window, and was taken aback immediately, "What's wrong with you?"

Gu Ting came back to his senses, curled his fingertips slightly and continued to take off her blouse, then glanced at her casually, but said in a heartbreakingly hoarse voice, "It's nothing."

His deep and seductive voice swirled in the closed space, and the moonlight, as gentle as water, fell on his heroic face, inexplicably reminding Jiang Xiqian of that night that made her sink.

That night, he also used such a low and charming voice to linger in her ear over and over again: "Baby."

In the silence where the drop of a needle can be heard, even the breathing of each other began to become ambiguous.

His slightly cold fingertips seemed to have some kind of magical power, and the wound that had been torn and pulled on her became numb, and he couldn't feel much pain.

"Hmm," she couldn't help moaning comfortably.

Following her low moan, Gu Tingshen's originally relaxed body suddenly tensed up, and even his face turned black, "Don't make a sound!"

An indescribable image just flashed through Jiang Xiqian's mind, and he inevitably felt a little guilty, "Can you stop being so domineering? My wound is so painful that I can't even scream?"

Because of her guilty conscience, her voice was a little low, and it sounded like she was aggrieved.

Gu Ting took a deep breath and gradually said, "I don't mean that."

There was an awkward silence between each other.

Jiang Xiqian's top was completely taken off. Because of the wound, she didn't wear any underwear underneath. The wound was covered with gauze, and the rest was directly exposed to the air.

She wished she could bury her head in the soil, curled up her toes in shame and anger, but couldn't say anything.

Yishi Qinghui covered her porcelain-white body with a hazy veil, as holy as a moon goddess, making no one dare to desecrate her.

But this goddess once tactfully entertained him under him, and accepted his most primitive and vigorous desires, so how could he not be distracted?

The more holy she was, the more evil thoughts filled his heart.

Seeing that the rampaging beast in his body was about to come out of the cage, Gu Ting shook his head violently.

What is he thinking?
The little girl's wound was still oozing blood, how could he be thinking wildly at this time?
If you really want to, you have to wait——

Jiang Xiqian didn't know what kind of ideological struggle he had gone through before he could resist the idea of ​​eating her up and treating her wound without changing his expression.

She just felt that this guy had surprisingly good self-control, she was exposed in front of him so beautifully and deliciously, and he didn't even bat an eyelid, and he treated her wound in a serious manner.

Although they had already broken up, they still felt so uncomfortable being ignored.

After finally helping her heal the wound and put her clothes back on, Gu Tingshen's forehead was covered with thin sweat, shining brightly in the moonlight.

Jiang Xiqian gently stroked the freshly treated wound, but it still hurt a little. She frowned, squinted at him, and asked, "Are you hot?"

Gu Tingshen ignored her, and covered her tightly with a thin quilt, then got up and turned on the light, then stood by the bed, and said to her condescendingly, "Uncle Zhong will come to clean up later, you should rest first .”

Jiang Xi looked sideways at the gauze and cotton swabs piled up in the trash can, and asked in a strange way, "Then what are you going to do?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that he had asked too many questions, so he stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.

She made this action, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

Gu Tingshen's eyes, which were originally clear, suddenly became dark and boundless.

He leaned down, put his hands on both sides of Jiang Xi's shallow shoulders, his warm breath, full of male hormones, evenly sprayed on her face, and his deep voice hovered low in her ears, enveloping her With the unique mystery and depth of the night, "Seduce me, huh?"