The First-Class Medical Princess

Su Yunchu was sitting on the soft bed. There was no verbal communication between the two of them at this time, but there was a plain, real warmth and warmth everywhere. Su Yunchu bent his knees and folded his hands together. On his knees, with his cheek on the back of his hand, looking at Murong Yuan through the bronze mirror on the other side, the seriousness he takes in everything about her always makes Su Yunchu feel that he can never leave this man again.

She used to think that she would not be the kind of person who regards love as the whole of her life. Yes, that is her, and that is her life. There are many things that can be done. Love is embellishment, but not everything. Even if there is no polish, who said that black and white ink painting has no unique charm?

But now, after staying with Murong Yuan all the way, Su Yunchu finally understands that love is not the whole of life, but Murong Yuan has become the only man in her life and is indispensable, otherwise, she will have no sunshine Without air, there is no soul. This man, when we first met, he was indifferent, he was alienated, and he seemed to have no desire for anything. Later, she saw him as gentle, playful and ruffian like a big boy, but he was the only one who treated her like this. Su Yunchu understands that the man she loves so much, regardless of life, how much oppression, torture and suffering fate has given him, but in the end, he has become a person who keeps defeating fate and life. Passionate, he is so serious, he loves her with all his strength, he is strong, soft and serious in front of her, little by little, he gives her the past buried in the years, so that she can get the best lover.

Thinking of this, Su Yunchu suddenly chuckled, Murong Yuan dried her hair for her, looked down to see Su Yunchu's unconscious chuckle, sat down cross-legged opposite her, looked at her, What is Ah Chu laughing at?

Su Yunchu raised his head, as if he had forgotten the sky for a while, and found that the only thing he could look up was the roof, and then his eyes rested on the corners of Murong Yuan's eyes and brows. The man looked at him with a light smile. Su Yunchu's answer, on a gentle face, is pampering or love or patience.

There was a smile on the corners of Su Yunchu's lips, and there was a smile in his eyebrows. Murong Yuan only heard her voice, Huaiqing, I can't live without you for the rest of my life. It's like being poisoned. I don't want to leave, I just want to give you Love you, love you, pet you.

Ever since the two got along, Su Yunchu had never expressed his love to Murong Yuan like this. Su Yunchu once said that love is not everything to her. I have some regrets. Now, when I suddenly heard Su Yunchu's never-before-seen confession, something seemed to melt in my heart. It wasn't great joy or crazy satisfaction, but just felt that it seemed to be dry. A clear spring was poured into his heart, and every trace of it was thoroughly soaked. From now on, there would be no spring, summer, autumn and winter in his life. He only saw her planting eternal flowers in his heart.

As Su Yunchu said, he looked at her with a slight smile. The uneasiness, fear, and guilt of these days seemed to have changed, and they had become the body, mind and soul that had already been integrated into one invisible body between the two of them.

Now that they have recuperated, Su Yunchu and Murong Yuan are actually fine. They have been fine for a long time. Although Murong Yuan still has a pair of ice-blue eyes, most of the poison in his body is slowly being eliminated. It may not take half a year to take medicine every month, and they will not be tortured by a splitting headache every month. As for the remaining portion, it may not be perfect for them, but it is already a blessing, and this matter, It also came to an end, however, some people have something to do but can't end it.