Rong Zhi, a dumb girl: the warlord husband loves her

Chapter 102

He turned his head abruptly, his dark eyes were as sharp as an eagle at night.

Accurately catching her eyes, she smiled wickedly, "If you know you made a mistake, think about making it up to me."

The bathrobe on his upper body was still lazily draped around his waist, and the scenery in front of him made people's blood spurt even more.

She blushed so much that she could bleed, how could a man have such a monstrous appearance.

God really loves him so much.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyelids drooped, and as soon as he reached out, he pinched her chin and lifted it slightly.

Four eyes facing each other.

The breath sprayed on her face, with the aroma of peppermint, rushing into the tip of her nose.She wanted to hide in a panic, but she couldn't avoid his fiery gaze.

"Don't be afraid of me." He buried his head into her neck, greedily ingesting her fragrance, "I won't do anything."

"You hug me."

It was pouring rain outside, and the bean-sized raindrops slapped on the windowsill, splashing countless water splashes.The white mist lingers on the glass, melting into the endless night.Absurd and lonely.

His words are short and long, like an old piano that has been dusty for a long time, and the first note is dull, filled with unknown pain and mourning.It cannot be ignored.

She didn't know if she was possessed by a demon, but she broke her arm out of nowhere, took him into her arms, and gently stroked his back like a mother comforting a child.

one more time.

He sighed contentedly, opened his dark eyes, "I thought I could never be happy again."

His thick short black hair was next to his ears, exuding the smell of good shampoo.His body was hot, but his words made people feel sad, "Why do you say that? You are so successful, is there any dissatisfaction?"

"I'm sorry." He said to himself, hugging her waist tightly, "The thing I regret the most is that I failed you."

Her hand paused, but she didn't understand.

"What did you say?"

"Sorry, sorry." He murmured softly, his voice hoarse with pain.

Her neck was damp, like warm rainwater, dripping down drop by drop.

"Major General Xu, are you crying?"

He cried bitterly in her arms like a child who has made a mistake.

She touched his head, not knowing how to comfort him to stop his tears.

Being a major general is also very hard, she thought, otherwise, why would she cry?

I just hugged him like this for a long time to comfort him, until my arms became numb, and I wanted to pull away, but found that he was hugged so tightly that I couldn't move at all.

"Major General Xu?"

After calling him several times in succession, there was no movement. He turned his head and looked, his eyes were tightly closed, his brows were furrowed, and his face was flushed.

Not right.

He reached out to touch his forehead, and sure enough, he had a fever.

"Don't go." Sensing that she was about to get up, he still held her waist tightly.

"You're sick, I'll get you medicine." She coaxed kindly.

"No, don't go."

"I'm not going, I'm just going to get you medicine, and I'll be right back."

"No, not even for a second." He squirmed his ripped lips, "You just want to leave me, don't want me anymore."

"How could it be?" She patted his head, as if taking care of Ji Nian when he was joking, "Take medicine to heal, be good, okay?"

"I can't live without you anymore. That shot killed you and killed me."

"Why don't you just shoot me?"

"Why did you leave me?"

"I'm not happy!"

"It's better to die."

(End of this chapter)