Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

Bo Zhiting closed his eyes and inserted the long slender needle into her blood vessel.

The person on the bed moved slightly.

Very light, but never escaped the quiet man.

"lighter."

He let go.

Bo Zhiting's eyebrows drooped lightly, nodded, and softly replied, "I see."

The next movement is very light.

After it was over, she packed up her things and handed them to another doctor, beckoning that doctor to go out first, she stayed, looked at Qin Yu, walked a few steps, and stopped.

"It's not like you, who toss people so much, she... those traces are a bit scary, you are too cruel."

The bloodshot hickeys.

It is estimated that only he knows how hard he bites.

The person with his back to her said nothing.

The tall figure did not move.

Bo Zhiting squeezed his fist, raised his eyes, and tried to see the person in front of him: "You have always treasured her the most. What did she do, would you put such a heavy hand?"

Just start it.

Once you start, it happens that I still feel distressed.

Is this really good?

He hurt others and himself, and hurt himself to this extent, how can he rest assured?

I am sad and hurt more than her.

Why bother.

She looked tired.

"How is she?"

Finally, he said the second sentence of today.

Bo Zhiting sighed and told her honestly: "No, I was probably scared by you. I still couldn't sleep well just now. I injected her with sleeping pills."

"Ok."

Qin Yu replied in a simple sentence.

Bo Zhiting squeezed his fist, but he didn't dare to ask a lot of questions.

She has no identity, so why do you ask?

These are not what she should care about.

"I will ask someone to bring the medicine, and the way it will be taken will be written on it."

She left one last sentence, and then left.

The door closed and the lock was released.

Qin Yu was still standing under the window, and the glass on the glass clearly looked after the person on the hospital bed.

Thin and vulnerable.

In her mind, it was still playing back, she was crying, clutching his shoulder and refusing to let go, her nails caught his back traces.

Qin Yu's heart moved, and his heart softened.

Walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, raised her hand, and opened her hair, revealing the crying face.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers. She was frightened and moved anxiously. The next second, she was quiet again.

Qin Yu bowed his head, scars were also engraved in the depths of his eyes.

Tang Siyi, you are holding my heart.

With a light pinch, I'm in pain, you know?

It has been a long, long time since I know what pain is like.

What you gave is too deep and too sharp.

It hurts, but I still want it.

Qin Yu bowed his head.

Kiss her.

He just pulled her back from her sleep.

Tang Siyi abruptly, with a jerk, opened his eyes.

Seeing that it was him, his body shuddered instinctively.

He in **** is too incredible, too shocking.

He wasn't ruthless, it was just those methods that frightened her.

She lost consciousness and fainted.

When I woke up, I was still scared and surprised when I saw him.

"Tang Siyi, who am I?" He never mentioned what happened just now.

Tang Siyi was stunned by the mistake, and her voice was weak: "Qin, Qin Yu."

"Do you like me?" he asked again.

Whispered, like flirting.

Gentle and delicate, pressed against her lips, entangled.

When letting go of her, he vowed to know the answer from her mouth.

Tang Siyi pursed her lips and wanted to cry again: "Like, I like you, I like you very much."