C11 (1/2)

Sure enough, after doing mental construction, he finally had the courage to face it.

Holding the towel as if she couldn't see it, she walked behind the man's tall and straight back and squeezed a bit of shower gel to avoid the wound. She half-closed her eyes and began rubbing her back.

It was not her concern how well they were getting along. She had already done her best to reach this step. If He Qingyu insisted on blaming her, then she had nothing to say.

Fortunately, He Qingyu did not intend to make things difficult for him. As Zhou Xuan Qing held his breath and scrubbed himself clean, he simply opened his mouth and said, ”Alright, you can leave now!”

Zhou Xuanqing felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He hurriedly hung up the towel in his hand and ran out.

Only after Zhou Xuanqing ran out did He Qingyu dare to open his mouth and breathe out normally. Just now, he was so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe.

So it turned out that the pressure was actually this great when he faced the woman he loved while exposing his body.

It was so big that his heart was filled with apprehension, causing his usually confident self to become suspicious.

Zhou Xuanqing, who was on the verge of breaking down from embarrassment, had no idea what He Qingyu was thinking. Ever since she came out of the bathroom, she went out and poured herself a large cup of water, gulping down the water nonstop.

However, he was still unable to get rid of the heat and nervousness in his heart.

Who knew what He Qingyu would think of her after this?

He would probably think that she was a casual and frivolous girl who could bathe a man without saying a word.

In short, after what had happened, the last bit of Zhou Xuanqing's confidence had been completely shattered.

She no longer had anything she could control.

After that, the two of them slept on the same bed.

Zhou Xuanqing, whose mind was in a state of turmoil, didn't know whether it was because He Qingyu was injured and weak, or because he was truly tired. Not long after he ate the medicine, he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep with his eyes closed.

Finally, the anxious Zhou Xuanqing let out a breath of relief. He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, lying on his side without moving at all.

Night slowly passed by while he was still in a daze.

In a special ward of a certain hospital stood three people.

Of course, this did not include the fact that he was sitting in a wheelchair. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were filled with a bone-chilling intent.

”Are you sure you shot him?”

The man with the gauze wrapped around his head immediately sat up and answered, ”Yes, Young Master He. I hit him with my new silencer when he hit me with something. ”

Hearing this, a glint of interest flashed across He Qing Yun's eyes. He pretended to be careless and asked, ”Do you remember which part of his body you hit?”

At this point, the person with the bandages on his head lost his breath and became dispirited. I'm sorry, Young Master He. I missed and only hit him on the shoulder. ”

His eyes that had originally been filled with interest immediately turned cold.

Seeing that, one of the three big men walked forward and scolded: ”What a waste. ”It actually only hit his shoulder at such a close distance.”

The man with the bandage on his head immediately begged for mercy, ”Sorry, Young Master He, I was too useless. ”Please be magnanimous, don't blame me.”

”Ha ha!” A cold laugh spilled out of his mouth as He Qing Yi looked at the person on the sickbed with a smile. He casually opened his mouth and said, ”Don't worry. You've already done very well to be able to injure him.”

Seeing the dark expression and smile in He Qing Ning's eyes, the other three people couldn't guess what he was thinking.

”Why are you all still standing there foolishly? He was able to injure that person with his gun, so you should give him a solid reward!”