Wind chill is not a minor illness. Why is he so disregarding his body
Feng Jiuge thought angrily, and felt that this man was really irritating. He knew that he was sick, but he still cared for her regardless. Did he have to fall ill to come here
Unexpectedly, Feng Jiuge would say this sentence. Gu Beiyan laughed when he heard it. His smile made people feel that everything in the world had lost its color. Just looking at his face, he felt that there was no other scenery to watch.
"Is Jiujiu worrying about me?" He gently stroked Feng Jiuge's face with a big palm, the threads are lingering.
This was the first time Feng Jiuge cared about him since they met, and this made King Tan, who had always seen a lot of battles, been particularly flattered.
worry? Feng Jiuge meditated for a moment in his heart, and decided not to refute the man's words, whatever he thought.
She watched the night, fearing that it was already midnight, and Gu Beiyan was still here, and the people accompanying her must have known about it, but her fainting was too untimely, and it was really frequent.
"I'm fine, you should go back and rest soon." Feng Jiuge realized that when he said that he cared about people, his face must be turned towards the other person. Maybe he didn't want people to see her face, and also Or for fear of people discovering her abnormality.
Feng Jiuge has never been good at doing things that care about people.
What's more, this object is Gu Beiyan!
Looking at Feng Jiuge's awkward appearance, Gu Beiyan didn't rush to tear it apart, but the smile on his lips deepened, his hand still clinging to Feng Jiuge's slender, he didn't mean to loosen it at all.
"This king will stay with Jiujiu tonight, okay?" It sounded like a negotiating tone, but the strength in the words was that he had booked him to stay in her room tonight.
Although he and Gu Beiyan haven't lived in the same room, it's just that he left in the last few times. If they say that they cross their necks and sleep on the same bed, they are all bluffing. Gu Beiyan is still accommodating to her.
Feng Jiuge heard the words without saying a word, but his eyes were wide open. He looked at the beautiful man sitting by the couch, trying to make him stubborn for no reason.
What is his tone of voice for discussing with her, he clearly thought that he would stay tonight, and asked her in good name, her opinion is important
Feng Jiuge didn't bother to bother with him anymore, just pulled the thin quilt over his head, turned into the bottom of the bed, and made a sound from the thin quilt, "If you don't take the medicine, don't want to stay. This bed belongs to me."
Her implication is that even if Gu Beiyan stays, she can only sleep on the chair beside her. Although it is a bit wrong to make a king of sandalwood couch, Feng Jiuge wants to compare her innocence compared to his suffering from these grievances. important.
If this king Tan's nature is exposed, how can she beat him as a weak woman
Feng Jiuge has such a childish temperament, but it hasn't changed at all. If his ninety-nine years have not changed at all, Gu Beiyan would not believe it. Even if what she said hurts, her heart is still pure.
When they were together, he was more withdrawn, Feng Jiuge would try his best to coax him to speak, and he had to force him out of his hostility before giving up. She was so flamboyant and free, but her heart was extremely soft.
——
After all, Feng Jiuge underestimated Gu Beiyan's ability. When she was going to be drowsy and going to meet Zhou Gong, she wrapped a warm body behind her and instantly drove her drowsiness away.
She endured her temper and didn't kick Gu Beiyan out of the bed, but he wrapped his body from behind, with his chin resting on her shoulders, and he said as expected.
And his original words are-since this king and Jiujiu have long been privately appointed for life, why not share the same bed
Why not? Not too big!
Feng Jiuge feels that this boyfriend must be accustomed to Luo Qiran blindly, and even these shameless words can blurt out, is there still half a prince's arrogance
In the end, Feng Jiuge really couldn't wear a man such a nasty person. After all, she fell asleep, but before going to bed, she secretly vowed in her heart that she would kick him out of bed when she woke up.
Gu Beiyan can't take advantage of this kind of good deeds, otherwise he would eat her tofu for nothing
The journey to the south was hurried. I slept all night and the sky was not getting brighter. Someone knocked on her door and knocked perseveringly, very vigorously.
Feng Jiuge got used to sleeping, but opened his eyes when the person knocked for the third time, only then realized that he did not know when he was in Gu Beiyan's arms. The two of them were resting on a bedding, her head resting on his arm. Bend, intimate posture.
Perhaps the man is also used to alertness. Hearing this disturbing sound, his brows were raised and his displeasure was raised.
The two leaned so intimately, and even if Feng Jiuge was cold and cold, they blushed most of the time, and they were so embarrassed that they came as soon as they said, their legs hidden under the bedding were hooked up, and they wanted to kick him.
She clearly said last night that it's okay to sleep on the couch, but she can't move her feet, let alone pester her.
Did this man take her words to ears
Feng Jiuge wrote all his intentions on her face at this time, and Gu Beiyan rolled over and pressed her under her body before she had any action. His long hair like ink fell, and he passed Feng Jiuge's A piece of face is itchy.
The two people in the room were so'stalemate', but the people outside the room were still knocking on the door with great energy, as if they would not give up until they responded.
Although Feng Jiuge is accustomed to publicity, if something tricky happens to her, she will have no way to panic. And this thorny thing is like this. Gu Beiyan pressed her under her body and put her arms on the couch, forming a posture that embraced her. The two were very close together, and his hot breath sprinkled on her white neck, swiping like feathers, making it itchy.
"You—" When Feng Jiuge uttered his voice, he realized how delicate his voice was at the moment, as if he was suffering from a serious illness. Without half of his strength, his entire face was still red from the bottom to the forehead.
The distance between the two was not close. Feng Jiuge's eyes flowed all the way from the tip of the man's hair, sweeping his eyebrows, eyes, and nose, and finally fell on the beautiful lips.
Even if Gu Beiyan’s facial features are disassembled, he is still so handsome that no one else can. His face is like a natural one. Even the most outstanding craftsman in the world can’t create such a face. The edges and corners are sharp and thin. Even the outline is exquisite.
Such a man, no wonder countless women in the world love him.
If she has not restrained her emotions, she is afraid that she will fall into his soft eyes...
"Nine-nine." The man said, calling out as always.
Feng Jiuge felt that her name was called by thousands of people, but he was the only one who called it so pleasing to the ear, making her forget where she was for a while, and even the resistance she should have was completely resolved, her eyes All of them reflect the appearance of men, and they are extremely serious.