After rolling his eyes at her, Mu Ziluo lazily put his hands behind his head. Forget it, it seemed that if he wanted her to say something to please him, he might have to wait.
"Yeah! The doctor said there are signs of poisoning and it's under control."
"Yeah!" Wu Bingxuan responded softly, resting her chin on his chest, and her cold fingertips moved slowly on his arm, "What about... Qin Zhehan?"
Mu Ziluo's expression changed almost instantly, his blue eyes exuding a cold light.
Looking at her lightly, Mu Ziluo pushed her body away and stood up.
Slender little hands wrapped around his strong waist, Wu Bingxuan hugged him from behind, and rested her chin on his shoulder.
The strong resentment emanating from him was so hard for her to ignore!
"I just want to know what you did to him!" She soothed the man's dissatisfied mood softly, and hugged him tighter with her slender little hands.
Hearing her words, Mu Ziluo was really angry. His wife had just woken up from his vagina. It would be fine if she didn't say some love words. She cared so much about that damn man?
Turning around, he pushed her hard against her vagina, and immediately covered her with his body. His blue eyes locked her gaze and stared at her resentfully.
Putting her forehead against his, Wu Bingxuan smiled softly and put her fair arms around his neck, "Don't be angry, okay?"
Mu Ziluo curled his lips, and his eyes that were originally filled with resentment gradually dissipated when he saw her still red lips and the red marks left when he was emotionally moved and couldn't control himself. No matter how much anger he had, it gradually dissipated, let alone her.
She also coaxed him with such a gentle voice, telling him not to be angry.
With a frustrated sigh, Mu Ziluo turned over and lay down next to her, staring at the ceiling with his blue eyes, and said calmly: "He is fine, I just gave him an injection."
Of course, he didn't say that the injection would be very "painful" after he woke up.
"Oh!" Wu Bingxuan responded softly, holding his arms with both hands and not talking.
In fact, she just thought that it would be very troublesome if Qin Zhehan died there. After all, the hotel's surveillance could see that it was Wu Bingxuan who stayed with him in the end.
Putting his arms around her delicate body, Mu Ziluo lowered his head and pressed a kiss on the top of her head. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Luo Hong on the bed sheet beside him. He couldn't help but glance at her in his arms.
"Last night..." He opened his mouth, but he didn't know whether he should ask.
"Huh?" Wu Bingxuan raised his head and stared at his handsome face, then followed his gaze to the red seal beside him.
"You..." Mu Ziluo hesitated, his blue eyes uncertain.
"Well, this is my first time!" Wu Bingxuan said calmly as her soft face rubbed against his chest.
"..."
Mu Ziluo remained silent and just hugged her tighter.
He never expected that he would be her first man. After all, he knew her origins very well. It was simply impossible to retain this innocence in that kind of environment.
But last night was indeed her first time.
"Want to know why?" Wu Bingxuan spoke calmly as her soft little hand gently slid over his arm.
Mu Ziluo was stunned for a moment, and the big hand that was originally roaming on her back paused for a moment, and then patted her gently.
Want to know?
Of course he wanted to know. Over the years, she had hidden herself so deeply that sometimes he couldn't figure out what she was thinking. This was the first time she took the initiative to talk about her past.