When Yan Jingcheng thought of the wound on her shoulder, his heart became blocked, his blood pressure soared, and his eyes also seemed to be infiltrating and gloomy.

Knowing that she was knocked unconscious, he just wanted to trap her under his nose forever.

I don't want her to mess around in the entertainment industry anymore.

But he couldn't say some things. Once he said them, those crazy and unsuppressible desires would become like wild horses that were uncontrollable, becoming more and more crazy, uncontrollable.

Gu Mingzhu's red lips were lightly flat, and she felt really wronged: "I have only been on the crew for a few months. Someone wants my life. I must be too failed in life..."

Yan Jingcheng spoke in a deep voice: "I just asked Youying, and the most likely people on the surface are Wen Yu and Feng Jing. If you are in the dark, you are arrogant and you may not be sure to offend someone at any time."

Seeing that he finally didn't have a cold face, but spoke, Gu Mingzhu reached into the man's arms.

"Honey...it hurts..."

Yan Jingcheng sighed and said in a deep voice: "When will you let me save some snacks?"

Niannian nodded vigorously, obviously agreeing with this.

Gu Mingzhu flattened her red lips: "Do you dislike me?

Don't love me anymore?

Is it enough?

Is love gone..."

Yan Jingcheng knocked her head and said coldly: "Stop doing this."

Gu Mingzhu hugged him, raised her little face and looked at him pitifully: "Husband, you shouldn't let me film because of being injured."

Yan Jingcheng stared at her with his black eyes, and his phoenix eyes were deep and cold.

Gu Mingzhu felt a little nervous, worried that he really planned to act arbitrarily and not let her continue to shoot.

Yan Jingcheng withdrew his gaze and did not continue the topic. He just said, "I took off my clothes and I'll take a look at the wound."

Gu Mingzhu rubbed off one of her sleeves and exposed her shoulders.

Looking at the man who carefully changed the medicine for her, he couldn't help but speak: "Husband, what if one day I die before you?"

Yan Jingcheng's hand paused slightly, his eyes fell on the woman's shocking wound, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at her.

At that moment, Gu Mingzhu was inexplicably panicked.

After a while, his Adam's apple moved slightly: "No."

"What if I had a terminal illness?"

Gu Mingzhu continued to ask.

Yan Jingcheng's finger pressed on the red and swollen place, his eyes were gloomy: "Did you mean to piss me to death?"

Gu Mingzhu flattened her lips in dissatisfaction and did not dare to ask again.

Yes, how can she expect him to answer?

There seems to be no acceptable answer to this question...

Even this assumption is resistant just by thinking about it.

Every year, he blinked his black eyes and stared at Gu Mingzhu's wounds, as if he was worried that he would hurt. He stepped forward and gently blew her, and was both obedient and breast-filled.

Gu Mingzhu used her other hand to hold him into her arms, and couldn't help but think.

She still has to ask Gu Hetu's progress on the laboratory, and she has to work hard to survive.

Once this person dies, his husband and son will belong to others.

But how could she bear to...

Before he lost his mind for too long, Gu Mingzhu grinned in pain: "Yan Jingcheng, be gentle! Do you want me to die?"

Yan Jingcheng raised his eyes and glanced at her, retorting indifferently: "I think you want me to die."

Gu Mingzhu was so choked by him that she couldn't speak. Looking at the suppressed emotions in his eyes, she knew that he felt distressed, so she gritted her teeth and endured it without saying anything again.

Although Yan Jingcheng's hand movements were light, his mouth did not mean to forgive her. He said in a low voice: "It hurts so long that it's just a long memory."

Gu Mingzhu pouted her lips in dissatisfaction and turned to ask Niannian: "What kind of father do you like Niannian? Is it okay for mom to change it to you?"
Chapter completed!