Chapter 1287 I'd Rather Be You

I would rather be you, the one who can heal automatically after being injured. I would rather be you.

"My injury is fine." Gu Chuyan said softly.

But she was lying. Every time she spoke, she felt that she had touched a nerve. The wound was deep, but she had been forcing herself to endure it. Xiao Mohan knew it.

"Chuchu." Xiao Mohan lowered his head and kissed her hair.

The man's voice was mixed with too many distressed emotions. He asked her to lie on him and said, "Be good, sleep for a while."

"Don't, Mohan! I still..."

"Chuchu." Xiao Mohan's voice was full of affection. He hugged her tightly in his arms and said, "You sleep on me, I... feel at ease."

"Puff." Gu Chuyan laughed when she heard it.

She hugged his neck, lay in his arms, smelled the unique scent of the man, and slept soundly. Before going to bed, she whispered, "Mohan, you smell so good."

"..." Xiao Mohan's desire was ignited by her words.

The man lay on the bed, his silent black eyes staring at the ceiling.

"Gu Chuyan, you win." He sighed, suppressing the heat in his body.

Late at night, Gu's house.

The quiet Gu's house was brightly lit.

"Bang" the door was pushed open, and Gu Chengdong's tall figure appeared, but his expression was extremely gloomy. He covered his arm and walked inside.

"Hiss." In the hall of Gu's house, Ah Fu was sitting there, treating his wounds.

Hearing the footsteps, Ah Fu grabbed his weapon, stood up and faced him. When he found it was Gu Chengdong, he was stunned for a few seconds, walked forward respectfully, and called: "Master."

Gu Chengdong was silent, walked past him and sat on the sofa.

"Stop the plan." Gu Chengdong lowered his eyes, staring at the documents on the coffee table with his black eyes, took a lighter and lit it, and burned all the information.

The documents were burning, and thick smoke filled the hall.

"Master, why?" Ah Fu listened, he covered his abdomen, put the weapon on the coffee table, his attitude was respectful, but unwilling.

Gu Chengdong threw the lighter there, stood up and took off Ah Fu's clothes.

What caught his eye was a bleeding wound. The bullet had hit his abdomen and had not been pulled out yet. Blood dripped down his abdomen and stained the carpet red.

"Sit down." Gu Chengdong said in a deep voice, took the tools and came to treat Ah Fu's wound.

He paused, looked at the bullet, and whispered: "The weapons of the Xiao family army are 100% accurate. If Xiao Ran really wants to kill you, I'm afraid you can't escape."

Ah Fu's old face was pale and bloodless. He leaned there and asked with pain: "Master, what do you mean..."

"Xiao Mohan... He knew it a long time ago?" Ah Fu was a little unbelievable. This plan was very thorough and no one could see through it.

Gu Chengdong laughed at himself and said in a deep voice: "Maybe more than..."

I vaguely felt that Gu Chuyan's eyes were like... . Gu Chengdong shook his head, hoping that he was overthinking.

Xiao Mohan turned around, looked at her, and said nothing, but took out his mobile phone, sent a message, and left with Gu Chengdong.

Looking at their figures, especially Gu Chengdong, the words "sister's craftsmanship", the smile on Gu Chuyan's lips became more and more intense.

"Good morning, Xiao Yijue." Gu Chuyan looked down and saw Xiao Yijue standing beside her, with his hands behind his back, looking up at her handsomely.

"Mom." He called in a light voice, and Gu Chuyan was about to bend down.

He took a half step back, keeping a distance from her, waving his hands in a NO gesture, refusing to be hugged, and Gu Chuyan looked at his actions.