good night warlord

"I think you need to go to the ophthalmology department for treatment because of your red eye disease."

Gu Qing said angrily.

Lin Fanyu raised his hands to express his surrender. In terms of bickering, as long as Gu Qing has a heart, he can only admit defeat.

During the war, Yan's eyes were still locked on her small face, and the girl lowered her eyes, not looking at her.

He didn't know if she heard the conversation between him and Lin Fanyu just now, but he couldn't ask, she was such a smart person, as long as he asked, she would find out that something was wrong.

Gu Qingyi remained calm and did not show any abnormalities, and Yan went to the special care unit to accompany her father during Zhan Shi, with Uncle Cheng and Lin Fanyu taking care of her, the most important thing for her now is to find Li Qiao.

However, Li Qiao is like a bereaved dog now, how can he show up so easily.

On the way back to the Zhanyuan, Gu Qingyi looked at the neon lights on the side of the road and thoughtfully.

"Yi Baoer? What are you thinking?"

During the war, Yan had been paying attention to her emotions, because of her father-in-law's illness, she hadn't smiled for a long time.

Gu Qingyi came back to her senses, turned her head and pulled her cherry lips, and said:
"I didn't think about anything, I just thought, it would be great if my dad could wake up before the baby in my stomach was born, so that my dad could name our baby."

Yan held her little hand during the war, and her palm was a little cold, as if her hand hadn't been warmed since autumn:
"It's ok. Let the father-in-law take the names of the babies. If the father-in-law is still awake at that time, just call your nickname first."

His gentle and considerate words made Gu Qingyi unable to let go.

It seems that Shi Yan was not sure about finding the antidote for the drug war that his father was involved in in just a few months.

She lowered her eyes and hummed lightly.

At night, Gu Qingyi couldn't sleep because of her father's poison, and realized that the man beside her still hadn't relaxed, so she tried to ask:

"Wartime Yan?"

Sure enough, the man's low voice sounded, and then he opened his eyes and looked at her:
"Ah."

Although it was night, Gu Qingyi still met his gaze, she was worried:
"You haven't fallen asleep yet, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? Does the wound hurt?"

After adapting to the darkness during the war, Yan saw the concern in her clear eyes and replied:
"It's not painful."

"Ok?"

"It's the wound yang."

It was only then that Gu Qingyi realized that the burn on his shoulder and back should be recovering, and the growth of the skin would make him feel the pain of ants gnawing.

Gu Qingyi got up and turned on the light on the bedside table, and saw the forbearance in his eyes, because the injury was on his shoulder and back, he could only sleep on his side, the pain made his muscles tense.

She hadn't suffered any injuries since she was a child, even if she was treated inhumanely before she died in her previous life, the pain soon ended because she fell into the sea.

But Yan's injury during the war was different. The pain of being burned was already unimaginable to her, and the pain in the recovery period must be very uncomfortable now, otherwise Yan, who had endured the pain of being burned, would not be as restrained as he is now.

Thinking that this kind of torture would last for a long time until new skin grows, Gu Qingyi couldn't help feeling distressed:

"But you can't scratch it. If you scratch it, you will suffer."

"I know, I won't scratch." Zhan Shiyan comforted her.

"Would you like me to help you?" Gu Qingyi said, and was about to stand up, but was held down by the arms of the man.

"Yi Bao'er, you are pregnant now so don't be tired, I don't mind." He pushed her back into the quilt, pressed the corners of the quilt, and moved carefully and carefully.

Gu Qingyi looked at his gentle eyes, his handsome face was half hidden, he was always like this, as if his own affairs were insignificant compared to hers.

Inexplicably, Gu Qingyi leaned over and kissed his soft lips lightly.

Like a dragonfly dipping into water, she fell apart at the first touch, then looked at him with blinking eyes, and then leaned forward to kiss him again...

If it was the reason why Yan didn't realize why she kissed him the first time Zhan Zhan, after she carefully leaned up and kissed him several times, he finally understood that she was trying to divert his attention.

He pinched her small chin precisely, and his voice became much hoarse:

"Yibaoer, that's enough."

Gu Qingyi blinked her big sparkling eyes, feeling a little happy:
"Are your wounds healed?"

During the war, Yan smiled softly, her deep eyes locked on her small face as white as jade, and her voice was full of bewilderment and helplessness:
"No."

Gu Qingyi's face collapsed, could it be that his trick is useless?
Familiar as he is, she can be seen from her eyebrows and eyes that she is annoyed, the smile on the corners of Yan Yan's lips widened a bit during the war, and he caressed her smooth cheeks with his big palm:
"You know, the acceleration of blood excitement will make me feel more uncomfortable."

"How can you be happy..." Gu Qingyi subconsciously asked this question, but halfway through the sentence, she realized how stupid she was, and opened her small mouth, wanting to explain: "I...I'm not...I didn't mean that..."

She felt that she was getting darker and darker, especially when she saw the interest in the man's eyes getting stronger, and a scarlet cloud rose on her small face:

"It's obviously you..."

She couldn't hold back, so she turned around and turned her back to him, leaving only the back of his head, expressing that she has no desires or desires at all, and it's his own mind that is full of color, which has nothing to do with her.

During the war, Yan Chang took his little wife into his arms, buried his head in the crescent of her neck, and sniffed her scent carefully:

"Okay, it's my husband's fault."

"It was your fault."

"Well, but what to do, the wound is still very yang"

"Hold it, can't you bear it?" She was very annoyed. Although she had the closest relationship with him, she still didn't want to make a joke in front of him.

Listening to her angry words, Yan Wenyan coaxed his little wife during the war:

"Yi Bao'er, sing a song for me, okay?"

"No." Lu Qing refused without thinking: "Don't you think my singing is ugly? I'm afraid that if I sing later, you won't be able to sleep even more."

That time she sang "Eternal Love" in the car, and she sang a little bit before he abruptly interrupted him and said that she sang badly. Although it was a small incident, she did not forget it. .

Zhan Shiyan's memory is not blocked, he immediately remembered that incident when he heard her complain, now he doesn't know why he was in that state of mind at that time, now knowing that she still minds, Zhan Shiyan held her hand tightly Tight, let the two fit better:

"Actually, you sing very well."

"Don't coax me with words, it's ugly, it's ugly, you said it yourself."

"Yibaoer..." He was helpless, he had never been so passive in the intrigues he faced in the mall, but he dug this hole a long time ago: