Mysterious President, Limited Pampering

Gu youyou walked down slowly and moved his lips in front of Xiaowen. However, the voice at the exit was hoarse to the extreme, just like an 80 year old woman who had been ill for a long time and lived in a dark corner.

"I can't sleep..."

Xiaowen has patted his ass and stood up from the ground. For the first time in his life, he grasped Gu youyou's hands, "sister youyou." He led the man to the sofa and sat down. He took off his black coat and put it on Gu youyou. He pulled a blanket from one side and covered her legs.

He took a cup of hot water from the water dispenser and handed it to Gu youyou.

He had known for a long time that he could not leave her alone in the apartment. If something really happened, he would not be able to make it.

"Xiaowen... Will she come to me?" Gu youyou seems to be thirsty. He takes half a cup at a time. Then, his eyes are no longer empty and numb. He refocuses and looks calm.

In this world, except for Gu youyou's mother Liu Rushi, no one knows that her list is very small. She has been scared of ghosts since she was a child.

Ha ha, Liu Rushi is no longer in this world.

Thinking of her mother, Gu youyou just shifted her attention a little. In front of Xiaowen, she finally let go of her high tension in the room, but after relaxing, her face soon covered with fatigue.

For five hours, she didn't close her eyes. Her eyes were already dry and sour, but when she saw a little light, her eyes hurt.

"Yo Yo, Miley, she's dead." In other words, she won't appear in front of them again, not to mention who she's looking for. After a while, Xiaowen suddenly realized what sister youyou was afraid of. "Sister Youyou, there's no ghost in this world."

In fact, he felt guilty when he heard this. Just now, he was scared by the half human and half ghost appearance of youyou sister.

"She's not a ghost. She'll come back to me." In Gu youyou's heart, since Miley is dead, she is not the stream of ghosts. Although she told herself so, she could not help but fear in her heart. What she was afraid of was not Miley, but the pictures that had always appeared in her mind.

"Sister Miley won't hurt you."

"But she'll blame me."

"Why? Miley is your agent. I heard that she's still your number one fan, isn't she? "

"She will blame me for not being able to save her. She will blame me for not being able to save her at that time. She will blame me for letting her suffer so much. She will blame me for not rushing to see her for the last time."

"Sister Miley, she... Will not."

"She will."

“……”

As soon as they sat down like this, they sat until dawn. Xiaowen accompanied Gu youyou to chat with each sentence. After chatting, they were too sleepy to open their eyes.

Gu youyou is still talking to himself, no matter whether he still listens or not.

"She will blame me..."

Gu youyou sits beside Xiaowen, and finally gets a little comfort. Gradually, her brain is occupied by a strong sense of sleepiness. Maybe her body and brain are exhausted to the extreme. This time, after she closes her eyes, she doesn't see Miley again.

In the morning, Xiaowen wakes up earlier than Gu youyou. He wakes up in the cold. Except for a pair of trousers, he only has a thin shirt.

After moving his stiff body for a while, he saw Gu you by his side. He was still in his suit last night. His small head twisted by black hair was leaning askew on the sofa behind him, and his face was still stable.

Now he can not only eat at the same table with Gu Youyou, but also stay with her all day. Now he sleeps in her apartment and shares her joys, sorrows and sorrows

He never dreamed of such a life. In the past, he could only see her through the unreal things of TV and magazines, but now, he felt even more unreal.

Although, these days with youYou sister, because of her irregular life, the problem of their own meals has become a problem. However, it was only in this way that he made up his mind to take good care of Youyou, who never took her body seriously.

Winter is coming, all the fans know that Gu you's greatest fear is cold.

Of course, now we have to add one. She is afraid of ghosts.

Look at her appearance, should not sleep too much, Xiaowen in the kitchen to wash the face, began to Ding Dong Dong Dong to stir up breakfast.

He doesn't look like a man who can go to the kitchen. He just cooks noodles and fried eggs. He cooks a box of milk for Gu youyou and warms it in the pot.

At about eight o'clock, Gu youyou woke up and asked Xiaowen to wash up. Then he sat down and had breakfast.

"Xiaowen, what happened last night..." Gu youyou drank the last mouthful of milk and looked at Xiaowen with a little bit of embarrassment in his eyes.

With a slight hand on the eyebrows, why does it feel like a few pounds of Baijiu and the feeling of waking up?

Headache

"I understand, sister youyou. I didn't see anything." Xiaowen smiles and shows his white teeth. Last night's yo yo sister really didn't look like yo yo sister. It was like having a fever and talking nonsense.

"Sister Youyou, what's the matter with you?" Xiaowen looks at Gu youyou anxiously, won't he really have a fever?

Is he a crowbeak?

Xiaowen quickly stands up, runs to get the medicine box, finds a thermometer from it and hands it to Gu youyou.

And his energetic appearance, as if also can infect others. Let Gu youyou's eyebrows stretch. This guy is full of energy in the morning.

"Drop." The doorbell rang.

"I'll open the door." This morning, Xiaowen is busy with his feet on the ground, but he doesn't complain about the overtime work of every class.

Gu youyou nodded slightly, and stopped to get the thermometer. Maybe there was some news from the police station.

Here, Xiaowen just opened the door, but before he could see who it was, he was pulled out and held in his arms.

Outside the door, it is mu Lingtian who has been sitting for more than ten hours and driving back to Yongcheng.

The feeling is wrong, the size is wrong, and the taste is wrong. In less than a second, mu Lingtian noticed that he had made an oolong.

Almost unchanged, mu Lingtian waved Xiaowen, a young man, to one side.

He was outside the door. He clearly heard the sound of turning the mechanism inside the door. It was someone opening the door downstairs, not the remote control. He didn't have time to gloat about his cognition, so the door opened.

I thought it was Gu youyou who opened the door for me, so I reached out and reported him.

Unexpectedly, it was a man!

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