Chapter 110
The bright starlight on the shore of the frozen lake in winter, while lighting up countless emerald green fluorescent lights, attracted a round moon in the sky, hanging on the black treetops, half hidden.

A few water-pink petals fluttered in the mirror-clear water waves, and the white stones on the bank were polished smooth and clear by the water flow, or a few nightingales lightly skimmed over the microwave water surface, stirring up a burst of ripples, shaking him. The long and tall figure sitting upright got confused with the moonlight, it was bright and clean.

Shui Yanqing slowly opened her eyes from Duanmu Yuhan's arms, and met his fiery eyes, brown with pupils, the entire starry sky was half-hidden by dense trees behind him cover up.

The familiar and extremely elegant orchid fragrance, mixed with the strong smell of blood on her back, struck her sense of smell and penetrated into her heart, causing a sharp pain.

"It's you." Shui Yanqing smiled wryly, not knowing how to define the man in front of her.

A benefactor who sacrificed his life to save his life?Or a friend who is calculated by the agency?Or is it an unspeakable subtle relationship?

Duanmu Yuhan didn't nod or shake his head, but there was a slight tuft between his eyebrows, which looked as good-looking as a smoky smoke, his eyes were tightly closed, and he stared at her eyes with concern and said: "You are hurt. It's serious. If you don't mind, I'll help you treat the wound first."

After all, Shui Yanqing seemed to be hallucinating, seeing his elegant and cold jade face flushed with red tides, she lowered her deep jewel-like eyes.

It was only then that Shui Yanqing realized that she was injured on her shoulder, and if she wanted to deal with it, she would have to take off her coat.

Her face turned red symbolically for no reason, and she said helplessly, "Let's deal with it. It's better than just dying like this. I still have to settle accounts with that woman."

Duanmu Yuhan didn't expect Shui Yanqing to agree so readily. First, his eyes flashed with joy like white snow passing by the moonlight, and then he said quietly after holding back for a long time: "Don't worry. I see If you hurt your body, nature will take responsibility for you."

Shui Yanting smiled dumbly when she heard this, but mixed with the subtle touch of the lake surface like a weeping willow brushing against the mirror, she also raised her face in embarrassment and lowered her eyes and said: "It is rumored that Jinzhong Hou Ke's wife..."

"That's an excuse for me to disdain to get involved with those rouge and gouache. Now, you can rest assured?" Duanmu Yuhan's eyes seemed to flash a dissatisfaction, followed by the search for Shui Yanqing question.

In his eyes, there was a sincere expression, which was called the brightness of the moonlight. Shuiyan leaned away for a while, and avoided it in a panic, and remained silent.

After a long time, Shui Yanqing choked out a sentence: "Pull out the arrow first."

The bright color in Duanmu Yuhan's eyes dimmed and sank, and instead he smiled as usual, and said softly: "Okay. Yan Qing, just turn around."

Shui Yanqing also turned her gaze away, unable to bear to look at those peerless eyes, she turned around on her own, waiting for him to remove a layer of tulle for her.

Does he always deceive the world with such a smile, leaving his sorrows to himself?
While Shui Yanqing was thinking wildly, she felt Duanmu Yuhan's fingertips touched her thin collar, a trembling coldness.

Under the moonlight, his fingertips were beautiful, crystal-clear jade-like white, but mixed with iron-like coldness, scalding blood, they passed between her sensitive jade necks, and there was an indescribable touch. Heart palpitations and suffocation.

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(End of this chapter)

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