Bai Qingqing felt that the massage movement had stopped. He reached out impatiently to touch the hand that was massaging him and said, "Keep pressing, don't stop, it feels so comfortable."
She caught Huo Yunchen's big hand and put it back to his temple.
Okay, keep pressing, good men don’t fight with women.
"I miss him so much. I'm actually not that generous. I don't want him to be with another woman. I want to get him back, but I'm afraid of losing. What will I do if I lose? I won't even see him again in the future. The chance is gone, Liu Yu, I hate myself so much, I hate myself so much."
As she pressed her, the woman began to cry inexplicably, and she couldn't hold back the tears with her eyes closed.
Huo Yunchen's heart clenched tightly as he cried.
He had made her suffer so much and suffered so much before she could deny herself, his feelings for her, and their marriage.
He was an asshole and shouldn't have forced his ideas on her in the first place.
He knew that even if he could only live for one day, she would stay by his side no matter what.
He originally thought he was protecting her, loving her and protecting her in his own way, but he never thought that he was the one who hurt her the most.
"Gently, I was wrong."
Huo Yunchen leaned over and whispered in her ear, but Bai Qingqing had already fallen asleep from crying.
She closed her eyes quietly, with dense drops of water still hanging on her eyelashes.
Her skin, which was as white as suet, was flushed with a hint of red, and her pink lips were slightly opening and closing, as if sending a silent invitation to him.
He finally felt like a normal man. In front of her, his body was always ready to move, out of control.
The brain supported her brain, and she lowered her head gently, and her warm lips slowly covered it, touching it lightly.
I thought that just touching her would be enough and not disturbing her rest.
But a touch was not enough, so he lowered his head and sucked gently for a little while.
Then, they kissed again and again for many times.
While half asleep and half awake, Bai Qingqing felt someone kissing her and wanted to resist, but her head was heavy and her body was limp, leaving no room for resistance.
She clenched her palms tightly and dug her nails into her palms. The slight pain slowly stimulated her chaotic nerves, and she reluctantly opened her heavy eyelids.
"Huo Yunchen? Am I dreaming?"
"Yes, I must be dreaming, I must not wake up yet."
"Don't wake up yet. Huo Yunchen will be gone when he wakes up."
Her dull eyes couldn't focus and kept swaying as if they were anxious, muttering to herself.
In a daze, he stretched out his hands and boldly hooked Huo Yunchen's neck, and pressed his pink lips tightly against it.
It’s a dream, it doesn’t matter.
It was a dream, and she was happy.
Huo Yunchen was flustered by her unstructured kiss, and the scene when they first met suddenly flashed through his mind.
That dark bar bathroom, that hot and unstructured kiss, the fire in his heart that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer be suppressed.
He had never believed in fate or destiny before, but at this moment he believed it.
She is his destiny, and he will never be able to escape from her grasp in this life.
The two of them were kissing each other like glue and couldn't leave each other, when Huo Yunchen's cell phone rang suddenly.
At this time, if there was nothing important, Liu Mo would never call him.
He reached for his cell phone and answered it.
"Mr. Huo, something happened to Miss Gu."
"What's up with her?"
"She's passed out, suffering from alcohol poisoning, and the doctor says there's a good chance she'll never wake up at this point."
Huo Yunchen's heart sank suddenly, and he held the phone tightly in his hand.
"I'll be right back." He said slowly in a deep, thick voice.
As he spoke, he reached out and gently picked Bai up from the bath, put a towel on her and put her on the bed.
Bai Qingqing kept hugging his neck tightly and kissed him with her eyes closed.
He struggled to break away for a long time before he managed to pull her hand away and quickly walked to the door to open the door and leave.
But behind the sound, she heard her aggrieved and heartbroken voice: "Husband, where are you going? Please don't leave, please. Please, don't leave. Don't leave me."
Huo Yunchen was heartbroken. He suddenly looked back and found that the girl's eyes were still closed, and she was grabbing at the air with her open hands.
That silly girl was still in her dream and didn't dare to wake up.
But he must go.
In the intensive care unit of Kangze Private Noble Hospital, Gu Qimeng's body was covered with tubes. The doctor, who was over sixty years old, stood at the door of the ward with a heavy face, waiting for Huo Yunchen's arrival.
Huo Yunchen arrived in such a hurry that he didn't even have to change his clothes that were wet from giving Bai Qingqing a bath.
Liu Mo met him downstairs in the hospital and told him the important situation when he got into the elevator.
Huo Yunchen remained silent throughout the entire process, exuding a terrifying chilling air.
Liu Mo's clenched palms were covered in sweat, and even his forehead was dripping with sweat.
He first checked his cell phone in the hospital and fell asleep while doing so. He didn't even know that Mr. Huo had left the hospital.
It was his wife who woke him up. She had just told him about the drinking fight between the young lady and Gu Qimeng in the bar, and Gu Qimeng passed out.
Gu Qimeng couldn't be stimulated or drink, but she wanted to go to the young mistress to drink, and even knelt down to the young mistress in front of so many people.
He didn't dare to tell Mr. Huo about this matter. He couldn't guarantee that Mr. Huo would do something terrible if he knew about it.
"Mr. Huo, are you here?"
"How is Miss Gu? Why did she faint suddenly? She has fainted before. Why did you say she might not wake up this time?"
The doctor, who was in his mid-sixties, raised his hand to adjust his reading glasses, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said slowly and hesitantly: "It was alcohol that caused the trouble. Miss Gu drank too much alcohol, which stimulated her brain. As a result, some nerves are paralyzed. This time it is really dangerous. Whether she can wake up depends on Miss Gu's own will. "
The doctor's words were like a time bomb, blowing Liu Mo to pieces.
The things he wanted to hide could no longer be hidden this time, and the young mistress was plotted against by this woman again.
No amount of precautions could prevent her from gambling with her own life.
Huo Yunchen raised his head and looked at Gu Qimeng who was lying quietly on the hospital bed through the glass window. He was so weak and lonely, lying there quietly. His heart suddenly felt like a sponge filled with cold, and even his breathing became not so smooth. .
"Do whatever you can to save her, I want her to wake up, I want her to live, no matter what the cost."
Huo Yunchen's deep voice pressed heavily on the old doctor's shoulders. The old doctor shook his head helplessly and said hesitantly in a heavy voice: "Mr. Huo, please stay with her more. Maybe you can save her and wake her up." The only person is you.”
After the old doctor finished speaking, he adjusted his glasses and walked away.
After the doctor left, Huo Yunchen turned back and looked at Liu Mo with burning eyes.
That piercing look was like a laser, making all the things he dared not say out of his heart to protect his young mistress disappear.
(End of chapter)