When Tang Wuyuan woke up, what he saw was a vast expanse of whiteness, the wound on his back had been bandaged, and the smell of disinfectant was all he could smell in his nose, he moved his fingers, and found that his hand was He was held tightly by Song Xiaobai.
Seeing him wake up, Song Xiaobai immediately leaned over and asked softly, "Wuyuan, are you awake? Does it hurt?"
Song Xiaobai's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing him, he looked up, Song Xiaobai looked a bit embarrassed, his hair was messy, his blood was still stuck to his clothes, his brows were tightly frowned, and he was gone again The usual meticulous appearance.
Tang Wuyuan stared at him without moving for a while, then suddenly pulled the quilt over his head, and even though it hurt the wound, he didn't stop until he covered his face.
"Wuyuan, what's the matter?" Song Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand in surprise, trying to lift the quilt on Tang Wuyuan's head.
Tang Wuyuan grabbed the quilt and refused to let go, and also refused to see Song Xiaobai, because he found that he seemed to have fallen in love with his deadly enemy, and he was ashamed to face others.
The moment before he blocked the gun for Song Xiaobai, he was still discussing divorce with Song Xiaobai, and the next moment he blocked the gun for Song Xiaobai, is there anyone more humiliated than him? And he even acted coquettishly with Song Xiaobai before he fell into a coma!
In his past life, Tang Wuyuan never thought that one day he would have something to do with the word 'coquettish', let alone that he would find that he fell in love with his deadly enemy one day.
He recalled the moment when he saw the gun being shot at Song Xiaobai, his mind went blank, and he stood in front of Song Xiaobai without even thinking about it, he felt ashamed.
But it was also at that moment that he realized that not only did he not want Song Xiaobai to die, he was even willing to stand in front of Song Xiaobai and die for him. When he woke up just now, the person he most wanted to see in his heart was also Song Xiaobai.
If he doesn't understand what this means by now, he's a real idiot.
Song Xiaobai gently tugged at the quilt on top of his head, worried about touching his wound, so he didn't dare to use force, so he could only coax him in a low voice, letting him get out of the quilt by himself.
Song Xiaobai coaxed him for a while, seeing that he had been refusing to lift the quilt, he couldn't help frowning slightly, as if he had guessed what he was thinking, and said softly: "If you have something to say, if you make the wound bleed, be careful and I will beat you." Your fart, ass."
The old rascal... Tang Wuyuan lifted the quilt angrily, and glared at him, "How dare you!"
"I dare." Song Xiaobai smiled, reached out to touch his flushed cheeks from hiding under the blanket for too long, and said softly, "But I don't want to."
Tang Wuyuan's cheeks turned red, and his face was numb from Song Xiaobai's touch. He grabbed Song Xiaobai's hand, opened his mouth to bite Song Xiaobai's finger, and gently ground it with his small white teeth. He raised his head and looked at Song Xiaobai threateningly, his eyes were as if It's like saying 'do you still dare to hit me'.
Not only did Song Xiaobai not move his hands away, but the corners of his mouth curled up bit by bit, and his gaze became extraordinarily soft.
Tang Wuyuan was startled, then hesitantly let go, and stretched out her tongue to lick some pale lips.
Song Xiaobai's eyes became darker, his gaze followed Tang Wuyuan's tongue, and he said in a low voice, "You have injuries, don't seduce me."
Tang Wuyuan blushed and stared at him in embarrassment, "Who seduced you..."
Song Xiaobai stretched out his hand to scratch his nose, sat up straight and said solemnly, "I was afraid that Daddy and Dad would be worried, so I didn't tell them about your injury for the time being."
Tang Wuyuan nodded. Song Xiaobai did the right thing. It would be best if he recovered a bit before telling Tom Bot and Yuan Qiu, otherwise the two of them would be shocked when they saw him covered in blood. I've made them worry enough, I don't want to make them worry anymore, anyway, now Song Xiaobai is taking care of him in the hospital, so I don't need to bother my family.
Song Xiaobai poured a glass of warm water, gently helped him up, and carefully fed him a few sips.
Tang Wuyuan drank the water, licked her moist lips, looked up at Song Xiaobai and asked, "Who is going to kill you, have you found out?"
When mentioning this matter, Song Xiaobai's eyes darkened, and his voice was as cold as frost, "It hasn't been found out yet, but I think it should be our emperor or Sheng Lian who is still unwilling to give up and wants to take revenge on me. "
Tang Wuyuan frowned, "Hasn't Sheng Cen already dealt with the two of them?"
Song Xiaobai helped him to lie down again, and said in a cold voice: "It is precisely because Sheng Cen has dealt with them, and they have no power now, that's why they want to make a last-ditch effort. You can rest assured, I have already sent someone to investigate, if it is true They did it, and I will never let them go."
There was an imperceptible flash of darkness in his eyes, if it was really the emperor or Sheng Lian who hurt Tang Wuyuan, he would definitely not make it easier for them.
Tang Wuyuan nodded, and didn't think about it any more. One year has passed, and now the power of the entire empire is in the hands of Sheng Cen. The emperor and Sheng Lian are now two bereaved dogs, and they can't make much trouble. Come on, even the two killers they sent today are not capable, otherwise he would not have only suffered such a slight injury, but would have died long ago.
Song Xiaobai sat down beside his hospital bed, checked his wound, and saw that there was no bleeding from the wound, so he was relieved, adjusted the angle of the pillow for him, and said softly, "Thank you today."
Tang Wuyuan waved his hands unnaturally, blushing and said, "It's just a matter of little effort."
Song Xiaobai looked at him, and said solemnly: "It's not easy, but it's about your life. If there is a next time, no matter if it's me or anyone else, don't save it. No one's life in this world is better than your own. It's more precious and not worth it at all."
"Whether it's worth it or not is up to me." Tang Wuyuan muttered in a low voice, hesitated for a moment, looked up at Song Xiaobai, and asked softly, "If you saw someone trying to shoot me just now, would you save me? ?”
Song Xiaobai lowered her eyes and replied without hesitation: "I will."
What he regrets the most is that he didn't see the gunman before Tang Wuyuan just now, otherwise he would never let Tang Wuyuan have a chance to stand in front of him, and he would protect Tang Wuyuan well and not let him suffer a little. hurt.
Tang Wuyuan refused to accept, "Since you will do the same, then why do you criticize me?"
Song Xiaobai looked at him and said in a deep voice: "You are different from me, your life is more precious than mine."
"But I think so too." Tang Wuyuan said in a low voice, his cheeks were snow-white due to excessive blood loss, but after saying this, a blush slowly appeared.
Song Xiaobai cleared his throat and said, "Before the accident just now, you mentioned the divorce..."
"Not leaving!" Tang Wuyuan yelled unconsciously, and when he realized it, his face became hot, "I...I'm not..."
Song Xiao couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed his forehead. After a moment of togetherness, he said softly, "Of course we won't leave."
Tang Wuyuan's eyes flickered, her lips parted, "You..."
do you like me
He struggled for a while, but he didn't have the nerve to ask. After all, he and Song Xiaobai had been rivals for such a long time, and he was not used to asking about relationship like this suddenly. He pursed his lips annoyed, and bit his lower lip lightly.
"I like you." Song Xiaobai looked at him, and suddenly said in a deep voice.
Tang Wuyuan's eyes trembled, and it was like a firework exploded in her heart.
"Really, really?" He raised his head and gave Song Xiaobai a quick glance, then lowered his head quickly, and asked softly, "Why?"
Before getting married, he was always against Song Xiaobai and made Song Xiaobai angry. After marriage, he was always torturing Song Xiaobai. Even the breakfast he made was not tasty at all. Why did Song Xiaobai like him
Song Xiaobai stretched out his finger and pointed at the tip of his little nose, then curved his lips and said with a smile: "Because apart from you, there is no other person who will make me think he is cute when he makes me angry."
When he was training, he unconsciously paid attention to Tang Wuyuan. Tang Wuyuan was different from other people. When making him angry, his public appearance is extraordinarily cute.
Tang Wuyuan raised her head and glanced at Song Xiaobai. Why didn't this man blush and heart beat when he spoke sweet words
He endured it, but still couldn't help but burst into a smile, and asked in a soft voice: "Don't you ask me if I like you?"
Song Xiaobai saw the eagerness in his eyes, and asked with a low smile, "Do you really want me to ask?"
Tang Wuyuan nodded, her eyes sparkling, "Quickly ask, and I can answer quickly."
"But I already know what to do?" Song Xiaobai touched his bloodless lips, with deep distress in his eyes, "You helped me block the gun, how could I not understand."
If Song Xiaobai didn't ask, Tang Wuyuan wouldn't be able to express his liking. He couldn't help frowning depressedly. He wanted to say 'like' to Song Xiaobai himself.
Just when he thought Song Xiaobai wouldn't ask, Song Xiaobai said in a low voice, "Wuyuan, I like you, do you like me?"
His eyes fell gently and firmly on Tang Wuyuan's cheeks, and his voice was serious like never before.
Tang Wuyuan raised her eyes in surprise, and immediately said happily, "I like you! I like you!"
Song Xiaobai's throat twitched, and he couldn't help lowering his head and kissing Tang Wuyuan's lips, as if a dragonfly had just touched water, he left with just a touch.
He was worried about touching Tang Wuyuan's wound, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
Tang Wuyuan pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, shouldn't it be a deep French kiss at this time
He rolled his eyes and said with a blushing face, "The smell of disinfectant is all over the ward, and it doesn't smell good at all. If there are other smells, you can just suppress the smell of disinfectant."
Song Xiaobai asked: "I'll go out and buy you some flowers and put them in the ward, okay?"
Tang Wuyuan shook her head, "It's too slow, I want it now."
Seeing that Song Xiaobai still didn't understand, he couldn't help but said, "I've smelled the pheromone for you for so long, shouldn't you smell it for me too?"
Song Xiaobai understood, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, and he lowered his voice and said, "You know, pheromones need a little stimulation to be released. If you want to smell my pheromones, you have to figure out a way for yourself."
Tang Wuyuan blinked her eyes, and her voice was cheerful and loud, "How about a kiss?"
Song Xiaobai lowered his head with a smile, and his slightly cool lips fell on Tang Wuyuan's lips, gently tracing the shape of his lips.
The two hit it off immediately, and took a lingering and sweet kiss, until the room was covered with a sweet smell, and they did not separate.