"It really hurts." Gu Yanhao looked at Song Wuyou pitifully.
Song Wuyou hurriedly said to Xu Jing, "Xu Jing, get the medicine box."
"… okay!"
Xu Jing seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, turned around quickly, and went to get the medicine box.
Song Wuyou sat down again, frowned slightly, and stared at Gu Yanhao reproachfully, "Don't you know that you are injured? Still moving!"
Gu Yanhao looked at her innocently: "Who told you not to feed me?"
"You..." Song Wuyou was extremely annoyed by such Gu Yanhao.
She still likes him who is cold, and today he behaves like a little boy, a naive little boy.
Gu Yanhao spread his arms, with a clear smile in his eyes, and the corners of his perfect lips were raised high.
"Help me unbutton it." He said rascally.
Song Wuyou originally wanted to unbutton him to check his wound.
But touching his charming and evil eyes, she withdrew her hand and glared at him fiercely: "You solve it yourself!"
"I hurt."
"The wound hurts, but not both hands hurt."
"It hurts, the whole body hurts."
Seeing his pitiful yet funny expression, Song Wuyou really wanted to laugh.
She twitched the corner of her mouth, "Gu Yanhao, you are getting more and more shameless."
Gu Yanhao reached out and held her little hand, "That's because I care about you more and more."
Song Wuyou's heart moved slightly, he pulled back, stared at him, and said loudly to him with a fierce look: "Didn't you say that your whole body hurts? What are you doing holding my hand? I don't think you are hurting enough, I really want to Use two fingers to stab your wound hard!"
Gu Yanhao looked at her fierce and cute appearance, smiled lowly, and was in an inexplicably good mood.
Other women are fierce, but they are really fierce. She is fierce, but she has a heroic spirit that can make people obey.
"You poke, you poke, I'll let you poke." Gu Haoyan straightened his chest.
With such a straightening, the shirt was stained with more blood stains.
Song Wuyou stomped his feet, "Stop making trouble!"
Isn't he afraid of wound infection
Gu Yanhao curled his lips and smiled wickedly, "I didn't make trouble."
"Miss, here." Xu Jing fetched the medicine box and put it on the coffee table.
She glanced at Gu Yanhao, seeing Gu Yanhao's beautiful lips curled up and looking at Song Wuyou tenderly, she smiled, instead of making light bulbs, she went into the kitchen to help Sister Song.
Young Master Gu treats Miss better and better, hehe~
"Sit down! I'll help you undress!" Song Wuyou stared at Gu Yanhao.
Gu Yanhao nodded obediently: "Okay."
He sat down on the sofa, looking at Song Wuyou quietly.
Song Wuyou leaned forward and stretched out his hand, afraid of hurting his wound, he gently unbuttoned him.
The face that is close at hand is getting whiter and more tender.
White and transparent, rosy like a peach, I really want to take a bite.
Gu Yanhao stared at her intently, staring at her, her long and curly eyelashes fluttered slightly as she blinked, like an ink fan, extremely beautiful.
"Song Wuyou." He whispered her name with a deep and sexy voice.
His magnetic voice sounded next to his ears, and Song Wuyou's heartstrings seemed to be gently pulled, and even gently poked at the softest part of the bottom of his heart.
She raised her eyes and glanced at him coolly, with as much disgust as there was in that look.
Gu Yanhao hooked his lips and smiled charmingly: "Why are you looking at me like this?"
"You hate it."
"You love and hate me."
"Shut up!"
"Song Wuyou." The man couldn't help calling her name again.
"You are really boring!"