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Chapter 1700 I think you want me to die

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    When Yan Jingcheng thought of the injury on her shoulder, her heart became clogged, her blood pressure soared, and her gaze became penetrating and gloomy.

    The moment he knew she was knocked unconscious, he just wished he could trap her under his nose forever.

    I don¡¯t even want her to struggle in the entertainment industry anymore.

    But unfortunately, there are some words that he cannot say. Once he says them, those soaring desires that are uncontrollable will be like wild horses that run wild, getting crazier and crazier until they are out of control.

    "Gu Mingzhu's red lips were slightly flat, she was really aggrieved: "I have only been on the set for a few months and someone wants my life. I must have failed as a human being"

    Yan Jingcheng said in a deep voice: "I just asked Youying. On the surface, the most likely candidates are Wen Yu and Feng Jing. If you are arrogant in the dark, there is no guarantee that you will offend someone at any time."

    Seeing that he finally stopped looking cold and spoke, Gu Mingzhu reached out and got into the man's arms.

    "Husband hurts"

    Yan Jingcheng sighed and said in a deep voice: "When can you save me some worries?"

    Nian Nian nodded vigorously on the side, obviously agreeing with this statement.

    Gu Mingzhu flattened her red lips: "Do you dislike me? Don't love me anymore? Is that enough? Is love gone"

    Yan Jingcheng knocked her on the head and said coldly: "Stop doing this."

    Gu Mingzhu hugged him, raised her little face and looked at him pitifully: "Husband, could it be that you stopped letting me film because I was injured?"

    Yan Jingcheng stared at her with his black eyes, his phoenix eyes deep and cold.

    Gu Mingzhu felt a little nervous, worried that he was really planning to act arbitrarily and not let her continue filming.

    Yan Jingcheng looked away and did not continue the topic. He just said: "Take off your clothes. Let me take a look at the wound."

    Gu Mingzhu slowly took off one sleeve, exposing her shoulder.

    Looking at the man who was carefully helping her change the medicine, she couldn't help but say: "Husband, what if I die before you one day?"

    Yan Jingcheng's hand paused slightly, his eyes fell on the woman's shocking wounds, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at her.

    At that moment, Gu Mingzhu felt inexplicably flustered.

    After a while, his Adam's apple moved slightly: "No."

    "What if I get a terminal illness?" Gu Mingzhu continued to ask.

    Yan Jingcheng¡¯s fingers pressed on the red and swollen area, and his eyes were gloomy: ¡°Are you deliberately trying to piss me off to death?¡±

    Gu Mingzhu flattened her lips in dissatisfaction and did not dare to ask again.

    Yes, how can she expect him to answer?  There seems to be no acceptable answer to this question

    Even thinking about this assumption is overwhelming.

    Nian Nian blinked a pair of dark eyes and stared at Gu Mingzhu's wound, as if she was worried that he would be in pain. He stepped forward and blew her gently. She was obedient and breast-fed.

    Gu Mingzhu took him into her arms with her other hand and couldn't help but think about it.

    She still had to ask Gu Hetu about the progress in the laboratory. She had to work hard to stay alive.

    Once this person dies, his husband and son will all belong to someone else.

    But how could she be willing to

    After not being absent for too long, Gu Mingzhu grinned in pain: "Yan Jingcheng, please be gentle! Do you want me to die?"

    Yan Jingcheng raised his eyes and glanced at her, then retorted quietly: "I think you want me to die."

    Gu Mingzhu was choked by him and could not speak. Looking at the suppressed emotions in his eyes, she knew that he was distressed, so she simply gritted her teeth and endured it without speaking again.

    Although the movements of Yan Jingcheng's hands were gentle, his mouth did not mean to spare her, and he said softly: "It hurts so that it can be remembered for a long time."

    Gu Mingzhu pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, turned around and asked Nian Nian: "What kind of father do you like Nian Nian? Can mom give you a different one?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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