Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Lenard comforted Babur that it was all right, and threw the bullet on the plate atnoveldrama

once. He changed his gesture to stop Babur's bleeding, and then said, "The bullet has been taken out... you will be fine, you will be fine."

Babur smiled weakly, and the vitality on his face faded in an instant. As if his life was leaving his body bit by bit, he slowly closed his eyes, "But I am so tired... the bullet was finally taken out, can I sleep?"

Lenard was stunned. While he was helping him cover the wound to stop bleeding, he touched the skin on his artery, perceived that the temperature on Babur was getting lower and lower.

"No... it will be fine, Babur, you must hold on... the bullet has been taken out, and you should be fine."

If he died because of excessive blood loss, Lenard would not forgive himself.

"Babur!"

Seeing that Babur's eyes were about to close, Lenard held Babur's hand in an attempt to transfer his heat to Babur. His body was too cold, because he lost too much blood, which led to the gradual decline of his body temperature. Lenard turned on the heating in the room in summer.

He went to get a pot of hot water, wiped all the blood stains for Babur, and cleaned the whole house inside and out again until there was no smell of blood at all. He went back to the room with much sweat. The heating was working, and Babur's face finally turned red.

Lenard looked at Babur and looked at the rag in his hand. Suddenly he laughed and he didn't know why. Then he threw the rag on the table next to him and sat down two steps backwards.

Sitting down, he put his hand over his face.

He didn't know why he suddenly had a sense of relief, and he didn't know why he was so nervous when Babur was hurt.

Lenard couldn't stop laughing. Later, he stood up and paced slowly to Babur on the bed. He has fallen into sleep with his eyes closed. Lenard stretched out his hand and completely took off his clothes.

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He burned the clothes outside, took a new set of clothes from the wardrobe, cut off the tags, and put them beside Babur.

He wanted to leave, but he considered that Babur's body was cold, so he could only sigh and walk back and sit down by the bed.

Then, Lenard Stretched out his hand

to lift Babur and tried to put his clothes on. He was indeed raised in a wealthy family. It was the first time for him to serve others to wear clothes, and the man that was served was even unconscious after injury.

While buttoning Babur's shirt, he accidentally touched Babur's waist, and the cold touch made Lenard's fingers tremble.

He took back his hand, and looked at Babur in confusion.

He looked at his silver hair, and the face whiter than normal men. Babur was just sleeping with his eyes closed, it seemed that he would never wake up again.

Lenard's pulse accelerated at this moment. He didn't speak, but buttoned the clothes for Babur, and then left. It seemed that if he looked at Babur again, he would be infected by a virus. He left the room quickly, and when he closed the door, he deliberately made it quiet?

Then Lenard leaned against the door and took a few deep breaths.

What was going on...

Why was there such an illusion?

Babur, who was lying inside, was just his friend, and he just helped him wear a

shirt. Why should he panic?