Pluto entangles marriage: this night is not too cold

"Anzhi, what's wrong?"

Seeing me not moving, Qin Luo turned his head in confusion.

Those eyes, which were originally extremely deep, became much gentler under the caress of the sun.

"fine."

I smiled at him, took a cotton swab dipped in alcohol, and wiped it carefully for him.

After wiping off the blood clots on it, the hideous wound was exposed in my sight, long and stretched across his shoulder.

Under the direct sunlight, there was even black smoke.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just a minor injury. I was careless when I left." Qin Luo explained with a smile, his tone was as ordinary as saying that I ate two steamed buns today.

I didn't know how to deal with the black gas, so I simply cleaned it up according to the ordinary debridement method.

From the beginning to the end, Qin Luo didn't speak, until I wrapped gauze around him, and he pulled me into his arms, so that my head was right on his shoulder.

"Anzhi, don't move, let me hug you."

"Huh?" Both the ghost and the god have no heartbeat. I leaned on his heart, feeling the hands wrapped around my body getting tighter and tighter, and panicked for a while. What exactly does he want?

Instinctively want to push him away, after all he just said that yesterday.

But how many people can control their emotions?
"Anzhi." Luo's deep voice sounded in my ear, with such a long ending that I almost fainted from hearing it.

Looking back, he has already closed his eyes, and his white hair is all wrapped around me, as if he wants to surround me. I have never seen such a Qin Luo.

Domineering with some warmth.

I just don't know how long this kind of warmth can last.

Time seemed to stop for us. After a long time, he whispered in my ear: "Anzhi, let's get married on your birthday."

"marriage?"

"Well, on the day when the gate of hell opens, I will give you a wedding that attracts worldwide attention."

The corners of my mouth couldn't help twitching, other people's weddings usually pick those auspicious days, mine is good, just pick the time that everyone thinks is the most inauspicious, not to mention anything else, how many tables can this guest gather?

I don't have any opinion, it's just how he's going to convince my family.

And counting the days, it was only 2 months before they remembered my birthday.

"Anzhi, I'm hungry."

He let me go suddenly, his tone was full of mourning, like a baby waiting to be fed.

It's just that the deep-set eye sockets are full of exhaustion, which makes people feel distressed.

"Okay, I'll go cook, you go and lie down in the house, don't touch the wound."

Qin Luo sat on the sofa, put his hands around my waist, lay his head on my lower abdomen for a while, reluctantly let go of his hands, and said vaguely: "Then, thank you for your hard work."

It wasn't until I entered the kitchen that he walked slowly to the bedroom. After a night of disappearing, his silver hair was dragging the floor.

But under the height of 188, it doesn't make people feel that there is nothing wrong with it.

I fainted yesterday, and I have almost used up all the vegetables in the refrigerator. After searching for a long time, I only found a tomato and a cucumber.

Crushed seaweed, made an egg soup, fried Jinhua ham, stuffed rice.

By the time I was about to enter the bedroom, he was already asleep.

It seemed that he fell asleep right away. He didn't even cover him with a quilt, his whole body was wrapped in that silver hair, and his limbs were curled up.

I can no longer find any strong edges and corners. I wanted to call him, but he didn't respond after I patted him twice.

He simply drew the curtains, put his clothes on and lay on the side, and hugged his waist from behind.

This time, he didn't think about pushing me away like just now, but moved his body slightly, making our bodies stick closer together.

The quilt wrapped us up, and I felt drowsy. This time, I slept very peacefully.

It seems that something in my heart has been let go, and there seems to be something more.

It wasn't until a burst of alarm woke me up that I returned to reality.

The corners of Qin Luo's mouth rose slightly, and he reached out to pinch the phone on the bedside table.

"Ms. Bai, do you want to pick it up?"

He glanced over and looked at me with a questioning face.

"This is my mother." With my face covered in black lines, I snatched the phone from his hand. As soon as I pressed the speakerphone, my mother's explosive voice burst out.

"Gu Anzhi! I've been away for so long, but you don't even call me. Are you looking for trouble?"

Even though I knew my mother couldn't see me at all, I still couldn't help but get up.

"How can I? Last time I called, a man answered and said you were in the shower."

There was a sound of plates falling on the other end of the phone, as if my mother was too excited to do something.

About a minute later, there was another voice from over there: "That's not the case, I just went on a field adventure this time, and my mobile phone has no signal. By the way, I will arrive the day after tomorrow, and I will call Aunt Gongsun and Xiao Let's go out for dinner together, it's time to settle your marriage!"

My mother was thinking about it over there, and she could still hear some strange language from time to time, maybe it was really in an unknown tribe.

It's just that Gongsun Yan and I have broken contact a long time ago. No matter how we listen to my mother's words, it seems that we have already discussed with Gongsun's family.

"Mom. I don't like Gongsun Yan, and he..."

The mobile phone is open and released, and Qin Luo who is at the side seems to be listening with gusto, pinching my face and head from time to time.

But the threat in those eyes was so obvious.

If I really dare to agree, I'm afraid that this person's rare tenderness will disappear again.

"Emotions can be cultivated!" My mother seemed very dissatisfied with my words, and interrupted me directly when I couldn't finish speaking.

"But he already has other women and proposed to me. Do you think such a person can marry?"

I thought of the Japanese woman in the mall that day. No matter what, I would never marry him. Why don't I use it as a shield first? good thing.

What's more, in the eyes of that woman that day, her feelings for Gongsun Yan were indeed serious.

It's just that I didn't expect that what I just said casually would plant such a big disaster for the future.

"Impossible. Your aunt told me that Xiao Yan doesn't have a girlfriend. There must be some misunderstanding in it."

"Okay, don't say anything, wait for me to go back, even if he has a girlfriend, you should have a meal and thank his mother for taking care of you, right?"

"Then can I take my boyfriend there?" I subconsciously glanced at Qin Luo and summoned up my courage.

"What?" There was another noise from the mother's side, as if she was startled by my words.

The call was cut off amidst the noise, and when I called back, it was no longer in the service area.

"Going to eat?" Qin Luo played with my hair and said slowly.

"Well, you heard it too. I guess it can't be pushed away. Can you go with me?"

Qin Luo didn't speak, and suddenly reached out and pulled my chin, and kissed my lips lightly.

Then he smiled and said, "Madam, are you satisfied with my answer?"

"You call me Madam?" I looked at him stupidly, only to feel that my IQ seemed to be insufficient.

The man gave me a disgusted look, touched my head, and started to dress himself.

"Fool, you are going to marry me, what is it if you are not a wife?"

"Okay, I'm going to eat. Do you want to sleep again, or eat some too."

I glanced at the alarm clock on the wall, and before I knew it, it was past twelve o'clock.

He tugged at the corner of his clothes and whispered, "Ah Luo, shall we go out to eat?"

Qin Luo was startled, and turned to look at me: "But haven't you already cooked?"

I lowered my head, not letting him see the longing in my eyes, I pulled his pajamas tightly, and murmured: "There's only soup, so why don't you accompany me to eat outside?"

Qin Luo glanced at me, then bent down suddenly, and squatted in front of me like that.

There was an emotion in his eyes that I couldn't understand. After a while, he suddenly smiled, very wildly.

He picked me up and walked outside with a smile.

"What are you doing?"

I didn't change my pajamas, so I was carried downstairs by him. The old lady who picked up my grandson just came back and looked at us with straight eyes.

Especially that grandma still lives opposite my house, I can't imagine what will happen when my mother comes back and hears the news.

However, Qin Luo enjoyed the pleasure of being commented on very much. Not only did he not dodge, but he actually walked more and more slowly.

Originally, the distance from downstairs to the parking lot was less than 200 meters, but he walked abruptly for 5 minutes.

This is great, not only the aunt at the opposite door saw it, but listening to the sound of windows opening from time to time, the whole building must have seen it.

It's okay if it's normal, but we're wearing pajamas now, hey!
Dude, I know you are handsome, but you also need to be so handsome!

I wish I could bury my head in my body, but he insisted on reaching out to pull me out of it.

And by the way, help me promote my identity.

"Anzhi, what do you want to eat, I invite you for my husband!"

"I'm not hungry." I snorted sullenly, deliberately turning my head away from him.

But he suddenly took his hand from my waist, my body lost its center of gravity and sank suddenly, so I had to obediently stretch out my hand to grab his neck, otherwise all I had to wait for was a close hug with the earth .

"Qin Luo, your uncle!"

"Well, I don't have a master." Qin Luo was very calm, and continued in a voice that only the two of us could hear, "Anzhi, you'd better be good, otherwise I don't mind having a FA in the car!"

"I heard people say that it seems very exciting!"

"Stimulate your sister! Go to your uncle's car!"