Ye Xingbei pushed him speechlessly, "Gu Junzhu, are you still shameless? Your nephew is so injured, and you are still distracted. Are you just pretending to be distressed?"

"How can this be called chaos? Xiao Qiao is indeed injured, but his relationship with Misheng has grown by leaps and bounds, which is a blessing in disguise. You feel heartbroken for him here. He is still in his room with Misheng for some reason.

Are you stupid?" Gu Wuye resisted her pushing, skillfully took off her clothes, and kissed her skin as smooth as white jade. His charming voice was unclear and magnetic, so soft that it made your limbs weak.

Ye Xingbei grabbed his wrist and bit him, "Gu Junzhu, you must be a fake uncle!"

Gu Junzhu smiled lowly and continued to work hard: "I just feel sorry for him, so I want to give him a few brothers as soon as possible. Father and son will go into battle, and brothers will fight tigers. If we give him more brothers, no one will dare to

You bullied him."

"..." Ye Xingbei looked at him with admiration and said, "Gu Wuye, it's a shame that you don't become a lawyer!"

Gu Junzhu bit her lip and rubbed his hot palms on her body, "I have already said that I am so talented. If I don't do anything, it will be a loss for that industry."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Forget it, she gave up.

As the saying goes, a person with no shame is invincible.

Mr. Gu Wu has long been invincible, so why should she compete with Mr. Gu?

No matter how she struggled and resisted, her clothes were finally taken off completely.

Her hands were pressed above her head, and she could only let the people on her do whatever they wanted.

*

the next day.

Qiao Zui woke up from his drowsiness, opened his eyes, and saw Misheng lying next to him.

Misheng sat on the chair next to his bed, with her upper body lying on the bed, facing him.

A strand of loose silk covered half of her cheek, making her face look even smaller.

When she was sleeping, she was a little less charming and a little more quiet and beautiful. She closed her eyes and slept peacefully, like a quiet and open water lily.

Qiao Zui's heart was pounding.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently touched Misheng's cheek.

Misheng moved and woke up.

She sat up suddenly and was stunned for a moment before she remembered where she was now. She quickly looked at Qiao Zui's injured arm and asked nervously: "How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

While she lowered her head to check, she said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I wanted to look at you, but I fell asleep while looking at you."

She didn't rest on the plane. After getting off the plane, she went to Fang's house. She didn't sleep for two days and one night. She couldn't hold on any longer in the second half of the night and fell asleep in a daze.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal, why do you need to look after it?" Qiao laughed drunkenly, her heart filled with sweet and happy feelings.

He lowered his head to look at Misheng's legs: "Are you feeling numb from sitting?"

Misheng's heart was focused on Qiao Zui's injured arm. She didn't hear his question. She lowered her head and carefully inspected the injury on Qiao Zui's arm. She saw that it was better than yesterday, so she breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still better."

Okay, the medicine I gave you is quite effective, I’m much better than yesterday.”

Qiao Zui moved his right arm slightly, and there was no longer the sharp pain like yesterday's nerve being cut.

He himself breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm fine, I feel great now!"

As long as it's not that painful, a few burns and blisters on your arms are not worth it at all.

"You still have to be careful." Misheng did feel that half of her body was numb, but she didn't care. After a while, she was almost recovered, so she quickly took the gauze and ointment and applied medicine to Qiao Zui: "The doctor said,
Chapter completed!