The ex-wife with a high price, Gu Shao's favorite

Chapter 717 He likes the feeling of being placed on the tip of her heart by her

Han Yiren looked at his stalwart back, she came to him, and took his hand distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Gu Tingsheng stared down at her palm-sized face, and hugged her, "I'm sorry."

Han Yiren was held tightly by him, and she could feel his strength.

"Fool, what's wrong with you?" Han Yiren leaned on his chest, "Gu Tingsheng..."

Gu Tingsheng hugged her and turned around, pressing her against the wall, "Han Yiren"

Han Yiren raised his head and pressed his index finger against his thin lips, "Stop talking, I know what you want to say. Am I fine? Don't think too much about it."

"Okay, I won't talk."

The manager came over with the room card and a bag of medicine. Seeing the two of them being intimate, he turned around in fright and said in a stumbling manner, "Gu, Young Master Gu...the room card and medicine are ready."

Gu Tingsheng let go of Han Yiren, took her hand, took the things in the manager's hand with one hand, and put his arms around her into the elevator.

Han Yiren's little face was stained with blood, which was stained when he held her face just now.

Gu Tingsheng saw the blood on her face through the reflection of the elevator.

Han Yiren looked down at his hands, worried.

"Ding..." The elevator door opened.

Gu Tingsheng led Han Yiren out to the room, and took out the room card to sense.

He pushed open the door of the room without saying a word, and led her to the bathroom.

He turned on the faucet to wash his hands, and the water washed over his wound, which made Han Yiren feel pain when he saw it.

Just as she was about to speak, Gu Tingsheng wiped her face with wet hands and rubbed her face.

Han Yiren held his head up, seeing his serious face and frowning tightly.

Gu Tingsheng picked up a clean towel and wiped her face and neck as well.

"Gu Tingsheng..." Han Yiren called him.

Gu Tingsheng's thin lips were pursed tightly, but he didn't speak.

Han Yiren stepped forward to hug him and leaned on his chest, "Did you sense my shout just now, so you arrived in time, don't blame yourself, am I okay now?"

Gu Tingsheng raised both hands in the air, holding a towel in one hand.

Han Yiren looked up at him, "Can I bandage the wound for you?"

"Han Yi people."

"Ok?"

"It's because I didn't protect you well."

"Didn't I say it? It's none of your business, who knows that Danish client is a pervert." Han Yiren left his embrace, "Didn't you beat them both up too, calm down. "

Han Yiren pulled him out of the bathroom, pressed him to sit on the sofa, and squatted down to open the bag and took out cotton swabs and disinfectant to help him disinfect the wound.

Her movements were very gentle, and when she saw his open wound, her heart ached and her heart ached.

She didn't want to see him hurt.

Han Yiren blew on the wound and continued to clean up the blood with a cotton swab.

From this angle, he could see her serious appearance, and he could also see her distressed appearance.

He saw God.

Can't look away anymore.

He likes her serious appearance, her distressed appearance, and her gentle appearance.

He likes the feeling of being put on the tip of his heart by her, just like he also puts her on the tip of his heart and dotes on her.

Han Yiren rummaged through the bag after disinfecting, and there was still a small bottle of medicinal powder inside, which he said was to be sprinkled on the wound.

"This may hurt a little, bear with it." Han Yiren twisted off the cover and sprinkled the powder on the wound bit by bit.

Gu Tingsheng didn't feel anything, he put all his eyes on her.

(End of this chapter)