[Comprehensive Movie] No heroine in the world dies so fast

Chapter 48

This situation made Fu Jiang miss Charles especially.After all, not everyone can see through people's hearts as easily as he does.If Fu Jiang had the ability of Charles, she would be able to know what Hannibal was thinking.

Fu Jiang was in a trance for a short time, and suddenly found that he missed Charles very much.

And when she recovered, Hannibal was already sitting next to the Winter Soldier.He slowly opened the medicine box and took out gauze, alcohol and medicine from it.However, just before touching the Winter Soldier, the opponent put a gun on his forehead.

Hannibal raised his hands innocently, and at the same time turned his head to look at Fu Jiang, with artificial grievances in his purple-brown eyes: "I can't take medicine like this——"

Even knowing that Hannibal is cruel and inhuman at all, his appearance is too deceptive, especially because Fu Jiang got rid of him to help her, Fu Jiang had to frown helplessly, and she walked to Barnes Side: "Let him try it, I have too little experience in treatment." (After all, all wounds will heal on their own.)

The Winter Soldier's eyes didn't waver, he shook his head slowly: "No,"

"You, or myself."

Realizing that Bucky's attitude was not a joke, Fu Jiang took the tool in Hannibal's hand and sat beside him: "Then let Hannibal take command."

This time the Winter Soldier didn't say no.

Under the command of Hannibal, Fu Jiang cut open Bucky's injured stomach. She stretched the tweezers into the muscle to explore the bullet, and finally took out the powerful bullet while the Winter Soldier gritted his teeth covered in cold sweat. shell casings.

This process is not as easy as it sounds, she has never done these things before, she is extremely clumsy, Fu Jiang knows that she must make Bucky's wound more sad, she feels ashamed in her heart, but she still does not use her own blood to help Bucky.After all, compared to other people, his own business is more important.

After Bucky lay down, Fu Jiang took Hannibal out of the room.

"Although I don't know what you are thinking..." Fu Jiang frowned, with a reluctant expression: "But, thank you."

Without waiting for Hannibal's response, Fu Jiang silently raised his eyelids, and saw this tall and handsome young man condescendingly looking at her.Those eyes were dark and hard to distinguish, and she couldn't help taking a step back from the pair of eyes.

[It's so strange, it's obviously a human being, but it makes me feel dangerous. ] Fu Jiang felt strange about this, and could only explain it by saying that Hannibal was too murderous.

Hannibal shook his head with a smile, hiding the temptation in his eyes: "You don't need to thank me. In fact, your appearance made me think about a lot of things." However, Hannibal didn't follow his own words.He turned his head to look at the Winter Soldier's room behind him, and raised the corners of his lips: "But have you thought it through? This man will obviously cause a lot of trouble—"

"how do you know?"

Hannibal evasively said: "It's obvious."

"...But this has nothing to do with you." Fu Jiang finally concluded with this sentence, and she had already decided that she and Hannibal had nothing to talk about.Hannibal stopped her before she turned to leave.The slender and clean fingers gently hooked the ends of her hair, and blocked Fu Jiang with the strength not to hurt her, and while Fu Jiang was hesitating, Hannibal had already reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist.

With just a light hook, Fu Jiang was locked in his arms.

The look on Hannibal's face was almost frivolous, full of purpose.The rush of hormones was conveyed through the smile leaking from the brow of Hannibal, just like a peacock with its tail open, attracting attention with its beautiful and beautiful plumage.This expression appeared on Hannibal's face for the first time, but the strange thing was that it was not too disobedient.

The purple-brown eyes became deeper under the shadow of the overhead light, and the slightly evil halo dilated and dissipated in Hannibal's pupils, and the smile on his lips deepened even more.

"You just take it as everything because I'm attracted to you—" Hannibal put his lips close to Fu Jiang's ear, and the cello-like deep and deep tone was blown into Fu Jiang's ear with his cool breath: "No, That's the way it is—"

"I'm attracted to you."

And Fu Jiang was almost tempted by the beauty, if she hadn't scanned the favorability in the first place: there was no change, it was still 41 points below the pass line.

Yes, 41 points below the passing line.

That value seemed to be mocking Fu Jiang's short-term wavering, she almost pushed Hannibal away without hesitation, and the excessive arm strength almost pushed Hannibal into the wall!Her beautiful and bright facial features did not hide her impatience after being offended: "If you think you can make me fascinated with your good skin and a few meaningless words, then you are so beautiful! "

Fu Jiang turned around and left: "It's annoying, get out of here."

And with her leaving, Hannibal finally restrained that sweet and almost intoxicating smile, and his deep eyes became cold instantly: "That's a pity."

Maybe it was out of curiosity, maybe it was some other reason, Fu Jiang finally couldn't help but turn around and ask: "What do you want?"

"..." Hannibal's lips twitched.

"what?"

"I said, I want you—"

"All of you."

Hannibal locked on Fu Jiang deeply, and the dark waves in his deep pupils were sweeping towards Fu Jiang—this kind of emotion was too much and turbulent, and it was more intense than those lingering loves. Malevolence dripping like viscous out of a valve, with an almost startling possessiveness.

Fu Jiang couldn't help taking a few steps back under Hannibal's gaze, and she didn't want to run away. This would make her feel too embarrassed, and it would make her feel that she had lost miserably in the game with Hannibal.But why? !He's just a human being!It is impossible for him to inflict any harm on himself——

Fu Jiang straightened her back, and she even took a few steps towards Hannibal under his gaze. Her lips, which were slightly pursed due to nervousness, finally opened slightly, and the harsh sarcasm fell hard on Hannibal's face. face:

"wishful thinking!"

When the word came out of her lips, Fu Jiang regained her composure again. The sharp black eyes in her raised black eyes seemed to turn into blades to chop Hannibal into pieces. If words can be turned into weapons, then she is Holding a sword and lingering at Hannibal, even Fu Jiang himself didn't know why she had so much malice towards Hannibal, as if seeing him showing pain or frustration could please herself, so that As for being absolutely unwilling to tolerate being defeated in front of Hannibal——

She heard herself mocking: "Who on earth gave you the courage to have me?"

"Your ordinary and boring life will never have this qualification!"

"You're a disgusting bedbug, meeting me is enough to waste your life's luck! Having all of me...? Huh,"

Fu Jiang stopped, her poor vocabulary capacity was not enough to support her to complete the insult to Hannibal.And when she looked up, she saw Hannibal staring at her condescendingly.That expression was calm and indifferent, and she didn't take her sarcasm to heart at all.

He was even more interested in witnessing Fu Jiang's dismay.

When Fu Jiang stopped, Hannibal even raised his eyebrows, he raised his eyebrows like a question, this kind of extremely gentlemanly elegance and calmness would almost make anyone who tried to insult him feel ashamed.Although Fu Jiang is not like this, she is really not in a good mood.

What Fu Jiang can do is to roll his eyes at Hannibal very hard, trying to convey his disdain and disgust for him, and then proudly twisted his neck and went upstairs.She told herself again in her heart: Never attack Hannibal!This annoying guy is absolutely not worthy of my fawning!And once it is found that his blackening value is full 3?

[Hmph], Fu Jiang snorted coldly: She will definitely break Hannibal's neck immediately.

And just before she left, Fu Jiang heard a reminder that Hannibal's favorability increased: [Favourability 5, current favorability 46. ] Obviously, her anger and the series of performances after it perfectly pleased Hannibal, should she be honored for it... (Bah)!

After repeatedly building a psychological defense line, Fu Jiang returned to the bedroom where the Winter Soldier was.When Fu Jiang just approached the door, the man who was semi-conscious a second ago quickly pulled out the gun beside him and rolled over and rolled out of the bed, and the gun hole was already aimed at the door——

"...Sorry, did I wake you up?"

Fu Jiang asked hesitantly. During her inquiry, Dong Soldier's nerves relaxed.With Fu Jiang's support, he fell on the bed again, the blood that had wet half his body had dried up on his body, leaving mottled dark marks.

Fu Jiang put her head close to Bucky, she closed her eyes and sniffed, her nostrils were full of strange male smells, full of gunpowder smoke, blood, sweat and soil.It doesn't smell good, it has an inexplicable aggressiveness.

When Fu Jiang opened his eyes, he met the green eyes of the Winter Soldier staring at him.His tone was unspeakably cramped: "What... are you smelling?" It sounded like he was shy about the smell on his body.

Of course, the Winter Soldier is always deadpan.

Fu Jiang couldn't help showing a smile: "Sorry, do you mind if I help you?"

"...Help me, what?"

Half an hour later, the Winter Soldier was sitting on a wooden stool, leaning back on the sink in the bathroom, looking at the brightly lit ceiling and Fu Jiang who was washing his hair with his head down.

Dong Soldier opened his eyes wide. He watched Fu Jiang looking down at himself intently. In the delicate foam made by the rose-flavored shampoo, his slender and cool fingertips ran through his hair, gently combing his hair. hair roots.

Her obsidian-like eyes completely reflected her own face, and their distance was so close that even the Winter Soldier felt a little uncomfortable.

However, as soon as he turned his head away, he was immediately moved back by Fu Jiang dissatisfied: "Don't move!" Fu Jiang ordered solemnly, and then started to do the work in hand again.The Winter Soldier saw her slightly pursed lips because of her displeasure, and her shell-like teeth bit her tender lower lip, which turned white——

The tall and handsome Winter Soldier blinked slowly under the gaze, an inexplicable emotion welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help curling up his fingers.Along with this emotion, he couldn't help flashing the picture of them kissing not long ago.The passionate kiss from Fu Jiang made him clench his lips tightly.

The Winter Soldier guessed almost in confusion: [...This person is his former lover? ]

Thinking that he also had a [before], the Winter Soldier felt his heart beat slightly faster.This feeling is very solid and full, which makes him feel a little sour for no reason.

He finds he doesn't hate those emotions...it makes the Winter Soldier feel like a [person], not a gun or a knife or something.

Then he saw Fu Jiang's face approaching, she seemed curious: "What are you thinking?"

"kindness?"

"I saw you," Fu Jiang nodded on Dong Soldier's cheek: "A dimple just appeared here, you smiled, you know?"

The Winter Soldier blinked, the pent-up confusion returned to his face, and he shook his head gravely: "No, I wasn't smiling."

"……Oh."

[Anyway, I didn't take pictures or record videos, so you didn't laugh if you said you didn't laugh. ]

Thinking so, Fu Jiang turned on the faucet, and the flowing warm water was rubbed on Bucky's hair behind her palm. She cleaned the foam on Bucky's head, and at the same time washed his hair with the water. Behind the ears and neck.Maybe it was because of itching, Bucky hid several times, and was finally pressed by Fu Jiang on the sink.In the later stage of washing, Bucky had already closed his eyes.

Of course, the Winter Soldier, who lacks experience with women, quickly realizes that closing his eyes was a wrong decision.With the darkness coming, Fu Jiang lingered over his hair, scalp, fingers next to his ears, and finally came to the back of his neck.The slender fingertips swept back and forth on his neck, like a naughty little feather, sometimes scratching the itchy place, making him extremely uncomfortable.

The Winter Soldier's Adam's apple finally couldn't help sliding up and down quickly, and he felt a little thirsty again.

When Fu Jiang's hand finally left his neck, a milky white towel fell on the Winter Soldier's face.He was carefully supported by Fu Jiang, and then carefully wiped the dripping hair, this action was like Fu Jiang hugging himself.

Thinking of this, the Winter Soldier turned to the mirror, where his expression was gentle, his brows and eyes stretched, and the haze suppressed in his eyes disappeared, revealing a clear and pure emerald green.He never knew he could have that look on his face, looking relaxed and at ease.

And the day ends here.Fu Jiang pressed Winter Soldier on the bed after wiping his hair clean.She even quilts the Winter Soldier, looking like she's treating a child who hasn't lived on her own yet.

"Have a good rest, I will be responsible for cleaning this room tomorrow." Fu Jiang emphasized with a serious expression, and then stretched out his hand to wrap the hair on the Winter Soldier's face behind his ear.This action was very intimate. Fu Jiang didn't leave after her fingers brushed the man's ears. On the contrary, she sat on the edge of the bed and watched the Winter Soldier for a long time, until the other party felt a little uncomfortable.

Baki rolled his eyes awkwardly, but in the end he still showed his eyes on Fu Jiang's face. He almost wanted to ask Fu Jiang if there was something on his face——

Then he saw that Fu Jiang's eyes were slightly red, and there was an unspeakable regret in his eyes:

"Anyway, it's great that you're still alive."

When darkness fell, the Winter Soldier slowly closed his eyes.This strange room, soft bed, warm quilt, placed on the head of the bed

[See what the author said later:]

The author has something to say: there is still warm tea on the cabinet... This life is extremely strange to him, but it is not annoying. that scene.

The young Fu Jiang sat on the chair and stool of the museum and looked at him, the intertwined eyes seemed to be able to transmit the throbbing to him at that time.It's like, like they're in love, and there's only each other left in the world—

[James Barnes/Winter Soldier: Favorability 5, current favorability 38. ]

The author says:

No fever, yeah!