Song Yu's heart was thumping, and Gu Cheng's words finally made her smile.

Seeing her laughing, Gu Cheng also smiled. He pulled her hand on himself: "That's right. You look so good at smiling, and you will smile more in the future."

Song Yu nodded, and couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw the scar on his arm.

"Why did you treat yourself so hard at the beginning? This scar is too deep."

The scar on the arm was like a fat worm. Climbing on Gu Cheng was really not beautiful, but it was not ugly in Song Yu's opinion.

This scar was left to save her, how could she think it was ugly?

Gu Cheng smiled: "I didn't think so much at that time. Moreover, I broke my leg and the pain gathered on my leg. I didn't feel any pain at all when I scratched myself."

In fact, it hurts a lot. He is afraid that Song Yu will not be able to drink blood, so he acts ruthlessly on himself.

At that time, he was completely uneasy about himself, and he only hoped that Song Yu could survive well.

The same is true at the airport this time. So what if he really died for Song Yu? He believed in the quality of his family. Even if they blame her, they would not make things difficult for her. They would even continue to take care of her and not let her be hurt, so he had no scruples.

Isn't it very good now? Song Yu is fine, he is alive, and Gu Cheng thinks this is the best ending.

He could not imagine how distressed he would have to be if the gunshot scar remained on Song Yu!

"Are you better now?"

Song Yu looked up at him: "You've seen it long ago?"

"You are my wife. What are you thinking in your heart? I can't see what I can't see?"

Song Yu was amused by him: "Now I am your wife again? Didn't Song Yu call me just now?"

"Song Yu is my wife, wife, do you like me calling you that?"

Song Yu blushed and turned his face away: "I'm not married yet, don't scream."

"I'm screaming everywhere, my wife, just answer whether I like it or not, don't break the topic."

Song Yu blushed to his neck, and finally nodded slightly under Gu Cheng's questioning.

Gu Chengmei smiled, held her hand and played with it, looking at her with a burning look: "Wife, I want to kiss you."

Song Yu subconsciously wanted to pull back his hand: "Why... why do you think about it every day? You are not well yet, so can't you take it easy?"

Gu Cheng pulled her towards him with a little force: "I'm already very relaxed, after all, I can only kiss you now."

If he could do something else, could his appetite be solved by kissing?

You know, he has been hungry for more than a year!

It’s not that he is full of yellow waste. His beloved woman is right in front of him. She also said that she can do anything he wants to do to her. If she is a saint, she would have to be crazy!

He has really been very, very restrained!

Song Yu couldn't resist his entanglement, and was held in his arms and occupied the land wantonly.

No matter how much Gu Cheng kissed him, he felt that he was not enough. At night, he wanted to be more arrogant: "Wife, let's go to bed together tonight."

When Song Yu heard this, he immediately glared at him: "You are crazy!"

Gu Cheng chuckled: "Where did you think of? I just wanted to sleep with you, but I didn't say what to do."

Song Yu refused without thinking: "No, you just removed the stitch. What if I pressed your wound?"

"Didn't the doctor say it? It's just minimally invasive and there won't be any trouble."

"That's not OK!"

"Wife, but I want to sleep with you in my arms."

Song Yu took a towel to wipe his body: "You can't bear it anymore? I won't hug you, can't I wait for you to get it?"

"No! I want to hug you now!" Gu Cheng seemed to know that Song Yu would eventually be soft-hearted to him, and his attitude was particularly firm.

Song Yu sighed: "Gu Cheng, are you sure you will be able to take me?"

"Where do I have it?"

"Then you always make some requests that make me embarrassed. This time it really doesn't work. I won't agree to you."

Gu Cheng sighed. Song Yu said so, but he would definitely not let him succeed. It seems that he is still too confident.

So he settled in the second place: "Can you let me hold me for a while and then go to the escort bed to sleep?"

Song Yu looked at him helplessly for a while, but this time he didn't refuse him.

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The night was hazy, the lights in the ward were dim, the curtains were not yet pulled up, and the neon lights outside the window shone on the hospital bed, and the two figures hugged each other tightly.

Mr. Song Yu was afraid that Gu Cheng would hurt him, so the two tried several times before they found the most suitable position.

Gu Chengxin hugged her in his arms with satisfaction, couldn't help but tighten her arms, and tighten them again.

"Don't use so much force, be careful of scars." Song Yu twisted gently in his arms to protest.

Gu Cheng hissed, his tone was dull: "Wife, stop moving."

Song Yu suddenly realized something, and his body was stiff: "You! You are!"

Gu Cheng sighed helplessly: "Wife, please understand, how long has it been since I saw you?"

“Aren’t you meeting every day?”

“I’m talking about when you were abroad.”

Upon hearing this, Song Yu calmed down again. After a while, he heard her voice: "Gu Cheng, don't you blame me?"

"Why do you blame you?" Wen Xiang was in her arms, and Gu Cheng was extremely satisfied, so there was no complaint.

"I have been abroad for a whole year and have never contacted you. You can only understand my current situation through Zhimeng. Don't you feel wronged?"

Gu Cheng seemed very surprised that she would think so, and lowered her head and kissed her forehead: "I never felt wronged. I really miss you very much. I want to talk to you every day, or give you a video to see you, but I know you work hard in a foreign country to cooperate with the treatment, and you also want to come back early, right?"

Song Yu met his gaze and nodded heavily.

"Then why should I blame you? I should feel sorry for you, my wife. I had many things I was not sure about before. When I knew you wanted to give me a surprise when I came back, I understood."

Song Yu asked curiously: "What do you understand?"

"I understand that between you and me, it's not that I'm in the same direction. We are running in both directions, right, my wife?"

Song Yu smiled and said, "Right."

"What is right? It's obviously."

Gu Cheng reached out and hooked her chin and approached him inch by inch.

Song Yu knew what he wanted to do, so he subconsciously pushed his arm, but happened to touch the scar on his arm.

She spoke softly: "Didn't you just say a hug?"

Gu Cheng thought about it and said he was confident: "I didn't say I won't kiss you."

Song Yu's hand was placed on his scar, so Gu Cheng could certainly feel it. He was afraid that she would think too much, so he leaned over and kissed her, and said hoarsely: "Wife, do you know what you are facing now to me?"

“What is it?”

For some reason, Song Yu felt that the scars under his hands were getting hot and burning, burning her palms.

Gu Cheng pecked and kissed her lips a few more times and whispered: "This is the medal I love."

Song Yu opened his mouth slightly, and before he could say anything, he was invaded by his lips and tongue, hooking her to sink into it.
Chapter completed!