Chapter 20 A Passionate Kiss (Modified)

Then, not surprisingly, a large number of people were blocked from the door.

It was very lively outside, but inside, it was very quiet.

Uncharacteristically, Gu Shinian silently helped Qin Muchen pick out the glass shards on the back of his hand, and then applied the medicine in an orderly manner.

She moved very lightly.

Even though Qin Muchen didn't take this injury seriously at all, she was still afraid of his pain.

"Don't get water on the wound, don't touch it."

"I'll come here every day to change your dressing. Please don't move this hand for the time being."

She lowered her eyebrows and quietly wiped the blood off his hands bit by bit.

Qin Muchen leaned casually on the bedside, looking at her pale face with cold eyes, smiling without warmth, and said sternly: "What are you afraid of?"

From just now until now, she has been silent.

Even the voice is stiff now.

Gu Shinian's hand shook, and the suture needle pierced the back of his hand.

The man still didn't move, but she jumped up: "Yes, I'm sorry!"

She hurriedly pulled it out, and a drop of blood came out.

Qin Muchen saw her fussing around, raised his hands, wrapped his arms around her waist, and blocked all her escape routes: "Gu Shinian, what do you have to be afraid of?"

"Three years ago, you should have thought of today's situation with your unhesitating move."

It will be difficult for her.

Because she was touching Qin Muchen.

His background is too vast and involves too many people. If he makes a mistake, the people below him will suffer.

It's not surprising that it killed her.

Gu Shinian was caught by him and sat on his lap, his heart in a mess.

Actually no.

Her first-hand plan back then came too fast, and all she could think about was saving Qin Muchen.

So she never thought that her betrayal would bring about so many murders for her.

"how about you?"

"...Will you, Qin Muchen, also want to kill me?"

Wait until he gets tired of playing.

Will he end her life with his own hands?

"I don't want your life." What he wants is her heart.

Gu Shinian understood and answered blankly: "By the way, you want me to live in a situation worse than death."

Qin Muchen looked at her steadily, with a hint of complexity and confusion hidden in his eyebrows.

Letting go, he picked up the wine glass, took a sip of red wine, and said, "So, there's no need to worry about your death. At least I won't let go and no one will dare to take your life."

Are these words of comfort?

Although a little cruel.

Gu Shinian silently pulled his lower lip, took away his wine glass, and sat down again: "I know that if someone offends you, you will definitely take care of it yourself."

She is no exception.

She relaxed her expression and said extremely calmly: "The wound needs to be sutured. It will hurt a little, so don't move."

"If you really can't help it, just find something to bite on."

This pain is nothing.

Qin Muchen didn't take this little injury to heart at all.

He wouldn't even blink if a bullet penetrated his body.

However, when he looked at the girl, her eyebrows were lowered, her eyelashes were drooped, her face was serious and gentle, her hair fell down and rubbed against the back of his hand.

It's itchy, with a little numbness.

His heart suddenly became confused.

Qin Muchen approached uncontrollably, his warm breath sprayed on her slender and white neck, and his lips pressed against it.

Gu Shinian's whole body trembled, like an electric current flowing through his body.

"Qin, Qin Muchen..."

The needle in my hand almost dropped.