I Love You At The Right Time

It was a warm baby.

He, he still has this thing in his car.

“Enough?” Grinding his teeth, Gu Mushen threw the warm baby into her arms. “If you don’t want to die of pain, stick it on Lao Zi. I’ll take you to the hospital.”

“Don’t you, myself…”

“Su porcelain!” Gu Mushen clapped the steering wheel with scarlet eyes. “Believe it or not, Lao Zi has strengthened you here!”

“You…” Su porcelain bite lip, eyes stare big.

“Even is it? I’m afraid I’ll be good!”

Start the car, the car sped out like an arrow.

Su porcelain knew Gu Mushen was a madman.

He was really crazy, but she still pasted warm babies on his stomach as he said.

With the warm baby covering, the stomach pain did ease.

Gu Mu was afraid that Su Ci was suffering too much pain. He did not go to the hospital and found the nearest clinic.

The doctor prescribed the medicine and Su porcelain took it.

After narrowing in bed for a while, the pain gradually subsided.

Opening her eyes, she saw Gu Mushen sitting on the bed.

When she opened her eyes, she was just in line with his.

With a smile, he asked, “Is it better?”From NôvelDrama.Org.

Su porcelain sipped his lips and said nothing.

Gu Mushen asked again, “Do you want some water?”

Su porcelain still did not speak, tears fell down.

Why Gu Mushen?

Why him?

At this time, why is it him?

She would rather die of pain than be him.

Don’t start, Su porcelain’s light voice came： “You go.”

Gu Mushen clenched his hands, stood up and sneered, “Yo? Kick down the ladder. Su porcelain, I didn’t expect you to have this skill.”

“Whatever you say.” Close your eyes, she is very tired, “I don’t have the strength to quarrel with you, you go.”

“I won’t go.” Gu Mu cryogenic hum, “I won’t go. I’m looking at you right here.”

“Whatever.” Su porcelain threw a sentence.

Later, she did not know when she fell asleep.

When she woke up again, she was not in the clinic, but in a bedroom.

Suddenly sat up, Su porcelain looked at the room in consternation.

It took a long time to react. This is Yinshanyuan, her home.

Rake cake hair, face show sarcasm.

This is ridiculous.

She didn’t even recognize her own home at the first sight.

When the door opened, Gu Mushen leaned on the doorframe and looked at her and said, “You have slept long enough.”

“Why haven’t you left yet?” Su porcelain frowned.

Gu Mushen came in and stood in front of the bed. “You slept like a pig. You didn’t even know I sold you.”

Su porcelain did not answer, uncovered the quilt and went to the ground.

Gu Mushen watched her enter the bathroom and said at the back, “Wash your face, I cooked porridge, you drink some.”

“I won’t drink, you go.”

Walking to the bathroom door, Gu Mu watched her wash her face deeply. “I won’t go.”

Su porcelain is really not energetic and has no strength.

Although her stomach doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t mean she feels better.

Whenever she has ordinary, even 10 ％ fighting capacity, she must have a deep quarrel with Gu Mu, a big quarrel, and then drive him out.

But at the moment, she can’t even speak loudly.

Tired.

Gu Mushen seems to have grasped this point, so he is extremely unscrupulous.

The corners of his mouth rose upward, and he stepped closer in his spare time and stood behind Su porcelain.

Fingers hooked her hair and sniffed it gently at the nose.

Su porcelain looked at him in the mirror, his chest glowing with nausea.

“Gu Mushen, what do you really want to do?”

Can you spread it out and say that she can’t stand any torture now?

Even a little bit can be the last straw to defeat her.

“I don’t want to do anything.” Holding his arm, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Ci. “I cooked porridge. You are not in good health. Do you want to go to drink porridge with me or I want to carry you? You choose.”

After a meal, he bent over and smiled at Pamela： “As a friendly reminder, I personally like the option of holding you very much for your reference.”

“Fuck off.” Weak spit out a word, Su porcelain pushed him away and left.

In the restaurant.

She sat in a chair and watched Gu Mushen fill a bowl of porridge and push it to her hand.

When the spoon was handed over, he said softly, “Drink, I remember you used to like this porridge with lily. I also put the sugar. If you don’t think it is sweet enough, add it.”