The only favorite of the third generation: Don't chase after your husband

Su Mengwan walked to the man's side, stretched out her hand to reach the man's forehead, fortunately the wound was treated in a timely manner, and he didn't touch her upper wound just now, otherwise his wound would have been inflamed after the toss he had just made.

Only now did Su Mengwan have the opportunity to look seriously at the man in front of her. This man has a very handsome and peerless face, a smooth and fair face, and sharp and sharp lips that are as beautiful as cherry blossoms. Can't help kissing Fangze.But most importantly, why do I feel that the person in front of me is so familiar?But I really haven't seen him before. With his peerless appearance, I don't think anyone who has seen him will easily forget him!Or...Su Mengwan stretched out her hand to gently stroke her neck, or that the reason why I felt him familiar was because the way he grabbed my neck just now felt like the emperor in my dream!
The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the room, Su Mengwan fell asleep lying beside the man because she was thinking too much.The warm sunlight shone on the two of them, making Su Mengwan's rare night peaceful and dreamless.

"Hmm..." The man moved slightly, and then opened his eyes.

"Has the wound been treated?" The man looked at the bandage on his chest and said softly, remembering the woman from yesterday.The man resisted the severe pain in his chest and struggled to get up. He looked around first, but soon found Su Mengwan lying beside him.She took care of me all night yesterday, so she must be exhausted!Thinking of this, the man stretched out his hand and gently pinned Su Mengwan's hair back from her cheeks.

"Pfft! Ha...ha..." The man couldn't help laughing when he saw the two bloody handprints on Su Mengwan's cheeks that looked like a kitten's whiskers.

"Hiss..." Because the laughter was too violent, it touched the wound on his chest, causing the man to gasp.And the man's smile, if seen by someone he knows, they probably think it's going to rain red!Because no one has ever seen him smile at all, and everyone who knows him thinks he is not funny, and he is naturally a cold-blooded and ruthless person!
"What's the matter with you?" Su Mengwan was awakened by the man's laughter, seeing his strange, stupid and funny behavior of gasping for breath because of the violent laughter that touched the wound on his chest, she asked in puzzlement, but seeing Seeing the man's smile Su Mengwan was stunned, his smile is really pretty, maybe this kind of smile will never get tired of looking at it for a lifetime!
"You have bloody handprints on your face." The man replied truthfully, presumably this should be left by treating his wound yesterday!Thinking of this, the man suddenly felt a warmth in his heart, an indescribably comfortable feeling.

"Blood handprints?!" Su Mengwan said in surprise when she heard the man's words, then she thought that she had touched her face with her hand when she saved him before, so she quickly reached out to wipe her face.

"Don't move!" The man said softly, then he stretched out his hand and wiped Su Mengwan's cheek with his thumb.But at this moment, the man felt so familiar, as if he had wiped his cheek like this for someone before.Boom... At this moment, Su Mengwan could only hear her heart beating violently like a drum, and she could no longer hear any sounds from the outside world.This is the only time in Su Mengwan's life that she has had such close contact with a man, but it is not considered her dream, it is her first time in reality, and it is still with such a peerless and handsome man.

"Okay!" The man said softly after a while, but for Su Mengwan, she felt as if she had experienced a century.

"Oh! Thank you! You haven't eaten yet, which is not conducive to your wound healing. I'll get you some food." After Su Mengwan felt that she had found her voice, she left these words blankly in order to cover up her emotions , Then he ran to the kitchen like flying.But the man looked at Su Mengwan's disappearing back and frowned tightly. He didn't understand what was going on with the feeling just now, he didn't look like himself out of control like this.

"There is nothing at home, I simply made some porridge, you can drink some!" After a long time, Su Mengwan walked to the man with a bowl of porridge and said.

"Okay." The man said softly.

"Ah! It's over! I'm going to be late again! I didn't go to the newspaper office and didn't ask for leave yesterday! If I'm late again today, that bald old editor will definitely fire me." When Su Mengwan saw the newspaper by her bedside, Suddenly there was a desperate scream when the clock ticked.

"Are you a reporter?" The man asked after hearing Su Mengwan's words.

"Yes." Su Mengwan replied with a mournful face.

"Very good job, I believe you will be a good reporter in the future." The man said to Su Mengwan gently, and his dark eyes were like bottomless pits. Although Su Mengwan could see her own reflection in it, she couldn't. clear his meaning.

"Thanks I will because it's my dream!"

"En. Hurry up! For a reporter with dreams like you, I don't think your editor-in-chief will fire you." The man said softly.

"En! But I can't leave you alone, and this porridge..." Su Mengwan wondered.

"You put the porridge here, I can drink it myself, I feel that my body is fine, so you can rest assured!" the man said again.

"Okay, then I'll go, you must drink the porridge! I'll come back early tonight and bring you some delicious food!" Su Mengwan quickly ran out of the house after speaking, and rushed to the newspaper office.Seeing Su Mengwan's leaving back, the man gently picked up the porridge beside him and drank it. The porridge in his stomach was warm, and then a nice smile unconsciously formed on the corner of his mouth.

"Young Marshal is late, please forgive him." Several handsome men broke into Su Mengwan's home and said to a man who was lying on the bed due to injury, it was true that the injured man was Su Mengwan yesterday. saved people.

"Tell me what's going on!" The man on the bed had completely lost the tenderness he had shown to Su Mengwan just now, and turned to the biting cold air emanating from his body that could freeze a person to death.

"Back to the young marshal, several of the subordinates searched for you for a long time yesterday according to the code left by the young marshal, but they failed to find your trace. Then there was a heavy rain, and everything had been washed away. As a secret code, it is impossible for the subordinates to find you, Young Marshal." A handsome man replied.

"I didn't find it? Could it be... where is the adjutant now?" The dark eyes of the man on the bed suddenly flickered, and he said immediately.

"Back to the young commander, after you were assassinated yesterday, the adjutant has traced a clue to assassinate your gang, and is now investigating the matter." The man said again.

"Oh? Since that's the case, let's not miss this good show, let's go back!" said the man on the bed.

"Yes." After speaking, several men stepped forward to help the man on the bed.

"By the way, you will go to the Shanghai Poster Office to do something in a while." The man on the bed ordered.

"Yes, young commander." The man said after receiving the order.

"Goodbye, little reporter!" The man on the bed said softly when he walked out of Su Mengwan's house.