Poof-

Gu Changhao felt that a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out.

He always suspected that Shen Yiyi was not sick in his head? How could there be such an idea?

Incurable disease?

Where does he look like a terminally ill person?

It's just a common cold, so there's no need to make such a fuss, right?

He saw that Shen Yiyi was already crying profusely, and he thought it was too exaggerated!

Please, he's not dead yet, so why do you need to cry so sadly?

The woman is such a strange creature, crying and crying at every turn.

Actually, now, Gu Changhao still doesn't understand what it means to care about chaos, and when he becomes a spoiled wife madman in the future, he will understand Shen Yiyi's current mood.

Shen Yiyi grabbed Gu Changhao's shirt tightly, and made up a scene in the idol drama life and death love, which made her even more heartbroken.

"Woo-you can't die! Brother Hao, what should I do after you die? Boom-"

Gu Changhao couldn't cry or laugh, and gently patted her shoulder.

"Yiyi, what are you crying about? I'm not dead yet! It's just a cold, not a terminal illness! ”

"Really? But you're usually strong, huh? Recently, I saw that you are always in poor spirits, and now you have a high fever, which is very hot and scary, why is this happening? Shen Yiyi raised her teary eyes and said in a choked voice.

Gu Changhao frowned and thought for a while, why did he get sick?

In order to comfort Shen Yiyi, he thought of a strange and scientific reason.

"Why am I sick? It's normal to get sick. I think about it, I haven't had a fever in a long time, maybe I'm going to grow taller again. Didn't the doctor say that? Fever can grow taller. ”

"Huh? Grow taller! Oh, my God! Brother Hao, do you want to grow taller? You're almost 1.9 meters, and you're still taller? Do you want to be as tall as Yao Ming? ”

Shen Yiyi cried with a sad face, because if Brother Hao grew too tall, she would not match his figure. Now she's only one hundred and sixteen, and I don't know if I'll be able to grow any taller.

Gu Changhao said: "Of course I want to grow taller. Man, the higher, the better! ”

Shen Yiyi pursed her mouth: "But, if you grow too tall, I won't be worthy of you." I-I'm only 1.6 meters! Woo-"

Gu Changhao chuckled, and suddenly felt a lot better. He stretched out his hand and touched Shen Yiyi's head, and after she reminded him like this, he realized that she was really a little short.

How could he comfort her?

It's not her fault that she's short! Hahaha –

"This, Yiyi, sometimes, height is not distance, age is not a problem......"

"Then, Brother Hao, you don't mind if I'm short, right?" Shen Yiyi raised her head and asked.

This one......

Gu Changhao was asked, because he hadn't thought about it at all.

He looked at Shen Yiyi, in his eyes, she was still a little bit, and there should be room for development, after all, she was only sixteen years old.

"Ahem-cough-Yiyi, don't be angry, you can still grow taller, maybe ten centimeters taller, that's one meter seven, haha, it's not bad!"

Gu Changhao could only comfort her like this.

When Shen Yiyi heard this, she nodded with a smile. One meter seven? Sounds good!

She glanced at the bicycle next to her, and secretly decided that she must exercise hard in the future, work hard to increase height, and learn from Xu Penny's children's shoes! Don't ask for ten centimeters taller, another five centimeters taller, and she will be Amitabha, grateful.

Gu Changhao felt dizzy, "I want to go back to my room to sleep!" ”

"Well, Brother Hao, I'll help you upstairs."

Gu Changhao felt that it was unnecessary, and he was not a weak scholar.

But Shen Yiyi was not at ease and held him tightly.

Gu Changhao had no choice but to cling to her.

It's just that Gu Changhao overestimated his physical fitness too much, and underestimated the power of this illness, as soon as he walked to the bedside, he fell down on the bed.

"Ahh Shen Yiyi screamed in fright.