He Is Warmer Than Time

It was the night when Shen Zhaozheng was lying in bed. He used to feel very empty in his heart. It seemed that there was only one goal in life, which is to make the greatest achievement in his own field.

Now, knowing that she is in the next room, knowing that she also likes him, my heart is filled, and the winter wind seems to have become warmer.

He has grown up so much that he hasn't been particularly liked by anyone. Even the love from his family is impure. Everyone has their own calculations.

It's just that he knows that Gu Nian likes him just purely. He doesn't want to get anything from him, and he doesn't want to show off by relying on his identity.

This pure, impurity-free like makes him feel warm.

Yes, words like warm can also be used by him.

Shen Zhaozheng thought about a lot of things and couldn't fall asleep, but Gu Nian next door fell asleep while lying down.

Now that she has expressed her intentions, then she will not be entangled, and she will be able to sleep better.

The next morning, when Gu Nian opened her eyes, she saw a person sitting next to the bed. She yelled: "Ah...Uncle...Why are you sitting here silently? It's scary."

Shen Zhaozheng smiled: "Get up and make breakfast for you."

"Then you go out, I want to change clothes."

He saw her clothes on the bedside... the underwear was on the top, it was white...

He felt his lower abdomen tighten, and his voice became hoarse unconsciously: "Okay..."

After speaking, he quickly got up and left the room.

A twenty-eight-year-old man, seeing a girl's underwear, feels at a loss, is this a kind of contrast?

After getting dressed, Shen Zhaozheng was in the kitchen, seeming to be frying eggs. Gu Nian hurriedly walked over: "Uncle, let me do it, you still have injuries on your shoulder."

"It's okay, it's no effort."

Gu Nian was standing next to him, eagerly trying to reach out to help, Shen Zhaozheng smiled and said, "After breakfast, I have your work to do."

"What kind of work?"

"Change my dressing."

After breakfast, Shen Zhaozheng picked up the medicine bag brought back yesterday, sat on the sofa, and looked at Gu Nian: "Your life is here."

Gu Nian is eagerly eager to: "I will not humiliate my mission."

After speaking, I sat down, and then I didn’t know what to do.

"Help me take off these short sleeves."

In northern houses, the heating is fully turned on. In winter, Shen Zhaozheng usually wears a short sleeve in the house.

Gu Nian was stunned for a moment, but...if you want to take medicine, you must take it off.

She stretched out her hand to hold the hem of his short-sleeved shirt, and the two got close, and Gu Nian murmured, "Is the heating too sufficient?"

His hoarse voice rang in his ears: "Are you hot?"

Gu Nian's ears were all red, and she said in a heartbeat, "It's... it's fine."

After he finished pulling his clothes up and rolling up, his abdominal muscles, mermaid line and chest muscles were unfolding one by one in front of his eyes. My uncle's figure is really superb.

Gu Nian couldn't help swallowing saliva.

Because her right hand could not be raised, Gu Nian finally helped him take off his short sleeves, and then she saw the gauze still stained with red blood, and she began to carefully remove the gauze.

Going round and round, you can finally see his wound...

It was shocking, the wound was deep, and the meat in the outer circle was rotten, and it was scarlet...

Gu Nian thought he was pretending to be injured, that he was only slightly injured, but he didn't know that he was injured so badly.

After all, it was hit by shrapnel, almost like being shot. Shen Zhaozheng really didn't act at all.