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And Mu Anan's posture was not very comfortable.
But really, I couldn't change my position, it hurt so much.
At the same time, when she heard the click sound of the bathroom door being opened, she didn't look back, she was very tired and in pain.
Zong Zhengyu came out wearing a white bathrobe.
Looking at such a small ball on the bed, motionless, his eyes are full of distress.
He walked over, knelt on the bed with one foot, approached Mu Anan, and when he lowered his head, kissed Mu Anan's forehead.
"Xiao An'an."
Sorry to have said a lot.
Feelings of guilt cannot be expressed in words.
He kissed her pitifully and hugged her distressedly, not daring to use too much force with his hands.
Mu An'an was really tired and in pain, and didn't want to move.
But at this time, he still tried his best to turn his body, endured the pain in the corner of his mouth, and smiled, holding Qi Ye's face with both hands.
"I am okay."
"sorry."
Mu Anan shook his head, and touched Qiye's face distressedly, "Let's come a little bit, shall we?"
"Um?"
"It will be fine." She said, her voice was soft and gentle, "I will cure you, Zong Zhengyu."
"I'm a doctor."
Qiye didn't speak.
Just quietly looking at the girl under him.
It was obviously all injuries, and he had endured a storm last night, but at this moment he still smiled at him so gently.
Tell him it's okay.
Tell him she will cure him.
Just at such a moment, Qi Ye's eyes turned red instantly.
He closed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed the wound at the corner of her mouth gently and pitifully.
At this moment, he knew very well that he was hopeless.
There is no cure for this girl.
She is so gentle, so beautiful, and so strong to bear all his dark sides.
"An'an." He whispered in his ear with a hoarse voice, "I'll give you my life, okay?"
You are so gentle.
I want to give you everything.
"Then I'll take it." Mu An'an said softly, "From now on, you will be mine, and you are not allowed to push me away at any time."
"I can bear everything about you."
?Because I love you, Zong Zhengyu.
I can enjoy all your tenderness, and I can bear all your dark sides.
"Okay." He responded softly.
"I'm sleepy." Mu Anan said.
"You sleep for a while."
"good."
Zong Zhengyu lay on his side beside Mu An'an, hugged her, and patted her on the back gently to comfort her to sleep.
Mu Anan was already exhausted, and fell asleep not long after.
However, even though she was asleep, Qi Ye still hugged, coaxed, and comforted her.
He didn't put him on the bed until he was sure that Mu An'an was completely asleep.
Then I got out of bed, went to the coffee table over there and brought the medicine box.
When gently lifting the quilt, Mu Anan was not wearing anything.
There are many wounds on the skin, which is horrible.
Seventh Master was both distressed and guilty.
Even the hand that applied the medicine to her trembled a little.
His baby.
It hurts like crazy.
But he hurt her like this, so guilty that he killed him.
When Zong Zhengyu finished treating Mu An'an's wound, he took her hand and kissed lightly on the back of her hand, "I'm sorry."
"That's all right."
The person who was sleeping soundly back, with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, lowered his head, and continued to sleep
Mu Anan slept until three o'clock in the afternoon.
Although there were many wounds on his body, they were also terrible, but Qi Ye gave him medicine once last night, and again in the morning.
In addition, Mu An'an got a good night's sleep, but it was not as painful as in the morning.
And when Mu Anan opened his eyes, Master Qi, who had been sitting on the sofa beside her and watching her, noticed.
He put down the book in his hand and walked towards Mu An'an.
Mu Anan didn't notice him, so he sat up with his hands propped up, his long hair slipped down, and Mu Anan fiddled with his hair in a daze.
theAnd Qi Ye had already stepped aside, bent over, and kissed Mu An'an's lips.
Mu Anan froze for a moment.
Qiye smiled, "Wake up."
"Master Qi, have you not left?" Mu Anan was a little surprised.
Zong Zhengyu didn't answer, but said, "I'll take you to wash and then go to eat, huh?"
His voice was very gentle, with a coaxing tone.
Mu An'an nodded almost instinctively, and Zong Zhengyu directly picked him up from the bed.
Feeling a little cold in his body for a while, Mu Anan realized that he was not wearing anything, and his face blushed immediately, and he quickly covered it with words.
Zong Zhengyu chuckled, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "I've seen it all, Xiao An'an, it's useless to block it."
After a word, Mu An'an blushed.
When entering the bathroom, he quickly went to get the t-shirt on the side and covered himself.
Zong Zhengyu put the person on the sink and asked her to sit.
Mu Anan grabbed his blood and looked at him pitifully.
Zong Zhengyu chuckled, and wanted to get the blood from Mu An'an's hand, but Mu An'an refused to give it, and looked at him with a more pitiful expression.
Zong Zhengyu was amused, and whispered in Mu An'an's ear, "Last night, when you took off my belt, it wasn't like this, little An'an."
Mu An'an was already ashamed, but when he said this, his face became even more red.
Zong Zhengyu took Mu An'an's blood, then tidied it up and helped Mu Anan put on his clothes.
With one arm around her waist, with the other hand, she helped Mu Anan hold the toothbrush and squeeze the toothpaste.
Mu Anan was secretly looking at him.
As a result, Master Qi turned his head sideways, and the moment his eyes met, Mu Anan buried his head directly on Master Qi's shoulder.
His face was so hot that his ears were burning red.
Zong Zhengyu rubbed the back of her head, "So ashamed, what should I do next?"
He deliberately whispered in her ear, "From now on, take off your clothes and help you get dressed every day, what should I do?"
Mu An'an:
What kind of words are these tigers and wolves!
Mu An'an was so ashamed that he could only reach out to beat Qiye.
But the strength is not enough to scratch people's itch.
Zong Zhengyu just smiled, filled her tooth cup with water, and gently pulled Mu An'an out of his arms.
That face was burning red, so cute as hell.
Seventh Master lowered his head and scratched her mouth lightly.
If it weren't for the obvious two wounds at the corners of her mouth, I really wanted to push her onto the sink and kiss her hard.
But now restraint.
"Hey, open your mouth."
Zong Zhengyu brought the tooth cup to Mu An'an's mouth, and Mu An'an opened his mouth obediently, but he couldn't.
It hurts when you open it.
Zong Zhengyu gently rubbed the corner of her mouth with his thumb, and then brushed her teeth.
The movement is actually very slow and light.
But Mu An'an still felt pain from the wound, so she endured it all the time, and obediently cooperated with Master Qi to help her brush her teeth and wash her face.
Then help her apply all the water, milk and face cream.
After researching the hotel last time, Qi Ye was very handy this time, and there was no pressure at all.
Mu An held his head up, asked him to help paint his face, and smiled slightly, "Qi Ye, this time you know the steps of water cream."
She just complained casually.
The man who was helping her paint her face raised his eyebrows and stared at her, "So, you pretended to be drunk that day, right?"
As soon as he said this, Mu An'an stopped on the spot.
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