Tang Mint threw over and hugged his neck: "Qiao Jiangbei!" His tone was full of joy.

Qiao Jiangbei hugged her, both of them were still in an untouched state at the moment, his hand was on her smooth and delicate back, and after just a moment, his voice lowered.

Holding her face, leaning over and kissing and kissing, he especially felt dissatisfied, but he was also afraid that he was too Meng Lang at the beginning, but he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it now.

The woman who was still glaring at her just now was as obedient as a cat at the moment, learning his movements and kissing him little by little.

The two of them were like children who had just gotten a novelty toy, and they couldn't put each other down, and after a long time, Qiao Jiangbei barely controlled himself to let go of her, and kissed her at the corner of her watery eyes: "Does it still hurt?" ”

Tang Mint was not polite to him, and nodded very firmly: "It hurts." ”

Qiao Jiangbei smiled, hugged her and went in to clean it up, wrapped her in a bath towel and carried her out.

Picked up her phone and made a call, then went back to bed and used a hair dryer to help her dry her hair.

Tang Mint enjoyed all this with peace of mind, lying on his lap, comfortable and drowsy.

When his hair was almost dry, the doorbell rang from the entrance, Qiao Jiangbei went to look at the door, quickly turned back, leaned over and patted Shi Xixi's face when he was almost asleep: "Xixi, get up, let's go to another room to sleep, it's already set." ”

Tang Mint stretched out his hand to him: "You carry me." ”

Qiao Jiangbei chuckled, picked her up according to his words, and went to the room where he had just instructed the assistant to set a new appointment.

After settling his wife, it was already dawn, Qiao Jiangbei changed his clothes, sat on the edge of the bed and touched her hair: "Xixi, wait for me here." ”

Tang Mint was served comfortably, and at this time he was sleepy, and he only responded in a daze: "Then you come back quickly......"

Qiao Jiangbei smiled, kissed her on the forehead, and got up to leave.

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Gu Qingzhu's health has been really bad in the past two years, either in the hospital or at Qiao Jiangbei's home to recuperate.

I just came back from the hospital a few days ago, and I'm drinking porridge at this time.

In order not to affect the taste, several kinds of condiments are added, don't look at it as a bowl of porridge, it takes a lot of effort to boil it.

Gu Qingzhu ate in small bites, coupled with her pale and delicate face, she had a bit of the delicate temperament of everyone in her illness.

She ate quietly for half an hour, and Chen's mother, who was helping in the kitchen, was a little apprehensive, and stepped forward cautiously: "Miss Gu, is the porridge not to your taste or what's wrong?" ”

Gu Qingzhu raised his face, a little embarrassed: "No, Mother Chen, it's my own bad appetite, I can't finish a bowl of porridge." ”

She pushed the sticky and bright rice porridge at hand to the other side of the table: "Mother Chen, if I'm not mistaken, your granddaughter had a small car accident some time ago, and now it's the time to replenish qi and blood, if you don't dislike this porridge, take it back to see if your granddaughter drinks it, the medicinal materials in it are rare, and it will always have some effect." ”

Of course, Chen's mother also knows the weight of this bowl of porridge, which is much more useful than the so-called supplements sold outside!

She thanked her gratefully: "Miss Gu is really kind-hearted, you remember such a little thing, thank you so much." ”

Gu Qingzhu smiled a little shyly, and said that it was serious.

When Mother Chen withdrew from the bowl of porridge she didn't want, Gu Qingzhu's eyes vaguely rose with arrogance and pride.

This kind of life is worthy of her Gu Qingzhu.