"Tomorrow night!"
She looked at the man who had left with the woman in her arms in disbelief, and her steps did not stop at all.
"God, didn't you say that Gu Shao and that woman were married by agreement?"
"I didn't say it just now, you said it, I don't care about it."
"I didn't say ...... either" Fang Ya was held in the place, extremely embarrassed, she looked up at Gu Beiqing, a little panicked, "Qingqing, what should I do!"
” "Shut up!"
Gu Beiqing glared at her coldly, exhaled slightly, and a chill oozed from her cold eyes, "Fang Ya, now all this is caused by your own cleverness, you can't blame anyone!"
” "But ......"
She seemed to want to say something, but when she touched the woman's cold gaze, she choked and pursed her lips. …… "Gu Mingye, I'm so itchy."
Gu Mingye grabbed her hand, looked at the man in the white coat on the other side, and his voice was so low that it was cold, "Why is she still itchy?"
” The middle-aged man glanced at the saline bag, took out the white ointment from the medicine box and put it on the table, and said lightly, "Young master, the effect of the medicine has not completely worked, just wait a while." ” The doctor pointed to the ointment on the table and continued, "That's the ointment for the young lady, wait for the young master, you can apply it to the young lady, twice a day." ” The man hummed lowly, took the ointment, unscrewed the cap, and carefully applied it to the red rash on the woman's neck.
The family doctor glanced at them and said, "Then the young master, I'll go back first." ” "Hmm."
As soon as the doctor opened the door, he saw Qin Yun outside the door, said a word, and turned to leave.
Qin Yun walked in, looked at Xiao Qinghuan on the bed, and said, "Are you okay?"
” "No ......"
Before Xiao Qinghuan's words were finished, he was lukewarmly interrupted by the man standing aside, "Mom, you go back and rest, I will deal with this matter." ” Qin Yun stared at her son's deep face, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, nodded, and turned to leave.
The man sat on a stool, stared at her unchanged gown, and turned to go downstairs.
Xiao Qinghuan's eyebrows jumped, staring at the closed door, and exhaled softly.
In fact......
She is not allergic to champagne at all.
A sense of boredom in her heart couldn't dissipate for a long time, and she didn't feel much guilty when she designed Gu Beiqing, but the man's kindness made her more and more uneasy.
Xiao Qinghuan grabbed the joint bones on the quilt and turned white, and the light above her head pierced her eyes with pain.
When Gu Mingye came up again, he had a pair of scissors in his hand, Xiao Qinghuan couldn't move while hanging the salt water bag, and the man carefully cut her skirt little by little.
When you're done, cover her with the quilt.
"Gu Mingye ......"
"Huh?"
He looked up at her neck and whispered, "Is it still itchy?"
” "It's better."
She moved, staring at him with clear eyes, "I want to sleep for a while, you accompany me." ” "Okay."
"Come to bed."
"Okay."
She couldn't turn around, the man was lying there, she rolled her throat, and whispered "You hug me." ” "Okay."
He whispered and hugged her from behind.
After a while, when Xiao Qing was about to fall asleep, he heard the man's magnetic and deep voice slowly coming out, "Huanhuan, in fact, you are quite good at coquettishness......"
She turned her head to stare at him, silent.
The two looked at each other, and she couldn't see the man's emotions clearly.
"Huanhuan, we are not an agreement marriage, you are my Gu Mingye's wife, huh?"
Gu Mingye leaned over and kissed her on the lips, and continued, "I won't let this kind of thing happen in the future." ”