The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

Gu FeiMo shook his head, stretched out his big palm and stroked Ye Shushu's red and swollen mouth.

"Wife, is it still uncomfortable?"

Ye Shushu bit his lip and his little face turned red.

"I won't feel bad if you are good!" glanced at Gu FeiMo. Ye Shushu grabbed his big palm, put it back on the bed and stood up.

Although their relationship has reached a higher level, this kind of thing is still very embarrassing.

Remembering the picture just now, ye Shushu blushed like a ripe apple. At the same time, he was also happy.

She and non Mo senior students are now like husband and wife. This feeling is very practical.

Perhaps, the road ahead is still long, but ye Shushu is not afraid at all.

He poured a glass of water for the man, helped him up and asked him to finish drinking. The bell rang at the door.

"Yang Tao brought food." he dropped a word. Ye Shushu took the cup and went out to get food.

In fact, Gu FeiMo's physical strength and spirit were instantly restored after the effect was released.

He looked weak and asked Ye Shushu to help him to sit up from the bed, but young master Fei Mo enjoyed being served by Shushu.

Yang Tao came in, helped move a table and put it by the bed.

"Boss, how's it going? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Yang Tao, who has been anxious outside, finally has a chance to come in. At least he should ask.

Fortunately, the boss's face looks good. Miss Shu Shu must have served very well.

Gu FeiMo lifted his eyes and swept the big part of his red face at this moment. One man looked at him and threw out only one word.

"Get out!"

After feeling that his face was a little hot, Yang Tao immediately nodded, turned and disappeared into the room, and even closed the door to the people inside.

"It's nice to be in the mood. Eat by yourself." Ye Shushu took the things on the table out of the bag.

"I heard that this porridge, cough... Is very tonic. Yang Tao specially prepared it for you."

As he spoke, ye Shushu took a small bowl and spoon a bowl of invigorating porridge.

"Ah." she sat down and handed it to the man sitting on the bed.

"Wife, you feed me, I'm still ill." Gu FeiMo's dark and thick eyebrows drooped down and looked at Ye Shushu innocently.

Ye Shushu half narrowed his eyes and coughed again.

Of course, she knew he was pretending, but only once. She bullied her more than once a night, didn't she?

Besides, how can a patient's face be so ruddy and shiny?

Spoon a mouthful of porridge, she moved over and fed him a mouthful.

With her service, Gu FeiMo must be very good. After a while, he had finished the whole bowl of porridge.

"Do you want more?" Ye Shushu asked softly.

"More." Gu FeiMo nodded.

Don't you want to be so good? Ye Shushu is not used to it.

And I don't know if it's because of what happened just now. Looking at this clever Gu FeiMo, she really wants to put him down!

Why not? How distressed! Why? Why?

"Wife, your face is so red." Gu FeiMo slightly hooked his lips.

Ye Shushu scooped a bowl of porridge. Looking back, he just glanced over the man and returned to the bowl.

"I was drugged." she frowned and ye Shushu said faintly.

"What medicine is it?" the black man seemed to have seen the little girl's mind for a long time.