Sleeping With The Wolf: The Dangerous President's Pampered Wife

Xun Mochen seemed to be relieved. When he was having dinner in the evening, he spit up a lot of blood. Su Qianmian called in a panic. A large group of people came over, hurriedly put Xun Mochen on the stretcher, and then left in a hurry.

The food on the table was still steaming, and the heavy snow covered the empty villa.

Xun Mochen was in a coma for three days and three nights.

During this process, many people came, Xun Mochen's parents and grandfather, Xun Mohua, Cheng Yi'an.But Xun Mochen was in the ICU, and there were only two kinds of people who went in: doctors and nurses.

The feeling of the hospital is so clear and strong.

No one had time to pay attention to Xun Lang long ago.Su Qianmian found a reliable confinement wife, but it was said that Xun Lang followed the confinement wife, neither crying nor making trouble, but did not say a word.

That's his nature.

But no matter how distressed Su Qianmian was, she could only be cruel.

She was fine, Xun Mochen had his own doctor, and everything seemed to have started a long time ago, but in fact it was so.

A group of doctors in the meeting room were discussing eagerly, even arguing loudly, and one person put forward an opinion which was immediately rejected by the other.But they quarreled and quarreled, and they were nothing more than what they had said countless times, so they couldn't draw a conclusion.During the heated discussions, Xun Mochen's ward seemed even quieter.

He closed his eyes quietly, with long eyelashes, like the wings of a butterfly, so beautiful that he didn't look like it.

Through the thick glass, Su Qianmian drew his eyebrows with white fingers: I have never seen him so peaceful, usually he always looks arrogant, black and poisonous, with a pair of calculating eyes shining deep in the city.

Su Qianmian sighed, God is really inhumane, how long will it take to get married?She rested her head on the glass, and Xun Mochen behind her was bathed in sunlight.

At noon on the third day, Su Qianmian was finally allowed to visit Xun Mochen.

Su Qianmian sat next to Xun Mochen, feeling a little illusory.He slept for three days?For three days, the time seemed to be stolen, leaving no impression in her mind, only the quiet and pale sleeping face of the person in front of her at this moment.

"Husband?" Su Qianmian tried to call him.But he seemed to be stubborn when he was angry, and he didn't say a word.

"Xun Mochen, don't sleep." Su Qianmian brushed the broken hair on her face.

I have been studying for three days.It will be a little smaller during the day, but at night, it is as exciting as the notes of "Fate", and there are many.

Su Qianmian didn't know what to say, so she simply crawled to the bed and stared at the heavy snow outside.

Somewhere in her memory was touched, and she suddenly remembered some past events.

In the blurry segment, there is also heavy snow flying all over the sky, but the difference is the steep terrain and towering mountains.

There was darkness in front of Su Qianmian's eyes, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

A familiar voice sounded beside her ears, and her cold and cracked fingertips wiped her tears clumsily: "Don't cry, your eyes and face will be frozen."

"But I can't help it."

snow blindness...

Xun Mochen tightened his coat tightly and wrapped it around the petite girl in front of him.

"Where are we?" Su Qianmian asked.

Xun Mochen shook his head: "I don't know. I ran away for my life just now, and got separated from the local guide I invited."

Su Qianmian's voice was tense: "Could it be...buried by the snow?"

"Probably not. If we can come out, he must be fine."

Su Qianmian breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately fell into another melancholy: "Then we can't get out?"

Xun Mochen rubbed her hair, a little spoiled: "No, we will go out."

One Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains is a dead place that locals will not easily enter.

Su Qianmian lowered her head, the wind blew the corners of her clothes taut, and her voice broke in the wind as soon as she exited: "You... I, I have actually thought about this situation, and I am mentally prepared. Although we We should cherish life, but sometimes I miss and think too much, and I feel that I can’t move. I have no relatives, I don’t care about anyone, and I don’t care about anyone. How do you know that this is not what I want? ? But you are different... We met by chance, you really don't have to do this."

After Su Qianmian finished speaking, she didn't get an answer for a long time.It was so loud that she wasn't sure if he had said something she hadn't heard.What's even more hateful is that she couldn't see it, and couldn't deduce one or two from his expression.

So Su Qianmian said: "My mother... I had physical vomiting for more than 40 times. I couldn't help it later. I asked the doctor to inject a sedative. If the injection didn't work, I continued to inject it. After the reaction, I continued to inject it. Later, I was about to die. I can’t stand it anymore, and finally I don’t need to take sedatives, but put on normal saline and glucose… So I’m afraid of injections. Do you think I’m pitiful? In fact, I’m not only pitiful, but also cowardly. For example, my father told me to If I am strong, I have no choice but to be strong, so I ran to Tibet by myself, so that I can prove that I am very powerful, but what I actually think in my heart is that there will be many dangers on the road, and if something happens to me, it will not count. I have failed my father's expectations. There is nothing more sad than heartbreak, if it wasn't for you, I would have gotten my wish..."

The last word shattered in the wind, and she was pulled into her hard chest by a powerful force.

The chest rose and fell violently, and the breath sprayed on the top of her head... She wasn't sure if there was something softer imprinted on the top of her hair, trembling.

"Qianqian, I..."

Su Qianmian pushed him away and took off his coat: "You go, we have different paths. You go outside the snow mountain, and I go inside the snow mountain."

Xun Mochen held her hand tightly: "No."

"If you continue like this, you will die with me."

"Then you live with me."

Su Qianmian roared, "Why are you so annoying..."

The last voice was contained/into Xun Mochen's mouth.He kissed her, not domineering, not lingering, a little astringent, a little trembling.

"Qianqian, I like you, will you be with me?"

He liked her, she already knew it.Because she also likes him, it's unbelievable love at first sight, so she will observe him unconsciously.But those conjectures before have now been confirmed.

The confession at this moment is so romantic, tender, and... hopeless.

Su Qianmian stretched out her hand and scratched in the air, and snowflakes like goose feathers passed through her hand.

"But, we are destined not to get out of the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains."

For a long time in the future, they didn't say a word, they kept trekking, monotonous and arduous, the only thing that stayed in memory was the two hands that were tightly clenched, it seemed that the wind and snow were too strong, and they had been frozen together .

On the night of the third day, Su Qianmian woke up from sleep. The wind and snow that had been raging for two days finally stopped. The snow fell, the night became darker, and the stars became brighter, like bright gems, filling the sky.

Su Qianmian looked at the stars in the sky, silently twinkling, and a burst of joy and excitement surged in her heart: "Xun Mochen! My eyes are healed!"

They were in a sheltered place covered by huge rocks, Su Qianmian was inside, and Xun Mochen was outside.

To Su Qianmian's surprise, Xun Mochen didn't give any reaction, there were snowflakes or starlight hanging on his long eyelashes.

After Su Qianmian's eyes recovered, she realized that the clothes on Xun Mochen's body were pitifully thin.

She called him, but there was no response.

Su Qianmian panicked, she pushed him, but he still didn't respond.

Su Qianmian unbuttoned her clothes with trembling hands, then hugged him, trying to wrap the coat tightly around the two of them, and passed on her warmth to Xun Mochen.

With this posture, she happened to be facing the empty mountain forest behind Xun Mochen.

The sight quickly disappeared into the darkness, and the extreme silence filled the air with dangerous molecules.Something seems to be surging where she can't see, beast?Or a ghost?
I don't know what bird called suddenly, empty and shrill.

Su Qianmian moved towards Xun Mochen, hugged him even tighter, her voice trembling: "Xun Mochen, wake up, I'm afraid..."
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Su Qianmian tilted her head to look at Xun Mochen, and said softly, "Xun Mochen, I'm afraid..."