C8 (1/2)

When Gu Mushen returned, he found that the light in Gu Yan's room was still on. It was so late …

He could not help but frown, and was a little displeased. Walking up, he discovered that there was not only one person in her room, other than Aunt Shen, Lu Yan was also there.

The girl was now sleeping with a frown and a head full of sweat.

Did she have a nightmare?

Lu Yan walked forward and pulled out the needle, and even the infusion tube. He touched Gu Yan's forehead, and then walked in front of Gu Mushen: ”There's already no sweat, but it should still be painful for a while. I also added the medicine I prescribed during the day into the infusion bottle.

”Yes.”

The man replied in a light tone, his gaze never leaving the girl's face.

Since she was sick, how could the Aunt Shen not tell him? Then there was only one possibility, the phone call was not received by him.

There was no need to guess who received it.

Gu Mushen's thin lips formed a line as he walked to the side of the bed and sat down.

After Lu Yan and Aunt Shen looked at each other, they tactfully left the room and closed the door.

Since Gu Mushen had returned, there was no need for them here.

At this moment, the man lowered his eyes to look at the girl's brows, which were still tightly furrowed. His eyes seemed to have a deeper understanding as he took off his outer robes and gently picked her up.

Gu Yan vaguely felt that there was another person beside her. She shrank towards the heat source and muttered, ”It's painful …”

Gu Mushen caressed her cheeks with one hand, trying to calm her brows down. One after another, he placed his other hand on her abdomen.

After that, he gently pulled Gu Yan's cheeks and kissed on her forehead.

Gu Yan's hair moved into Gu Mushen's nose with a refreshing fragrance. He stood up and circled the girl in front of him, and depicted her small face with a burning gaze.

He reached out his hand and traced the girl's eyebrows, the bright eyes, and then the pale lips, pale with pain, with hints of red in the whiteness. He leaned over and gently pressed against the girl's lips.

He looked up at her for a long moment, rubbing his stomach with his hand until he saw her frown and frown, and then he closed his eyes and went to sleep with her.

Gu Mushen sighed in his heart: Good night, my girl.

The skyline gradually brightened as the morning light shone through the cracks in the windows.

Gu Yan's eyes turned, suddenly, she opened her eyes and stared straight at the ceiling.

The scenes from the dream replayed themselves in her mind, replayed in front of her eyes.