He Is Warmer Than Time

He walked to the car with two large shopping bags, put them in the trunk, and got into the car with Gu Nian.

He reached out and rubbed her hair: "Don't share, men should be women's heaven."

What's more, he is so much older than her, he just wants to do his best to love her, he wants to help her in every detail, just wants to spoil her.

Gu Nian stared at his shoulder: "You still have injuries on your shoulder."

He smiled: "It's okay with this injury."

Shen Zhaozheng drove the car out slowly, and slowly climbed up along the dim underground garage.

"It's okay to have a role in other places, but it's not necessary to me."

Gu Nian felt that when he said this, he was domineering and gentle.

When she was with her brother-in-law, there was always a feeling of a little deer bumping into each other, not like her at all.

As the car sprinted all the way, the leaves of the trees on both sides of the road were already withered, and the branches were bare, revealing the bleakness and cold of winter.

Gu Nian let out a sigh of relief towards the car window, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and the scenery seen through the hazy car window was another look.

In winter, in the afternoon, the sky was gloomy, and there was a sense of desolation, but there was a man at hand that made her feel at ease.

It makes people feel warm again.

The car drove back to Dingxiang's apartment, he carried two big bags of things as usual, and went into the corridor with her and got on the elevator.

At the door on the third floor, he said solemnly: "The car key is in my coat pocket, touch it out and open the door."

She opened the door, he put the things away, and Gu Nian quickly walked over: "Let me see your injury."

Shen Zhaozheng was pressed onto the sofa by her. She knelt down on the sofa and reached out to unbutton his coat.

This posture and this movement made Shen Zhaozheng feel that it would be great if this girl had been so active in the future.

Well, Major General Shen, you seem to think a little far away.

Gu Nian didn't even feel that there was anything wrong with this posture, this posture of picking up Shen Zhaozheng's coat.

Shen Zhaozheng just leaned on the sofa, letting her unbutton his coat button by button.

The dark green sweater under the iron gray coat made him more aristocratic. Gu Nian glanced at his face, his heart was bumping against the deer again, his cheeks flew red, and he quickly lowered his head.

She reached out and rolled up his sweater, finally took off the sweater, there was a light gray shirt inside, and she reached out to unbutton it again.

Why did she feel that the process was so complicated, her fingertips even trembled a little.

His big hand wrapped her waist: "Don't be nervous."

Gu Nian licked her lips: "Who...who is nervous?"

He chuckled: "I let myself not be nervous, and you will see my body again. I am a little nervous."

Gu Nian blushed, and all the buttons on his shirt were unbuttoned. With his wheat-colored skin and beautiful muscles, she couldn't help swallowing again.

She reached out and gently touched the gauze wrapped around her right shoulder: "I'm going to untie it."

"Hmm..." The voice was low and his heart was confused again.

Gu Nian unwrapped the gauze, and the wound underneath did heal pretty well, at least not so shockingly, and blood was no longer leaking out.

She whispered: "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Gu Nian looked around: "Where is the medicine?"

Shen Zhaozheng pointed: "Under the stage."

Gu Nian picked up the medicine bag and found the bottle of iodophor, then dipped some of it with a cotton swab and pressed it on the wound. After pressing it several times, he changed a new piece of gauze to cover the wound, and then wrapped it twice. Bandages are good.