Blue butterfly sighs and tells herself not to give birth to the mind that should not be.

The little Lord's heart is much harder than they think.

At the moment, Yin Shaolong is sitting on the big bed in the bedroom, naked, with a ferocious gunshot wound on his chest, which looks ferocious on his white skin.

A professional doctor is treating his wound with nimble hands and feet. Yin Shaolong's face is a little pale, but he is always playing with his mobile phone, occasionally turning on the dark screen to see, as if the pain that ordinary people can't bear is far less important than a mobile phone.

Looking at the quiet mobile phone without any response, Yin Shaolong can't help sighing. It's really cruel. Isn't she worried about him at all?

But he couldn't help but smile at the thought of her suddenly hanging up.

Perhaps, she still cares, otherwise how can so anxious call him.

At the thought of this, Yin Shaolong could not help feeling better, and even his frown was slowly released because of pain.

After a while, the doctor bandaged the wound and wrapped the white gauze around his chest, and Yin Shaolong sat upright.

Looking down at the position of the wound, he was stunned for a moment. He gently raised his hand and landed on the white gauze on the wound. He could not help thinking of the gunshot wound on Alai's chest, which made his eyes soften a little and gave him a touch of childlike joy.

It seems to be in the same position as her

"Little Lord, the location is a bit dangerous. Although I have done emergency treatment, I suggest you go to the hospital. There may be a minor operation." The doctor suggested.

"Well, I see." Yin Shaolong answered, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

He knows his own body.

At least, not dead.

Now, obviously, he has more important things to do.

After putting on the clothes, he pushed the door out. After walking to the living room, he saw Ye Ting sitting on the sofa. A touch of fine light flashed through his long and narrow eyes, and soon disappeared.

"Little master..."

At the moment of Yin Shaolong's appearance, Ye Ting subconsciously stands up and tears fall down in an instant.

Yin Shaolong looked the same and went to take his seat opposite her.

Ye Ting is eager to explain what: "little Lord, I I'm not... "

Without listening to her explanation, Yin Shaolong just raised his hand and motioned her to sit down and talk. Ye Ting immediately stopped and sat back on the sofa uneasily. She opened her mouth again to explain what she wanted to explain.

After sitting down, without waiting for her to open her mouth, Yin Shaolong said directly: "you have been with me for many years, and I don't know how many times I have died for me. I think it would have been impossible for me to die without you."

As soon as Yin Shaolong's words fell, Ye Ting said eagerly, "little Lord, I really didn't mean to I didn't expect I didn't expect you to be there all of a sudden. "

On hearing this, Yin Shaolong chuckled: "no matter whether you mean it or not, this shot is only a drop in the bucket compared with what you have suffered for me, so don't worry about it."

Hearing his words, Ye Ting has been uneasy heart finally fell, showing a smile.

She knew that he would not blame her.

It's just, she's damned. She's going to hurt him!

At the thought of this, Ye Ting's hatred for Alai can't help but get a little deeper.

If it was not for that woman, how could she have hurt that woman!

At the end of the day, she is the culprit!

Without her, the little Lord would not be hurt!