Yang Xiaoxiao clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging into her palms.

"Car accident," she bit her lower lip, "we went out on a road trip and then there was a car accident and our car overturned down the winding road and ......"

"And then?"

Gu Qingcheng shook the red wine in the wine glass, locking Yang Xiaoxiao's increasingly pale face, which was bloodless.

"And then ......"

Yang Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on the bed, shook twice, his pale face suddenly turned red, and then he was sick to his stomach, and suddenly leaned forward and vomited all of a sudden.

It just happened to spit on Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

Yang Xiaoxiao waved his hand, and just as he opened his mouth to say "I'm sorry", he felt a strong feeling of vomiting, and directly covered his mouth and turned around and plunged into the bathroom.

Gu Qingcheng wrinkled his nose in disgust, looked down at the vomit stained on his black trousers, and put the wine glass in his hand on the table.

Yang Xiaoxiao came out of the bathroom, leaning against the wall, a little dizzy, seeing that there was no Gu Qingcheng in the room.

A very kind-looking aunt walked in from outside, holding a bowl of brown sugar ginger soup, and said, "Miss, Mr. let me bring it over, drink it while it's hot." ”

Looking like this, it should be Gu Qingcheng's helper.

"Thank you."

Yang Xiaoxiao may really have a cold and gastrointestinal problems, eating for a long time is irregular and unquantitative, and his appetite has been bad.

"Auntie, where is your husband?"

She opened her mouth and felt a bitterness in her throat.

Aunt Li said, "Mr. said, you can sleep in this room, or you can go to the next room to find him." ”

When Yang Xiaoxiao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, "This is the original words?" ”

"Yes."

Yang Xiaoxiao leaned over and glanced at a pair of men's slippers prepared by Aunt Li on the ground.

Aunt Li had already brought a cotton men's shirt and cut off the sign on it with small scissors in front of Yang Xiaoxiao.

"Because there have never been women here, so it's all men's only, but it's all brand new, and you'll just use it for one night."

"Thank you."

When Aunt Li went out, Yang Xiaoxiao grabbed the white men's shirt and went into the bathroom.

After washing in the bathroom for about an hour, the hot water fumigated, the skin turned pink, and changed into this white men's shirt, which was wide enough to cover the thighs.

Yang Xiaoxiao walked out, and a wall lamp was lit in the corridor, and the door of the next room was hidden and a crack was opened.

She walked over, grasped the handle of the doorway with one hand, and glanced down at her fingers, the tips of which were white.

Is she going in?

In Gu Qingcheng's words, now that she has entered, what is the difference between her and those who take the initiative to send her to the door?

Yang Xiaoxiao stood at the door, thought for a full minute, and when she turned around, she found that she was standing just one meter behind her, Gu Qingcheng was wearing a gray men's nightgown, looking down at her, she even saw a fast color in his eyes, and hurriedly took a step back, but on her feet was a pair of men's slippers that were big enough, and she tripped over and fell backwards.

Gu Qingcheng stepped forward and grabbed Yang Xiaoxiao's wrist and straightened her, with a hint of interest in his eyes: "Do you want to go in now?" ”

Yang Xiaoxiao looked at Gu Qingcheng's face, took a step back, and moved out of the door.

Xu Muheng and Gu Qingcheng are two different individuals, Xu Muheng feels sunny, ruffian, and often has a bad smile on the corner of her mouth, but she is very good to her. And Gu Qingcheng is different, he is more like a dark whirlpool.