Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

Then, a large number of people, not surprisingly, were blocked outside the door.

The house is very lively outside, but inside, it is very quiet.

Uncharacteristically, Gu Shinian silently helped Qin Muchen pick out the glass **** on his back, and then applied the medicine in an orderly manner.

She moves very lightly.

Even if Qin Muchen didn't take this hurt to heart at all, she was still afraid of him hurting.

"Don't get water on the wound, don't touch it."

"I'll come over to change your dressing every day. Don't move this hand temporarily."

She lowered her eyebrows and smoothed her eyes, and quietly wiped off the blood on his hands little by little.

Qin Muchen casually leaned on the bedside, looked at her pale face with Leng Ju's eyes, provoked a warm smile, and said sharply, "What are you afraid of?"

From now on, she has not spoken.

Even the voice is stiff now.

Gu Shinian shook his hand, and the stitched needle pierced the back of his hand.

The man still didn't move, but she bounced all over: "Yes, I'm sorry!"

She drew it out hastily, and a drop of blood filled it out.

Qin Muchen looked at her frantic state, raised his hand, encircled her waist, and blocked all her retreats: "Gu Shinian, what are you afraid of."

"Three years ago, with your unflinching hand, you should have thought of today's situation."

She will be hard.

Because she moved Qin Muchen.

His background is too large and involved too much. If he makes a mistake, the people below will suffer.

It's not surprising that it's killing her.

Gu Shinian was grasped by him and sat on his lap, with a heart and a mess.

Actually not.

Back then, her single-handed plan came too fast, she was full of brains, only to keep Qin Muchen.

So she never thought that her single-handed betrayal would bring so much murder for her.

"how about you?"

"...Will you Qin Muchen kill me too?"

By the time, he was tired of playing.

Will she end her life with her own hands?

"I don't want your life." What he wants is her heart.

Gu Shinian understood it, and answered blankly: "By the way, you want me to live better than to die."

Qin Muchen looked at her steadily, with a trace of complexity hidden in his eyebrows.

Letting go, he picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the red wine, and said, "So, don't worry about your death, at least no one dare to take your life if I don't let go."

Is this a word of comfort?

Although a bit cruel.

Gu Shinian pulled her lower lip speechlessly, snatched his wine glass, and sat down again: "I know that if someone has offended you, you will definitely clean it up yourself."

She is no exception.

She relaxed her expression, and she was very indifferent: "The wound needs to be stitched up, it will be a little painful, don't move it."

"If you can't help it, find something to bite."

What kind of pain is this pain.

Qin Muchen didn't care about this little hurt at all.

He wouldn't blink easily even if a bullet hit his body.

However, when he looked at the girl, his eyebrows were pleasing to the eyes, his eyelashes drooped, his face was serious and gentle, and his hair fell and rubbed against the back of his hand.

Itchy, with a little tingling.

His heart suddenly messed up.

Qin Muchen approached uncontrollably, breathing warmly, spraying it on her slender and white neck, with lips pressed against it.

Gu Shinian trembled all over, like an electric current flowing through him.

"Qin, Qin Muchen..."

The needle in his hand almost fell.