High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

"You're injured!" Pulling his abnormally vertical left arm, Luo Anning frowned.

Who is Du Xiaoran?

A man who is as refined and handsome as an exiled immortal is untouched by the world, his body is always clean with a hint of fresh mint smell, but now, he came to her with filthy blood.

For her, he resolutely decided to join the bloody evil organization that he avoided like a snake and a scorpion at the beginning...

For him, Luo Anning has more regrets, the pure and helpless feelings at the beginning were a past that neither of them wanted to mention.

"Do you still care if I get hurt or not?" Du Xiaoran's body was stiff, and there was a self-deprecating tone in his tone that could not be ignored.

She didn't even want to give him hatred, did she really want to completely remove him from her mind and heart?

Did she really fall in love with Rong Yan?

Thinking of it, Du Xiaoran's heart tightened, and the feeling of pain followed like a shadow, spreading to all limbs and bones, almost crushing all the strength in his whole body.

"Xiao Ran, I don't think we can be lovers, but we can still be friends. When a friend gets hurt, I will naturally care about it." Luo Anning tentatively rolled up his black shirt, revealing his white arms.

Gradually, the bloody and bloody wounds with black scabs were exposed in front of her eyes.

A look of shock crossed her face, seeing him at a loss for words for a while, he is not a person who doesn't care about his body...

"Sorry, the wound scared you." Du Xiaoran smiled tenderly, put down his rolled up sleeves, and stared greedily at her with amber eyes.

After a while, he said bitterly: "Originally, I shouldn't be the one to come on this mission, but I came here on my own initiative. The purpose is to be able to take a look at you, even if it's just from a distance. But I underestimated it after all. My own greed, I want more than that..."

"Xiao Ran, stop talking!" Luo Anning interrupted him: "You should go to the hospital immediately!"

"This is a gunshot wound. If you go to the hospital, I believe the police will report it within 10 minutes."

"Then what about your wound? You can't keep procrastinating like this, and your left arm will be useless later!" Luo Anning was in a hurry, with obvious worry and excitement in his tone.

Du Xiaoran looked at her with an ever more gentle smile, and now, it was enough to see the concern and worry for him on her face and eyes again.

It is enough to support him to continue to suffer through the long years to come.

"Young Master!" Not far away, two men and women in black leather clothes called out in a low voice.

The worry and panic in his voice couldn't be concealed.

Du Xiaoran didn't respond, his amber eyes were too beautiful to stare at the person in front of him, "An Ning, can I hug you? Just a moment."

"If I promise you, you will go for treatment?" Luo Anning frowned and asked softly.

"Yes." He smiled softly, handsome and elegant.

Luo Anning nodded, and the smile on Du Xiaoran's lips became more gentle and doting, and he took a step forward to hug her with his intact right arm.

Smelling the faint fragrance that belongs to her, Du Xiaoran's mood was unprecedentedly peaceful, as if having her, he would own the whole world, so satisfied without any regrets...

"An Ning, I'm sorry, and... I love you." I'm sorry, I let go of your hand 2 years ago. If I could go back in time, even if I gave up everything, I would never let go of your hand.