You Are My Rare Passion

Ye Xingbei pushed him speechlessly, "Gu Junzhu, are you still shameless? Your nephew is injured like that, and you still have random thoughts. You just pretended to be distressed, right?"

"How can this be called chaos? Xiao Qiao was indeed injured, but his relationship with Mi Sheng has improved by leaps and bounds, and it can be considered a blessing in disguise. You are here heartbroken for him. Now he is in his room and he is still in love with Mi Sheng for some reason. Are you stupid?" Gu Wuye resisted her push, took off her clothes skillfully, kissed her skin as smooth as white jade, her charming voice was indistinct, and the magnetism was so soft that it made the limbs go limp.

Ye Xingbei grabbed his wrist and bit him, "Gu Junzhu, you must be a fake uncle!"

Gu Junzhu smiled lowly, and continued to work hard: "I feel sorry for him, so I want to give him a few younger brothers as soon as possible, to fight father and son soldiers, to fight tiger brothers, if we give him more younger brothers, no one will dare to give birth to him." Bullied him."

"..." Ye Xingbei looked at him in admiration and said, "Gu Wuye, it's a pity that you don't become a lawyer!"

Gu Junzhu bit her lip, and rubbed his hot palms on her body, "I said it a long time ago, I am so talented, if I don't do any profession, it will be the loss of that profession."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Forget it, she gave up.

Still the same sentence, people are shameless and invincible.

Gu Wuye has long been invincible in the world, so why is she competing with Gu Wuye?

No matter how much she struggled and resisted, her clothes were finally taken off.

Her hands were pressed above her head, and she could only let the person on her do whatever she wanted.

*

the next day.

Qiao Zui woke up from his lethargy, opened his eyes, and saw Mi Sheng crouching beside him.

Mi Sheng sat on the chair beside his bed, with his upper body lying on the edge of the bed, facing him.

A stray strand of hair covered half of her cheek, making her face even smaller.

When she was asleep, she was less charming and coquettish, and more quiet and beautiful. With her eyes closed, An Tian fell asleep, like a peaceful and open water lily.

Qiao Zui's heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and lightly touched Mi Sheng's cheek.

Mi Sheng moved and woke up.

She sat up abruptly, dazed for a moment before remembering where she was now, hurriedly went to look at Qiao Zui's injured arm, and asked nervously, "How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

As she lowered her head to check, she said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I wanted to look at yours, and fell asleep while looking at it."

She didn't rest on the plane, and went to Fang's house after getting off the plane. She didn't close her eyes for two days and one night. In the second half of the night, she couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep in a daze.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal, why should you watch over it?" Qiao Zui laughed, her heart filled with sweet and happy feelings.

He looked down at Mi Sheng's legs: "Is it numb?"

Mi Sheng's heart was on Qiao Zui's injured arm. He didn't hear his question. He lowered his head to examine the injury on Qiao Zui's arm carefully. Seeing that it was better than yesterday, he breathed a sigh of relief: Well, the medicine prescribed is quite effective, much better than yesterday."

Qiao Zui moved his right arm slightly, and there was no severe pain like yesterday's severed nerve.

He himself was relieved: "I'm fine, I feel great now!"

As long as it wasn't for the pain, a few scalding blisters on the arms would be nothing to be ashamed of.

"You still have to be careful." Mi Sheng did feel that half of her body was numb, but she didn't care about it. After a while, she almost recovered, so she quickly took the gauze and ointment, and gave Qiao drunk: "The doctor said, Once the wound is healed, ointment and gauze can be applied."