As soon as Liu Qinghe heard Gu Zhun's words, he knew that he was actually a little tempted, otherwise wouldn't it be solved if he said it directly.

Why do you need to analyze your own shortcomings like this and explain to her.

"How can there be no future, your leg is recovering well now, maybe you can completely abandon the wheelchair in the future."

Gu Zhun's gaze fell on his lap, and his eyes were slightly dark.

He knows best what his situation is, not to mention abandoning his wheelchair, he must carry crutches with him in the future, and he will not have the day to walk freely.

Looking at Liu Qinghe, who was squatting next to him and massaging himself seriously, Gu Zhun pursed his lips and said, "It's okay." ”

Of course, Liu Qinghe couldn't listen to him, "At least an hour a day, how long is this." ”

The mobile phone placed outside kept coming from the new message prompt, Liu Qinghe didn't care, and focused on massaging Gu Zhun's legs, which didn't feel much sense.

There was silence in the bedroom, lit only by a lamp, until there was a knock on the door outside.

"Miss Liu, it's time to eat."

Liu Qinghe answered, stopped his somewhat sour hand, looked up at Gu Zhun, and found that he had fallen asleep.

Quietly moving to the head of the bed, Liu Qinghe leaned down to Gu Zhun's side, raised his hand and touched his frowning brow.

No matter how calm he is, it can't change the fact that he has been robbed of his identity and ability to walk.

What's more, now that he has returned to the area where he has lived since he was a child, and has seen Jiang Xunfei live recklessly with his identity, how can he really calm down.

Liu Qinghe stretched out his hand to turn off the lamp, carefully moved into Gu Zhun's arms, and lay on his stomach closest to his heart.

He groped for his hand on his hand hanging at his side, and whispered, "Get up and eat." ”

In the dark, Gu Zhun opened his eyes, feeling the weight on his body and the constant heat in his palm, and his mood was very complicated.

In the past few months, the murder has been fierce, and the persuasion has been persuaded, but it still has no effect.

The heartbeat under the ears was a little faster than it had just been.

Awake?

Liu Qinghe raised his head, his gaze stayed on Gu Zhun's chin for a moment before slowly looking into his eyes.

Because it was too dark to see clearly, she reached out and wanted to touch whether Gu Zhun's eyes were open or closed.

As soon as his fingers touched Gu Zhun's face, he grabbed it.

"Get up."

Gu Zhun's voice still had a hint of hoarseness that he had just woken up, which was very fascinating.

Liu Qinghe was silent for a few seconds with red ears, and slowly got up from Gu Zhun, "Are you going out to eat?" ”

"Hmm."

Hearing this, Liu Qinghe turned on the headlights in the bedroom, and when he saw Gu Zhun's eyes squinting slightly because of the sudden light up, he quietly took a breath.

According to the urge to kiss and hug, she got out of bed first and put on her slippers before going to help Gu Zhun.

"When will the electric wheelchair arrive?"

Is this to distance yourself from her?

Liu Qinghe suddenly didn't want the electric wheelchair to be delivered!

"It should be there tomorrow."

Pushing Gu Zhun out of the room, the driver and bodyguard in the living room were already standing aside and waiting, and when they saw the two of them coming out, they wanted to come forward to help.

"No, I'll do it myself."

The driver, who was rejected again, lowered his hand, "Miss Liu, my duty is to drive for you and protect you, you can tell me to do anything." ”

Gu Zhun glanced at the driver standing aside, and was even more curious about the part-time job in Liu Qinghe's mouth.

What kind of part-time job can make her have the current wealth in just a few months, and she also has her own driver and bodyguard?