Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 839 Born For You (28)

But he only seemed to wake up for a moment, and soon lost his strength.

His head hangs heavily beside her neck, his eyes are closed, as if rubbing against the temperature of her body.

That half of her ugly, scarred face rubbed against her skin, uneven and not very tactile.

The lord witch was silent for a while, and looked down at him.

"Sleeping again?"

"..." No one answered her question.

The consciousness of the man who was suffering from a high fever was already chaotic.

It's just that the hand holding her hasn't let go yet.

It seems to be insisting... not to go to the hospital.

Lady Witch: "..."

She kissed his forehead helplessly, and then cast some magic on him.

Soon, he parted his lips slightly.

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When Gu Liang returned to consciousness again, the sound of pattering rain came from his ears.

I don't know when it started to rain outside, the wind was blowing, and the raindrops hit the glass windows.

The curtains were not drawn, and when Gu Liang slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the gray sky outside.

It's like someone splurged on it with a pencil.

His vision was a little hazy, and he narrowed his eyes slightly against the light.

When he wanted to move, he realized that he was covered with a quilt and had a stomach warming sticker on his stomach.

His body was not as cold anymore, and even his hunger was relieved a lot.

He paused, then sat up abruptly.

Looking at the room, only to find that there is no one in the room, everything is the previous decoration, clean.

"..." Gu Liang's calm eyes fell on the steaming glass beside him.

The glass was on the bedside table, within reach of him.

Gu Liang tore off the stomach warming sticker and got out of bed.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he could smell the strong aroma of porridge.

The aroma is compelling, and there seems to be meat.

Gu Liang's heart seemed to be beating faster for a moment, and he rushed to the kitchen immediately.

only……

There was no one in the kitchen.

The earthenware pot is warmed on the pot, and the pot is covered. Hot air is continuously coming out from the air outlet, and the aroma is permeating.

The chopping board was wet and had been put aside. The vegetable basket contained vegetables that seemed to have been washed, and the tender green leaves were covered with drops of water.

The entire kitchen was tidy, and even the garbage in the garbage basket on the floor had been taken away.

"..." Gu Liang stood on the spot, his fingertips tightened slightly.

His dark, emotionless gaze stayed on the simmering earthenware pot, not knowing what he was thinking.

Finally, he went over and turned off the fire.

When he wanted to lift the lid of the pot, he seemed a little dazed, so he touched it directly.

The scorching temperature woke him up in an instant, and he retracted his fingers immediately.

His fingertips were scalded, and the sharp pain finally made him feel the reality.

He lowered his long eyelashes, stood in front of the clay pot, lowered his head, half of his face was in the shadow.

He remained motionless and looked calm.

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It was raining endlessly outside, and the sound of the rain was getting louder and louder.

Suddenly a flash of thunder appeared in the sky, and then, the rumble of thunder spread from the sky all the way to this end, startling the electric cars in the parking lot to beep.

When the strong wind blows, the rain is deflected, and the dense water hits the face, completely drenching the balcony.

The floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room were closed, but they were still rumbling by the wind.

In the small apartment, there are no lights, so the light is dim, like evening.

(End of this chapter)