Chapter 535: Black belly and Jiaojiao (one more) (1/2)

Chapter 535 Black belly Jiaojiao (one more)

”No? Huh?”

Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows, biting a dull sound from between his teeth.

However, the person who was caught didn't seem to know the guilty conscience, and the cold fingertips continued to chirp down.

Xiao Heng made her laugh angrily.

Who is the thickest-skinned person in the world? This girl is none other than this girl.

Xiao Heng is essentially a shy person. He blushes and his heart beats for a long time when he pulls a hand, but he can't hold someone to take advantage of him again and again, and he is so confident.

Does this girl really think he dare not do anything to her?

He squeezed her smooth little chin, and said with a hint of threat, ”You don't want to go to sleep, do you?”

Gu Jiao’s messy little hands paused, still closing his eyes, and said, ”I think.”

”No, you don't want to.”

After Xiao Heng said, he turned over and put his elbows on her sides, pressing her under her body vainly.

It was she who teased him first, so don't blame him for not letting her sleep well.

He lowered his head and covered her soft lips.

From the moment she rushed back in the wind and snow and appeared in front of him, and said to him ”Happy birthday, Lord Xiao”, he wanted to do so.

He tried to restrain, this girl didn't know how hard he restrained, and easily broke all his restraints.

After resting at home for a few days, the lips that were cracked by wind, sand and ice became moist and soft.

His breathing was messed up, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

He released her briefly, before the last trace of collapse.

”Your face is red,” Gu Jiao said.

”Don't speak!” He buried his head in her neck.

”Ears are also red.” Gu Jiao said again.

”Gu Jiaojiao!” His voice was dull.

Gu Jiao tilted her head slightly, pointed her mouth at his red ears, and whispered: ”The voice is not your own~”

Xiao Heng's breathing was stagnant: ”...Gu Jiaojiao!”

”Yes.” Gu Jiao answered obediently.

The presence of    made Xiao Heng's heart melt, and the humiliating flames were instantly extinguished by a basin of ice water, and he couldn't laugh or cry at someone under him.

Someone is still an old **** with his eyes closed on the ground.

Xiao Heng moved his elbows in, tightening her around her, and then the corners of her lips curled up, and he smiled: ”Aren't you awake? Why can I still see it?”

Try harder.

Xiao Heng saw her eyes move steadily under her closed eyelids.

Xiao Heng burst into laughter, pressed her forehead against her forehead, and said in a lowly bewildering voice, ”I can't speak, huh?”

His voice is so sweet that Gu Jiao’s ears are crisp.

Gu Jiao paused: ”You are so delicious.”

Xiao Heng: ”...”

How did the topic turn so fast?

Okay, come, let’s talk about a few cents today.

Xiao Heng looked at someone's eyes amusedly: ”Really? I haven't eaten it, so why is it delicious?”

”I have eaten it.” Gu Jiao raised her hand blindly, touched his cheek, and nodded his lips.

It's all like this, but I can still close my eyes and look like I'm not awake, Xiao Heng is also convinced.

In ancient times, there were small thieves who concealed their ears and stolen the clock, and now there is Gu Jiao, a dramatist with his eyes closed.

Xiao Heng wanted to laugh, and whispered in her ear: ”Gu Jiaojiao, this is not called eating.”

He spoke quickly, and regretted it after he said it.

These words...a bit too Meng Lang.

seemed to be afraid that she would be embarrassed by her reaction, and he quickly changed the subject: ”How old is the woman on your side?”

Now that she knows that she is not the real Gu Jiaoniang, and she has admitted that she is not Gu Jiaoniang, then she doesn’t have to pretend to be unclear.

Although he actually has too many things unclear.

For example, her origin, and why she became Gu Jiaoniang.

Gu Jiao didn’t know that so many things flashed in his heart in a short time. She answered honestly: “A woman who is eighteen adults and twenty is married.”

Adulthood means being married, and getting married means getting married. Xiao Heng understands these things.

Xiao Heng stroked the top of her hair, and asked softly: ”Then you let me wait for you to grow up, do you wait until you are twenty or until you are eighteen?”

Gu Jiao closed her eyes and was about to speak.

Xiao Heng said hoarsely: ”Eighteen.”

Gu Jiao: ”I didn't say.”

Xiao Heng: ”You said it, I heard it.”

Gu Jiao: ”You shamelessly.”

Xiao Heng gave a low laugh, and gently touched her cheek: ”Well, I'm shameless, but Doctor Gu, are you sure you can wait until eighteen?”

Gu Jiao seriously said: ”Of course I can!”

Xiao Heng licked her lips and looked at her: ”Would you like to take your hand out first before saying this?”

Gu Jiao tilted her head: ”I'm asleep.”

Xiao Heng: ”...”

Xiao Heng laughed lowly: ”Okay, I get it.”

He lowered his head and covered her lips again, lingering and restrained, domineering but gentle.

Gu Jiao fell asleep in great pleasure, and she was indescribably refreshed after waking up.

Xiao Heng is no longer there. He left a note on the bedside table, stating that he had gone to the Criminal Ministry to assist with the case.

The line between the lines is full of business affairs, and there is no half-ambiguous tone. However, Gu Jiao’s favorite snacks and meat are placed on the table intimately.

Gu Jiao tasted a snack.

唔, it's so sweet.

Gu Jiao went to Mo Qianxue’s ward next door after finishing packing.

Speaking of which, the reason why this wing room was converted into a ward was given by Gu Chenglin. During the days when Gu Chenglin stayed here, Gu Jiao simply remodeled the room, added an operating bed, and kept the original one. Canopy bed.

The medical officer Tong stayed all night before Dr. Song came over and changed his class.

The one in the room right now is Doctor Song.

Doctor Song was not idle while taking care of Mo Qianxue. He was looking through the cases compiled during this period, hoping to improve his medical skills as soon as possible.

Gu Jiao entered the house.

Doctor Song heard the movement and got up and greeted Gu Jiao: ”Doctor Gu.”

”How is her situation?” Gu Jiao asked.

Doctor Song said: ”There is nothing serious for the time being, there is no postoperative infection, and the drainage of pleural effusion and gas is considered good.”