Chapter 714: Don't make trouble, sleep

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"Slap--" Claply opened his hand coldly, Catherine's eyes closed, an expression of "I'm going to sleep, you're free".
Kristin froze, watching her clapped hands, and then glancing at her closed eyes and trembling eyelashes, shaking her head and laughing.
Forget it, let the courage be courageous, he just let her let her go wild.
She who survived was always better than a monster.
After closing his eyes for a while, he didn't hear the footsteps of his departure. Catherine frowned slightly. What did he do without froze? !
For a moment, the sound of the clothes was heard, and the next second, the body was moved to the side, and a very masculine body lay down on the side.
Catherine was startled, she opened her eyes, and really saw Christine take off her blazer, lying shamelessly beside her, and she was almost squeezed to the edge of the bed!
Claplin sighed in the palm of his hand and said angrily: "I am a patient! Is there something like you!"
Kristin stared at her lips, looking at the opening and closing lips, reading her meaning with some difficulty, grabbing her hand with ease, and holding her waist with one hand instead, holding her body towards herself There was a hoarse voice, and there was a trace of tiredness: "Yes, you are a patient, and I will be tortured by you when you get sick. Don't make noise, don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while."
Chin found a comfortable posture on her shoulder, and tightened the arm that held her waist, breathing gradually and evenly.
Catherine froze and looked over at him, only to find that the clear chin had sprouted a green stubble, and there was a shadow under her eyelids. Her heart was suddenly hit by something, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
Did he become like this for her?
There was a smile on her lips, and her eyes fell, and her body began to stiff.
Is that her hand?
On the quilt, the hand he caught, his skin was purple and black, and his eyes were extremely horrible. Against his fair skin, it was even more horrifying!
She suffocated, broke free from him, lifted the quilt and looked down at herself, neck, arms, legs...
Purple and black...
It's all purple and black...
Realizing that she was free, Christine's eyes didn't open, her long arms full of strength caught her again, and took her into her arms again, buttoned them, and rubbed her chin against her neck, vaguely saying: " Don't make trouble, sleep..."
He rescued her from the US Emperor, and he didn’t sleep enough for eight hours a day. Every time she was mad and hurt, he rushed to the first one to stop her and not let her really look like This monster hurts people indiscriminately, without any thoughts, controlled by the vaccine.
Every day I was worried and worried that she would become manic next second, and even more afraid of seeing her vomiting blood and twitching and dying at any time.
In such a tormented situation, he just stood up and stood guarding her inseparably, until she woke up this time.
Make sure that she is really conscious, can know who he is, and mention the heart of the throat, only to let go.
As soon as the tense nerves were loosened, the sleepiness was ravaged. Come.
Holding her, he slept extraordinarily.
There are many broken fragments in Catherine's mind, rushing, looping, just like the rewind of the movie, replaying in the mind again and again, incompletely cobbled together.
Looking at his sleeping face, she suddenly felt a little shocked and deeply disbelief.
Is this Christine?