Rebirth tore the villain's wife very seductive

The knife only pierced the muscle, but the murderer didn't have much strength before he died. If it was under 100% strength, Tang Minghan might be very dangerous.

Everyone took a look at Tang Minghan and went back. Because his life was not in danger, they all left after reassuring, planning to come back the next day.

In the ward, apart from Zhang Chongning who was sitting beside Tang Minghan's bed, and the four bodyguards were outside the door, no one told Father Tang about what happened tonight.

He had already found out everything about tonight from Bai Canyu, and it turned out that it was all for him, and he lied to him with Wei Zihong, just to keep him from knowing, thinking that everything would be settled after he woke up.

Zhang Chongning sighed at the pale man lying on the hospital bed.

He opened his eyes and sat for the whole night.

"Well......"

"Minghan, are you awake?" Zhang Chongning stood up and said worriedly; "What's wrong with you, tell me, I'll call the doctor."

Tang Minghan held his hand, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were half closed, his gaze was watery; "Don't go out, I'm fine, I worried you last night."

Zhang Chongning pursed his lips, looked at the bandaged wound on his upper body, and said worriedly, "How dare you go to find Du Qingzhou by yourself, do you know that he almost stabbed you in the heart."

He was still handcuffed, betting so big on himself.

If Bai Canyu took a step slower.

He didn't even dare to think about the consequences.

"I know I worried you, sorry."

"I don't blame you, I just don't want anything to happen to you, forget it..." Zhang Chongning sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes flushed.

Angry?

Tang Minghan asked tentatively, "Are you angry?"

Zhang Chongning ignored him and just looked at him intently.

"There will be no next time."

It still doesn't make sense.

"Oh, my chest hurts..." Tang Minghan covered his chest and frowned.

"Is it a wound? I'm calling a doctor now."

Zhang Chongning stood up and wanted to call a doctor.

Tang Minghan took his hand and said directly, "I want to take something."

Zhang Chongning was puzzled and asked him, "What do you want? I'll get it for you. Do you want water?"

Tang Minghan said with a smile; "I want to marry you."

Zhang Chongning froze on the spot, suddenly smiled at him, and burst into tears while laughing.

"Okay, marry you."

Where did this person learn the earthy love talk in a serious way.

**

Seeing Zhang Chongning follow Tang Minghan into the car to go to the hospital, Wei Zihong's eyes darkened. He just took a look and didn't look any further. He got into the silver car driven by Du Qingzhou and planned to drive back by himself.

When he came down, he had already heard that Du Qingzhou had been shot to death by that man named Bai Canyu, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Thinking of the person who was smoking with him last night.

Du Qingzhou is a person who is crazy about love, he can't learn, and he's not that crazy, he will stop losses in time, Du Qingzhou can't, Tang Minghan is the white moonlight in his heart, looking forward to liking for so many years, it's really not good to be attached to a person what a good thing.

It's as if Zhang Chongning doesn't have him in his heart at all, no matter how he tries to get up, it will only be annoying, it's just that his first secret love failed like this, it really makes people feel very decadent, bad feeling.

Sitting in the car, he slammed the steering wheel in distress, forgetting the injured left hand just now, and couldn't help gasping for pain.

"Damn!!"

There was a knock on the car window. It was the man named Si Huan. His half-squinted eyes were slightly wild, his thin lips were slightly raised, his forehead was a little sweaty, and the broken hair on the first floor was sticking to his forehead. Under the light, the two of them They just looked at each other for a few seconds.

Wei Zihong didn't know why, so he asked, "Should I give you a ride?"

"Did you hurt your hand just now?" Si Huan pointed to his hand, his tone still not fluctuating, as if he was asking, do you want to eat or drink.

Wei Zihong spread out his palm and looked at it. Except for a deep scratch on the palm, his fingers were long and bony; "Well, it's not serious."

As he spoke, he turned his palm back to Si Huan.

Si Huan rolled his eyes and said to him, "Wait a minute, don't leave so quickly."

Wei Zihong saw Si Huan go to another car to get a small medical kit and walk towards him again.

Si Huan opened the driver's door and said to Wei Zihong, "I'll take you home."

Wei Zihong saw the uncompromising look in his eyes, got out of the car, and sat in the passenger seat.

Si Huan got on his driver's license, handed him the medicine box, his eyelashes were like a small fan, and his emotions were completely restrained, with a hint of worry in his tone; "Here, you can simply disinfect yourself, although it's not very serious Injury, remember not to touch the water casually."

Wei Zihong didn't expect Si Huan to care about him, and said with a smile, "Then what should I do when I take a shower, I'm so dirty."

"Do you want me to help with your matter?" Si Huan didn't look at him, turned on the car with a cold face, and slowly drove down the mountain with the big team.

"That's not necessary, I'm responsible for it, I'm still a pure boy." Wei Zihong laughed jokingly, slowly disinfected the wound with disinfectant, applied ointment, and wrapped his hands with gauze.

After wrapping it, she stretched out her hand in front of him and shook it; "It's well wrapped."

Si Huan's ears turned red when he heard what he said.

Wei Zihong turned his head and saw that Si Huan's perfectly sculpted ears turned red, pink and cute, and raised his eyebrows; "Your ears are red."

"hot."

"Oh~ the air conditioner is not on." After turning on the air conditioner, Wei Zihong felt a little hot, so he turned the air conditioner to the lowest level.

After Si Huan asked his home address, he didn't talk to him all the way.

He drove the car directly into his community.

Si Huan intends to take a taxi back, after all, sending him back means that the duty has been fulfilled.

Wei Zihong looked at Si Huan who got out of the car and walked outside, opened the door and got out of the car.

The tone was casual; "Si Huan, do you want to go up and have a cup of tea before leaving?"

Si Huan stopped shouting, turned around, and saw Wei Zihong leaning against the car door with his arms around him, his pair of deep peach blossom eyes were seductive, the corners of his mouth were turned up playfully, his bright eyes were soft and full of knots, and they were full of light, but they complemented that peach blossom-like face. The smile became brighter.

Wei Zihong inadvertently revealed a bewildered style, seducing him like a fairy.

The footsteps that originally wanted to move forward stopped, but at this moment, my mind actually wanted to get closer to Wei Zihong, and walked back step by step, standing in front of Wei Zihong.

His eyes are as clear as the sky and as deep as the sea; "Yes."

Wei Zihong smiled calmly, but his heart was beating wildly, not knowing what to do next.

He was half a head taller than Si Huan. In the elevator, Wei Zihong secretly looked down at Si Huan. His expression was normal, and he didn't see any emotion, as if he really just wanted to come up for a cup of tea.

Are you thinking too much?

Si Huan felt that he was looking at him, but he didn't look at him again, afraid that it would be too embarrassing to look at him again, so he calmed down and waited for the elevator door to open.

Wei Zihong went out first, and he followed behind.

As soon as he entered the door and stood at the entrance, he found that his house was very tidy, with a spacious living room and a balcony that looked huge.

Simple European style.

It doesn't look too bad for him to live alone, at least he is quite clean and not as messy as he thought.

Raising his eyebrows, he looked down at Wei Zihong who had squatted down to change his shoes.

Just this moment.

Wei Zihong raised his head, looked at Si Huan who was looking at him in astonishment, and stammered a bit; "Do you... mind wearing the fan's slippers?" He took out a pair of pink slippers on the shoe cabinet, and said awkwardly Said; "My sister bought it, bought it too big, and didn't wear it. Usually, no one comes at home, so I didn't prepare two extra pairs."

Si Huan lowered his head after shifting his gaze; "I don't mind, I'll be leaving soon anyway."

Wei Zihong changed his slippers, went directly to the coffee table and turned on the TV. Because of the laughter coming from the TV, the atmosphere between the two of them was not so embarrassing.

"Well, what kind of tea do you want to drink, jasmine green tea?"

Si Huan looked at the pink slippers under his feet, and bit his lip. They were a little small, but his feet were slender, so they didn't fit tight.

Raising his eyes, Wei Zihong was holding a small pot of tea and shaking it at him.

"Ah."

"Then come and have a seat quickly. You can go out to sit on the balcony. The view of the river outside is nice." Wei Zihong walked into the kitchen to boil water, while pointing to the large balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Two white curtains fluttered in the wind, adding a little The meaning of lingering.

Si Huan stood on the balcony and looked at the night view of the Pujiang River opposite. There was a bridge across the river with flickering lights, and there were sightseeing ships on the river, and one or two people could be seen running at night under the lights on both banks of the river.

This apartment is considered a prime location in this area.

Wei Zihong washed the tea set in the kitchen, made tea, and walked to the balcony with a small plate.

Si Huan put his hands on the fence, his soft hair was blown by the wind, his hips were slightly raised under his thin body, and his legs stood straight.

"Si Huan, the night view outside is not bad." Wei Zihong picked up two cups of tea on the plate, stood on the fence, and handed the tea cups to Si Huan.

Si Huan took it, his eyelids slightly drooping; "Well, looking at it from the balcony, the scenery and lighting are good, and it's quite pleasant against the wind."

Wei Zihong leaned on the fence with his back.

"I bought this place because I liked the big balcony and river view, and I could see the cars on the viaduct outside. When I live alone, I can sit here and watch all night when I'm bored." Wei Zihong sighed.

The hot air on the cup surrounds, and a small piece of green leaf floats on the cup, which is very harmonious and harmonious. It seems that the atmosphere looks good from the time he spent with Si Huan.

The two stood quietly. Si Huan said very little. When he didn't speak, he felt that this person was very cold, but he didn't find his personality annoying. Maybe all police and civil servants like to be serious and cold.

Si Huan drank the hot tea slowly, looked sideways at Wei Zihong, and agreed, "I like the big balcony too."

Wei Zihong smiled, "Are you a policeman?"

Si Huan was silent for a while, and said slowly; "Not counting the police, those of the Special Operations Bureau only obey orders from the central system and are not subject to jurisdiction."

The author has something to say: Feelings are so powerful that they are bound to be broken and imperfect. There is no such thing as love at first sight.

Si Huan: "From the time I pretended to be that person to be a hostage, I was destined to be a substitute. Obviously, it was your so-called sweet talk that pulled me into the fire pit, and it was because of your sweet talk and sword that I retreated."