Reborn Girl: Prince Charming's Hot Wife

Gong Moyi quickly put the bullet into the tray and stopped the bleeding for Beiming Yumo. "Hold on a little longer. The bullet has been taken out. It will be fine after bandaging it properly. Close your eyes and rest for a while."    

    

Because it was in the car, the car was still bumpy, so Gong Moyi was unable to suture Beiming Yumo's wound.    

    

She only quickly stopped his bleeding, then took out anti-inflammatory powder and sprinkled it on him. Only then did she start to use alcohol to wipe Beiming Yumo's wound.    

    

In front, as they got further and further away from the enemy's encirclement, the pressure on Xiyan Cheng and Beiming Shen lessened. With the last few gunshots, the enemy's movement had already gone far away.    

    

Only then did Beiming Shen have the time to look back. His heart was filled with worry. "Yumo, how do you feel?"    

    

"I'm fine." Beiming Yumo said, "Moyi has already taken out the bullets for me."    

    

As he spoke, his gaze involuntarily fell on Gong Moyi.    

    

She was still helping him remove the blood scabs around the wound. Her eyes were half closed and her expression was serious and focused.    

    

Under the dim light, her lines seemed gentle and deep.    

    

He felt his heartbeat unconsciously increase. The shoulder injury was painful, but it gradually became numb. Only the feeling of blood surging within his blood vessels was clear and profound.    

    

She was very close to him. A thought surged in his mind. He even hoped that Xiyan Cheng would suddenly increase his speed. This way, Gong Moyi, who was standing in front of him, would fall into his arms due to inertia.    

    

However, they had clearly made it clear that that day. His thoughts were indeed not good. Plus, Xiyan Cheng was right in front of him. Therefore, Beiming Yumo could only suppress his thoughts. Then, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.    

    

In front of him, Beiming Shen felt slightly relieved when he heard that. "That's good..."    

    

However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of bullets being loaded in the car.    

    

Everyone was shocked.    

    

Gong Moxuan suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were pure and there was no expression on his face. He just pointed the gun at Gong Moyi's temple.    

    

Gong Moyi was still holding the tweezers and the blood-stained alcohol cotton ball. When she felt the cold object pressed against her temple, she immediately felt a chill all over her body.    

    

She did not move but spoke in a calm tone, "Cless?"    

    

Gong Moxuan narrowed his eyes in puzzlement. "You know my name?"    

    

Gong Moyi slowed down her voice. "Have you forgotten about me?"    

    

She turned her head and tried not to agitate him with a relaxed tone. "Look, do you know me too?"    

    

Gong Moxuan looked at her and said, "I've seen you."    

    

Although she said that, she did not put down her gun.    

    

At this moment, Xiyan Cheng had already driven to the safe zone. Beiming Yumo and Beiming Shen also quietly pressed their hands on the gun.    

    

The atmosphere in the car became somewhat stagnant, while Gong Moyi continued to talk to Gong Moxuan. "So, can you take your hands off? We've seen it before. You helped me last time. Plus, you look like my brother. I feel close to you when I look at you. "    

    

Gong Moxuan did not move. He slowly pulled the trigger with his finger.    

    

Beiming Yumo was beside the two of them. Although the pain in his shoulder was unbearable, when he saw this scene, he still used his good hand to tightly hold the gun and was about to raise it.    

    

However, just as his hand was about to move, it was suddenly grabbed by a soft hand.    

    

Beiming Yumo was stunned. He saw Gong Moyi looking at him with a serious expression.    

    

She did not want him to make a move.