Chapter 382

they hurt!

When Gu Cheng opens her eyes, the only word in her mind is simple and rude.

It hurts everywhere!

The whole body is like a split machine. All the bones seem to be broken and recombined by people. In addition, there is a strange feeling of pain coming from a place that is hard to talk about.

She sat up abruptly.

But because the action is too big, and a pain call back.

It's just this movement, and she's clearly aware of what's going on.

Oh, my God!

There was a cold sweat on the forehead, because the body was still in a low fever state, and the chaotic brain returned to work for a long time.

She thought that she was in the dynasty before she couldn't hold on to her coma.

Nan Sichun, the abominable Jian man, dropped something in her wine. Then, she seemed to push someone down the stairs by mistake.

Gu Cheng raised his hand and looked blankly at his palm.

Did she Did you kill someone?

If that person was killed by her, who brought her here?

All of a sudden, the last conscious moment came to mind, the hands she saw and the voice she heard.

It's the man! The man in the mask!

This time, he did not hide his voice when he spoke, but the memory was too vague. She could not find out where she was and heard the voice.

Gu Cheng bites her teeth and closes her eyes in despair. At this moment, she is disgusted with this body.

If those scars only made her skin as bright and clean as porcelain ugly, now, the faint pain in that hard place is to make her feel sick.

"Pa!"

Gu Cheng scratched and wrinkled the sheets under her body. Although she could see the traces of cleaning after something happened, she still wanted to throw herself into the pool and clean it completely from head to foot and from the inside out.

It's a pity that because she hasn't eaten for a long time, and because of the pain all over her body, she even has some difficulty in getting out of bed.

Suddenly, Gu Cheng's ears moved slightly.

Vaguely, I heard a sound of footstep outside the door.

She quickly lay down in bed, closed her eyes tightly, pretending that she was still asleep.

Sure enough, a moment later, the door came to be opened.

Gu Cheng feels her body shivering in the quilt, but just for a moment, she forces herself to calm down and try to maintain the state of false sleep.

The aroma of the food gradually permeated the air. Jiang Boyan dragged his plate into the door, as if for fear of disturbing the sleeping beauty on the bed.

The sunlight fell on Gu Cheng's face through the cabin glass. Her face was slightly pale because of fatigue. At this moment, the ugly disguise on her face had been completely washed away, and her delicate facial features seemed to be as dazzling as the sunlight.

Some of the softest places in his heart seemed to be poked. Jiang Boyan could not help bending his lips. The smile on his face came from his heart.

He was not in a hurry to wake up the people on the bed. He just put the tray on the cabinet for the time being. Then he walked slowly to the bedside and bent down slowly.

With his action, the distance between the two people was gradually shortened, and he could even count her long eyelashes clearly.

It seemed that every time he faced her, his self-reliance, which he was always proud of, would be reduced to zero.

Jiang Boyan showed a satisfied smile, nodded, and gently dropped a soft good morning kiss on her smooth forehead.

Although he knew that this would not heal all the pain she had experienced, he still wanted to do his best to give her even a little comfort.

He closed his eyes, devoutly kissing, but did not notice the people under the body eyelashes gently trembled, then, that pair of glass like bright eyes suddenly opened.

Different from the tenderness in his eyes, Gu Cheng's eyes are full of determination and deep hatred. In her eyes, you can clearly see the man's neck, his subcutaneous skin, and the faint blue blood vessels.

With a flash of killing intention, Gu Cheng suddenly gets into trouble, opens his mouth and bites the artery of the man's neck.

Jiang Boyan was aware of the difference at the first time. His instinct made him move subconsciously, but his heartache made him not willing to completely push away the people in his arms.

"Puzi..."

Teeth embedded into the meat, although not the key position, but still in a flash of blood.

The smell of blood suddenly poured into the mouth, mixed with a faint smell of poppy.

The tasteGu Cheng couldn't help but be stunned. He wanted to relax his mouth subconsciously.

He's not, not the masked man?

This idea came out in Gu Cheng's mind, and she was so surprised that she subconsciously retreated.

But a pair of hands quickly pad between her head and the hard bedside, let her back brain bump into his soft palm.

"You..."

After pulling apart the distance, the enlarged vision gradually becomes clear. Gu Cheng looks at a face in front of him. For a moment, he doesn't know what to say.

But soon, her eyes were attracted by the red blood.

"Ah?"

Instead of taking a breath of air-conditioning, Gu Cheng reflects that he has bitten him and hurriedly reaches out to try to stop the bleeding for him.

However, the hand reached half, but was caught, and then firmly grasped in his big palm.

"Your wound..." Gu Cheng opens his mouth in a hurry, and his eyes are a little red.

A lot of blood

Just now that how hard, how ruthless, her heart again clear, you know, she is fighting to kill each other's determination to do so.

However, it never occurred to me that I hurt people by mistake.

The person who was injured by mistake returned It's him.

Jiang Bo Yan Hun smiles indifferently, reaches out his hand and touches her forehead like comfort, and arranges her long hair.

"Nothing."

In two words, he is actually talking about his mood.

At first, when she was biting like this, he felt that the heart in her chest was about to burst. But now she saw her sad, anxious and regretful look clearly, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

Not only don't feel pain, but because of the gurgling out of blood, and feel warm.

"How could it be all right!"

Gu Cheng spoke with anxiety.

Jiang Boyan bent his lips and cried. His slightly thick thumb wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"It's OK to know that my 77 doesn't really want to murder my husband."