Kiss You, Sweetheart

"Xun, how can you drink when you are so badly injured? You still have a high fever."

Qi shaoxun's hand was hard. Nisha couldn't take the cup out of his hand.

"Why are you suffering?" Nisha held his hand and put it on her forehead. "You're king. You're an international figure. How can you hurt yourself so much for a woman. Will you take good care of your health? "

"Get out!" Qi shaoxun roared.

"Hoon!"

"Go away!" Qi shaoxun's face was cold and stiff. With a wave of his hand, he put Nisha on the ground and drank up the wine.

Conveniently put the glass on the ground, facing the tap on the barrel, a twist, red wine on the flow of gurgle out.

"You can't drink any more, Hoon." Nisha cried and said that he already had a strong smell of wine, and did not know how much she had drunk.

Qi shaoxun turned a deaf ear and raised his glass to drink like water.

Ni Sha regardless of rush up, Qi shaoxun is very relaxed with one arm to stop her. Although he was injured, he was still stronger than a woman.

Nisa held his arm and was helpless.

Qi shaoxun looked at her coldly: "if you don't roll, I'll roll!"

He said, standing up, staggering to the wine rack, to get the bottle of red wine. The waist of the pajamas has been dyed red by blood. It's the blood from the wound.

"You don't move." Nisha cried desperately, heartache no longer, "you wound bleeding, you sit there, I let tansang come in to deal with you, I go out, no longer come in."

Qi shaoxun twisted the wine bottle, sat down on the sofa like a puppet, mechanically opened the red wine with a bottle opener, and Nisha took a deep breath and left the cellar.

As soon as she went out, tanzan and Senda stood up and asked in unison, "what's wrong with king?"

Nisha Wei took a breath and said, "tanzan, his wound has split. Go and deal with it."

"Good." Tanzan took the medicine box and went to the cellar.

He knocked on the door, but Qi shaoxun didn't respond. He didn't dare to act rashly. He looked at Nisha like asking for help. She nodded to him. Then tansang boldly opened the door and entered the wine cellar.

Nisha sat down on the sofa, with a cold expression and staring at one place. She said, "Senda, you will take care of the arms for the time being. Don't make any more deals recently. The wolves and Interpol are staring at us very closely."

"I see, Miss muse." Senda nodded.

There was a box of cigarettes on the coffee table. Nisha glanced at it and leaned slightly to pick it up. She smoked a cigarette and put it on her lips. Senda lit the fire for her.

She had not smoked for a long time, because she thought that Qi shaoxun must like beautiful girls. She can't change her background, but she can change her habits for him, just like an ordinary girl.

Nisha took a puff of smoke and felt her nose sour.

She spent so many years of her youth for him, but in the end she just got the word "roll". If Bo en didn't let him drink, would he say "um"?

So, it's not her bad character, it's just that it's not his love.

Tansang treats Qi shaoxun's wound and comes out with her eyebrows locked. Nisha looks at him.

He said in a deep voice, "Miss muse, it's not good for the wound to persuade King not to drink any more.