Chapter 112 Antidote

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The tall man curled up on her small bed.

Surrounded by things she had used, the fabric was held tightly in those large hands.

The fingers with distinct joints turned pale with force.

His eyes were deep and he stared at him intently.

The redness at the corners of his eyes made him look like a monster in a painting.

He was feeling uncomfortable...

Gu Qinghan felt that his breathing had almost stopped.

The moment Ye Muyan stretched out his hand, she trotted over.

Two white and tender hands grasped his big palm tightly.

The man's voice was terrifyingly hoarse, "Qingqing, come on..."

He hugged her up firmly with one hand.

It was the first time that Gu Qinghan saw him looking so pitiful, and his heart clenched tightly.

She sat coquettishly, not knowing where to put her hands for a moment.

Slowly she raised her hand and placed it on his chest.

Feeling the vibration in the chest,

thump...

thump thump...

"Your heartbeat is so fast..." Gu Qinghan's eyes were filled with tears, half from shame and half from worry.

Although she ran back as soon as she heard the news, she still didn't know what to do.

The man still looked at her gently, giving her enough time to prepare mentally.

As if he didn't want to scare her.

Gu Qinghan bit her lip and secretly encouraged herself in her heart.

It doesn't matter, this is her husband...

The man sighed, interrupting her thoughts.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Ye Muyan's forehead, but his expression was still as gentle as ever, but his slightly trembling body gave him away.

But he still waited considerately, his eyes locked firmly on hers, and the fabric in his hands tightened.

It was as if he had her in the palm of his hand.

She closed her eyes and kissed her thin lips.

From the round earlobes to the red fingers, Gu Qinghan couldn't think, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Ye Muyan stared at her. His eyes were no longer gentle, but had many meanings that Gu Qinghan couldn't understand. He was like a wild animal that was ready to move after seeing its prey, and was determined to win.

But no matter how deep it is, his love can still be seen...

He stretched out his hand, put a tuft of Gu Qinghan's hair to his lips, kissed her carefully, stared at her bright almond eyes, and there was a soft smile on the corners of his lips.

Her husband's

hair lingered on his fingertips, and the gentle and gentle love lingered between the two of them.

The man chuckled gently, and the mellow and magnetic voice made Gu Qinghan lose all strength and fell on his chest.

Well, his heart is beating so fast.

Ye Muyan helped her up, and she looked over softly...

"Qingqing, this is it."

——Ye

Muyan hugged the girl in his arms a little tighter.

Looking at her lovely sleeping face, she even muttered in her dream, "Husband, don't be afraid..."

He touched her hair lovingly and moved the hair stuck to her forehead, revealing her delicate face.

His Qingqing...

Even though he was so shy, he was still worried about his health.

His eyes were serious and worried.

The girl was worried about his health the whole time, but the innocent little wife didn't know that he had not fallen into the trap.

How could he let himself be so unconscious that he hurt her... He

just suddenly had some bad intentions and pretended to be helpless, just because he wanted to see his little wife's blushing face and her round and lovely ears filled with red.

She didn't want him to feel uncomfortable and tortured.

He had been looking at him with watery eyes, and his self-control suddenly collapsed.

The watery eyes reflected him, only him.

It's like he has become his own.

At least at this moment, she was only his.

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