A row of words.

I respect, respectable, amiable, handsome, gentle, and considerate Gu Dad.

Every word is incomparably pompous.

The only advantage is that every word is beautifully written and neatly written.

Old Man Jian's handwriting is very beautiful, and Jian Sangyu learned from Old Man Jian when she was a child, so her handwriting is naturally unlikely to be ugly.

However, none of the content written in this is something that the eyes can see without hurting the eyes.

So, when she lowered her head and wrote on the paper, she wrote something like this in half a day?

Gu Shen was so angry that he didn't even lose his temper, put away the notebook, put it back in the drawer with the pen, and only after cleaning up the study did he go back to the bedroom.

The person who originally had a stomachache was holding his mobile phone playing games at this time, and I don't know if it hurts anymore, or if he is distracted by playing games, so it doesn't look so uncomfortable.

It's just that this weakness of heart is somewhat obvious.

As soon as he heard his footsteps, Jian Sangyu quickly stuffed his mobile phone under his pillow, and then lay straight on the bed.

"Still sick to your stomach?" Gu Shen walked over and sat next to her and asked her.

"It hurts." Jian Sangyu nodded, then took his hand and put it on her stomach, and said in a delicate and soft voice, "You rub it for me." ”

What a ......

Give some color to open a dye shop.

Gu Shen is still used to her.

He lay down beside her, rubbing his thick and warm palms gently on her stomach, and said, "Although peaches are not a stimulating food, if you can't get past it, you really think you are a monkey after eating it all afternoon?" ”

"I see." Jian Sangyu responded sullenly, glanced at Gu Shen, probably because he didn't want to listen to him anymore, so his little head shrank into the quilt little by little and didn't look at him.

Gu Shen's eyes jumped, and he couldn't help it, so he didn't pull her out of the bed again.

His hand didn't stop, sometimes clockwise, sometimes counterclockwise back and forth, gently rubbing it on her stomach through her pajamas.

Her hand didn't see much rest, and after a while, she pulled his sleeve and pulled his fingers, which showed that she was in a panic.

"Are you comfortable?" Gu Shen asked.

Gu Shen vaguely heard a voice from Jian Sangyu in the quilt, and he didn't know whether to answer um or what.

Immediately after, a powerful and not short-lived voice suddenly came from the quilt.

“bu~bu~”

Gu Shen's expression was stunned, his hands paused, and then he saw that small, black head, little by little, out of the bed.

Her hand pinched her own nose, then raised her foot and kicked off the quilt directly, the roots of her ears were slightly red, she didn't dare to look at him, pinched her nose and said, "It should be peach-flavored, fruit-flavored, maybe not too smelly." ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Gu Shen to answer, Jian Sangyu turned his head and glanced at him with a little weakness.

"It doesn't stink, does it?" Jian Sangyu let go of the hand pinching his nose and took two big breaths, then his little face changed, and he silently squeezed his hand back.

"Fruity?" Gu Shen stretched out his hand and took away Jian Sangyu's hand holding his nose, "You can smell it yourself." ”

At this time, Jian Sangyu's voice became quieter, "I'm sorry, I couldn't successfully control the power of the desolation in my body. ”

He pressed it too comfortably, and his stomach and intestines were peristalsis, so he naturally ......