After Bei Minghan finished, Gu Qingxin taught him how to paste it.
"A little behind!"
"Why?" Bei Minghan looked up at her very seriously and asked.
"..."
If there is a crack in the ground now, she must get into it right away.
"Think for yourself! Hurry up, I can't hold on any longer!" Gu Qingxin looked away in embarrassment, not daring to look at him again.
Bei Minghan glanced at her body, thinking about the structure there...
I understand in seconds.
After Gu Qingxin got dressed, she picked up the towel that she had soiled and fled into the bathroom.
She stroked his forehead helplessly, why did she feel that this man was becoming more and more... scary!
Bei Minghan ordered people to increase the temperature in the villa. Bai Jingqing said that a woman who just had a miscarriage is most afraid of catching cold. If she catches cold, it will cause irreparable damage to her body.
Bei Minghan also didn't allow her to go to school, and didn't even give up the villa. Gu Qingxin looked at his nervous look, and even doubted whether he knew about her miscarriage.
But he didn't say anything, Gu Qing thought to himself, with his temper, if he really found out, it's impossible to act as if nothing happened.
Thinking of the baby who had no fate with her, Gu Qingxin would still feel very sad, the pain in her eyes could not be concealed no matter what.
However, if she is given another chance to choose, she will still save Bei Minghan without hesitation...
Even if...
She knew at the time that she was pregnant and she had to save him too.
"What are you thinking about, so preoccupied?" Bei Minghan hugged her from behind, he saw the pain in her eyes, but he could only pretend that he didn't see it, that he didn't know anything.
No one knew that his heart was a thousand times more painful than hers.
She only hurts for the baby, he, for both her and the baby.
Bowing her head and gently kissing her hair, Gu Qingxin hurriedly dodged and said, "I haven't washed my hair for several days!"
"Even if you don't wash for the rest of your life, I still like it." Bei Minghan hugged her even tighter.
"..."
Sure enough, men are all sweet-talking animals. If you don't wash your hair all your life, it will stink to death, and even ghosts will not like it, let alone this man with a cleanliness addiction.
"This year seems to be a cold winter, and it's getting colder and colder." Gu Qingxin looked outside, the bare trees were tilted to one side by the wind, as if it was going to snow.
"Aunt Zhou, bring a blanket here." Bei Minghan turned around and shouted.
"Yes, master." Aunt Zhou went to do it immediately.
"Is it cold?" Bei Minghan hugged her into his arms, held her little hand, frowned slightly, why was it still cold.
"Your wound! Be careful." Gu Qingxin gave him a helpless look, and hurried down.
"It's ready!" Bei Minghan frowned slightly depressed, since she was injured, she didn't let him hug her anymore.
"It's only a few days away! You treat yourself like a god." Gu Qingxin leaned gently in his arms.
Aunt Zhou brought over the blanket, and Bei Minghan unfolded the blanket to cover her, and the two snuggled up on the sofa, watching the strong wind outside.
"Is it still cold?" Bei Minghan asked.
Although the temperature in the villa is very high, Gu Qingxin's lower abdomen is still a little uncomfortable, and her hands and feet are also cold. Now that she is wrapped in a fluffy blanket, she is really comfortable and warm.
"It's not cold anymore." Gu Qingxin leaned against his arms, absorbing the warmth from his body.
"Actually, we should change to a different kind of sofa. This kind of sofa looks good, but it's uncomfortable to lie on." Gu Qingxin couldn't help but say something.