"Wen Shimo, the computer is my privacy. If you force it to look at it without my consent, I can sue you." Qiao Ran said as he pulled Wen Shimo out.
Because she exerted too much force, the dragon and phoenix locust in her body sensed the intensity of her exercise and started to have another attack.
Qiao Ran felt her heart hurt so much that she took a breath, and then she felt a salty smell coming up her throat.
While Qiao Ran was trying not to spit out the blood, Wen Shimo took advantage of her looseness to open the closed notebook.
When Qiao Ran saw this, he was anxious and angry, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Wen Shimo turned his head and saw a pool of red on the white carpet, his eyes tightened suddenly, and he quickly ran over and hugged Qiao Ran, who was falling backwards.
"Qiao Ran, what's wrong with you?" Wen Shimo's voice was trembling, full of fear and nervousness.
"I'm fine. It was caused by me drinking too much just now. You can go out and I'll take some medicine and rest for the night." Qiao Ran said in a calm voice.
As for coughing up blood, Qiao Ran really didn't feel anything.
Every time she coughed up blood, she felt no pain, but she could clearly feel that her body was getting weaker.
This is what makes Qiao Ran feel magical and terrifying about the Dragon and Phoenix Locust Technique.
It makes you feel no pain, but it keeps damaging your body, and you don't know what day you will die.
"The wine you drank today is not half as much as what you and Brian drank before. You have never had stomach bleeding before. How could you have stomach bleeding after just a few bottles of beer today?" Wen Shimo looked at Qiao Ran in disbelief, as if
He must use his majestic eyes to see Qiao Ran take the initiative to tell the truth.
Unexpectedly, he actually remembered how much she and Brian drank.
Seeing the tension on Wen Shimo's face, Qiao Ran's heart tightened.
She didn't expect that he would be nervous and concerned about her one day.
Qiao Ran, look at your little potential, you actually feel honored by his little concern.
It's so pitiful and sad.
But no matter what, she just couldn't control her excitement.
"The time I was kidnapped by Song Yuyuan, he kicked me until my stomach was perforated. Not long after I recovered, my scars healed and I forgot about the pain.
After drinking a few more bottles of wine, and because you wanted to see the privacy on my computer, I became anxious and my stomach protested.
As long as you don't look at my computer, I'll be fine, just go back!"
Qiao Ran didn't lie. She was indeed kicked by Song Yuyuan until her stomach bleeds.
It's just that her stomach has long been healed. It was injured by Song Wanrou's Dragon and Phoenix Locust Technique, and she coughed up blood from her lungs.
Although Qiao Ran's explanation was very reasonable, Wen Shimo didn't believe that the blood she coughed up just now was caused by Song Yuyuan's injury.
With her medical skills, the injury caused by Song Yuyuan's kick should have been cured long ago.
The reason why she coughs up blood should be the same as the reason why she doesn't know martial arts.
Seeing as her reaction was so normal, coughing up blood must be something she is used to.
The strange technique must be related to Song Wanrou's strange technique.
"Don't worry, no matter if you are on fire or not, I will not look at your computer. Where is your medicine? I will give it to you." Wen Shimo said softly.
Qiao Ran pointed to the camouflage bag on the cabinet: "It's in the bag!"
Wen Shimo went to get his travel bag, and Qiao Ran immediately turned on the computer to shut it down, then took the computer to the bed.
Wen Shimo smiled helplessly when he saw that Qiao Ran treasured her computer so much, fearing that he would open her Pandora's box.
"Don't worry, I was just teasing you just now. I didn't really want to check your phone. I still have the morality of respecting other people's privacy. In your eyes, am I that bad and immoral?" Wen
As Shi Mo spoke, he handed a medicine box to Qiao Ran.
"On the first night when we signed the divorce, you attacked me and caused me to fall down, and forced me to treat your beloved one many times.
You forced me to apologize to you Bai Yueguang many times, beat me many times, and you Bai Yueguang died, and then framed me as a murderer.
How mean and unapologetic you are, don't you have any idea in your own mind?" Qiao Ran looked into Wen Shimo's eyes and asked sarcastically with disdain.
Looking back on his past self, Wen Shimo was really speechless.
He is indeed so bad that he even looks down upon himself, a hateful scumbag who is both ridiculous and stupid.
Just because he felt that she was using him and using him as a pawn to take revenge on Xu Xueman.
In order to regain his poor self-esteem, he repeatedly ignored the obvious frame-up and harmed Qiao Ran against his will.
"I'm sorry!" Wen Shimo apologized from the bottom of his heart.
Qiao Ran, who was looking for medicine, suddenly raised his head and looked at Wen Shimo in disbelief.
"Has the sun come out in the west? President Wen Da, who has always been arrogant, actually bowed his head and admitted his mistake." Qiao Ran looked at the arrogant man in front of him with a mocking look.
"Perhaps when people face unknown and dangerous things, they will recall the past. Looking back on the past few years, I really feel sorry for you in many ways.
I apologize to you now, lest I don't have the chance to say it when I want to say it, leaving irreparable regrets. Qiao Ran, I'm sorry, I don't ask you to forgive me.
But hopefully we can do what you said on the plane, now that we're lucky enough to be on this mission together.
Let us temporarily put aside our grudges and fight together to face and overcome unknown dangers." Wen Shimo looked at Qiao Ran sincerely and said.
Qiao Ran thought of what Wen Shimo said about the tragedy of the mission ten years ago.
It is understandable that he would not have confidence in the next task.
"Wen Shimo, don't think blindly, we will definitely succeed." Qiao Ran looked at Wen Shimo and said firmly.
Looking at Qiao Ran's big dark bright eyes, Wen Shimo felt as if his heart was being injected with energy potion, and he was full of confidence in restarting the Thunder Lion War in a few days.
"Yes, we will definitely succeed." Wen Shimo said and handed the glass to Qiao Ran.
Qiao Ran took the medicine and looked at Wen Shimo with gentle eyes.
"You go back and rest, good night!"
Wen Shimo did not speak, but walked into the bathroom and took out a hair dryer.
"You are not feeling well. Dry your hair and go to bed to avoid getting sick and affecting the next task."
"I can just blow it myself!" Qiao Ran said and was about to get a hair dryer.
"You're not feeling well, don't move." Wen Shimo pushed Qiao Ran's hand away domineeringly, pressed the blower button, and gently blew Qiao Ran's hair.
The warm wind blew through his fingers, and his gentle fingertips wandered through the hair, but Qiao Ran's heart beat wildly uncontrollably.
She never thought that one day Wen Shimo would blow dry her hair.
At the end of the countdown to life, is this another kind of dream come true?
Although this idea is very futile, to be honest, if he can join forces with Wen Shimo to complete a mission before his death, and it is such an important and meaningful mission, Qiao Ran feels that even if he dies, he will have no regrets.
Compared with life, those things he hurt in the past seemed so insignificant.
Touching Qiao Ran's soft and slender black hair for the first time, Wen Shimo felt extremely complicated.
During the three years he was married to Qiao Ran, he worked in the study room. When he went downstairs, he often saw Qiao Ran leaning on the sofa and watching TV.
Spread your freshly washed long black hair on the other side of the sofa to dry naturally.
Often, before her hair was dry, she would fall asleep while watching dramas.
He often stared at her sleeping face in a daze and wanted to use a hair dryer to dry her hair.
I want to cover her with a blanket.
I want to take her to the bedroom upstairs to sleep.
In the end, because of his sense of responsibility for Song Wanqing, he deliberately woke her up in a sarcastic way.
Because he is afraid that if he gets intimate with her too many times, he will become even more uncontrollably tempted to get closer to her and want more.
In the dream, his imagination of blow-drying her black hair came true.
But in a few days, a brutal drug war will usher in.