Chapter 222

Murong yuan, who was struggling, calmed down slowly after su Yunchu's needle, and his disordered and rapid breathing also calmed down slowly.

Su Yunchu was relieved.

When Murong yuan woke up again, it was already dark. Lying in bed, he saw Su Yunchu looking through something on the soft couch opposite the bed. The room was very dark and only one lamp was lit next to Su Yunchu. It was because of this lamp that Murong yuan in the dark could see Su Yunchu's look more clearly at this time.

The scenes of the original poison hair appeared repeatedly in his mind after he woke up. At this time, when he saw the quiet and gentle woman not far away, no one knew what he felt in his heart, but it was not difficult to find in his slightly lowered eyes. At this time, Murong yuan's heart was still afraid and uneasy, and even a trace of inferiority complex

His achu is so beautiful... But he

Looking at Su Yunchu again, I saw her willow eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Although her face was still calm and soft, it was not difficult to see the worried color in her eyes. The movement of looking through things was gentle, which seemed to avoid making even a little noise. Careful and serious Su Yunchu covered a layer of soft light on her slightly young face under the dim yellow candle lamp, It made her whole person seem to have changed. Murong yuan felt that at the moment he saw Su Yunchu, there seemed to be something soft in his heart, which made him reluctant to let go of the feeling. The woman who looked through the paper in the dim light was a candle that lit up his whole dark life and made his 18 years of gray wandering life find a destination.

He didn't want to disturb the quiet atmosphere at this time. He just wanted to look at the woman not far away and engrave this moment into the eternity in his heart. The uneasiness in my heart gradually turned into incomparable firmness.

Murong yuan's forehead, eyes and the silver needle on his head had already been pulled out by Su Yunchu. At this time, the sky outside was already dark, and the candle light only lit up Su Yunchu.

Putting down the medical record book that Zhou Zong had given her for many years, Su Yunchu breathed out a little. This secret record, which she called the medical record, recorded Murong yuan's monthly physical condition in the past ten years. Su Yunchu seemed to be able to see Murong yuan's pain with his own eyes in this book for a full ten years from the ninth year of Yongye to now.

"Ah Chu..."

Murong yuan, while Su Yunchu breathed out this tone, eventually opened his mouth and stopped her.

When Su Yunchu heard the sound, he almost immediately got down from the soft couch and wanted to come to Murong yuan, but he had no choice but to keep a posture for a few hours. Looking at the medical records and analysis, his legs and feet had already become numb. Therefore, the action of staying became hard and soft. When his legs and feet touched the ground, he fell to the ground.

Murong yuan heard the speech and couldn't care about himself. He hurriedly got up and went to Su Yunchu, but he picked her up and said in a worried tone, "ah Chu!"

Su Yunchu was slightly embarrassed. Since she remembered her past life, no one had held her like a child. When she came here in this life, she was six years old, and when she returned to the Song family, she was seven years old. No one had ever held her like this. Now she was suddenly held by Murong yuan, but she felt a little uncomfortable, It's embarrassing to think that she is already in her twenties and has lived for more than ten years.

Murong yuan didn't have this level of scruples and cognition. He just sat on the couch with Su Yunchu in his arms. He understood that her legs and feet were numb after sitting for a long time. While holding her, he gently kneaded her legs and asked, "how's it going? Is it better?"