Chapter 39:

An Luo said coldly, "No, I want to rest early."

She Anmo had to stand up and say, "That brother, go to bed early, good night."

An Anlu kept watching him leave, and then went to bed to cover the quilt, and closed his eyes gently.

Chapter14
Alas.
Maybe it's because the temperature of the air conditioner is too low. On this night, An Luo hasn't slept well. He always feels a strange coldness in his whole body. The cold feeling can't be relieved even if the quilt is tightly wrapped. In the meantime, a lot of strange pictures suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The woman in the photo becomes three-dimensional in the dream, with a gentle and kind smile, beckoning Xiao Anluo with a smile, "Xiao Luo Xiaoluo, come and take a picture, here." Xiao Anluo in the dream was reluctant She walked over, holding her hands with aggrieved faces, pinching her face, touching her head, and posing in various strange poses to take pictures.

The dream was very messy. Many strange scenes about the woman were quickly replayed in front of the eyes. The bright sunshine in the suburbs, the savory beef on the barbecue, the woman took Xiao Anluo's warm palm ... Finally, when the car rolled over to the hillside, it exploded. At that scene, he heard the little An Luo screaming and exhausting—Mom—Mom! !!

Suddenly she woke up from her dream, got up straight from the bed, and met her dark eyes.

"What's wrong with my brother?" Anze sat beside the bed, stretched out his hand, and gently touched Anluo's forehead.

"It's okay, nightmares." An Luo turned his head to avoid his hands, clenched his fingers in the duvet and panted / gasped, his terrible dream made his face a little unnaturally pale, and his clothes were messed up. Unbearable, the buttons were all loose, revealing a large white chest.

Wu Anze thoughtfully looked at his pale, panting / breathing, his eyes gradually deepened.

After a while, An Luo finally calmed down, controlled his fierce heartbeat, and looked down, only to find that his upper body was disheveled, almost completely red-naked, and An Ze's gaze was ...

Although they are all men, being seen so early in the morning still makes An Luo a little embarrassed. He lowered his face and said, "Please knock on the door before entering my bedroom in the future. This is the most basic courtesy."

Wu Anze whispered, "I've knocked, you didn't hear it."

"..." An Luo didn't bother to care about him, and wanted to turn and get out of bed, but he gently held his arm.

"What's the injury on the body?" An Ze pointed to a few shallow scars on the lower abdomen.

When An Luo was just waking up, he was lying in a hospital ward. He had severe bruises on his chest and abdomen. During the days of hospitalization, he had to clean his wounds and change medicines. After a period of treatment, these wounds are now Healed basically, but still has obvious pale pink scars. Compared with fair complexion, it looks very obvious.

Luan Luo looked down at the scars on her abdomen, and frowned, "I don't remember, I was beaten during the kidnapping."

Pu Anze's pupils shrank slightly, and for a moment, he reached out and touched the wound gently. "Are you still in pain?"

Juan Anluo said lightly: "Instead of you, would you mind this little injury?"

Wu Anze did not speak, but the look on his face had already said the answer.

"I won't."

As a man, I do n’t mind a little injury. An Luo did n’t care about this kind of scar. He had walked on the tip of the knife for a lot of time in the previous life. He suffered much more horrible injuries than this. The bullet was shot in the blood DC, he gritted his teeth and tore his shirt to bandage his right leg, pulled out a gun to kill the killers, and then dragged his injured right leg into the car to escape.

This little whipping today is just a piece of cake for him.