Wolfish president: spoiling the petty wife

That night was very quiet. There was a light rain outside. Gu Yueran lay in bed, curled up in a ball and huddled in his shell like a snail.

She didn't go downstairs for dinner either. It was Si Xingzhou who ordered Xibao to cook some porridge, which he brought up himself.

Tears slid down the corners of his eyes on the clean bed, dizzy and wet with water stains.

Her head has been hovering, hovering once. When her grandfather was still there, she hovered around the hateful faces and greedy eyes of her family. For no reason, she felt very tired.

These days, she is fully armed and seems to be wearing a steel frame coat, but in fact, she suddenly feels vulnerable. When she thinks of her grandfather, she tells herself not to cry again and again. But today, what Si Xingzhou told her made her cry so easily.

She is not a person who likes tears. She thinks that kind of person is very worthless and useless, and tears can't solve the problem. But in front of the Secretary's boat, she really likes to cry. If she doesn't pay attention to it a little, she is easy to cry.

With a porcelain bowl full of porridge, Si Xingzhou went to the corner where her head slept, put the bowl on the bedside table, looked at the little woman wrapped in quilt in front of her, only showed a pair of eyes and a little bridge of nose, and her mouth and nose were tightly covered by her.

Her eyes were wide open, her eyes were loose, and there was no focus at all, as if her soul was out of her body.

The orange warm light hit her little head. Her hair looked so soft and sweet. She always maintained that posture. No one looked or said a word.

Si Xingzhou squatted down and looked at her face to face. Her eyes were still loose and wanted to be a lifeless rag doll.

Si Xingzhou raised his hand to lift the bangs that covered her eyes, revealed her bright and full forehead, and said faintly, "eat first."

His answer was a quiet room.

The rain outside the window was intermittent, and there was a trace of coolness in the bedroom air.

"If you are so decadent and don't eat, you are just looking for your own sin." Si Xingzhou's eyes still looked at her. He couldn't hear any heartache in his tone. Instead, he was very calm. He calmly told her: "what kind of revenge do you talk about for people who don't even care about their own lives? Gu Yueran, I thought you had at least a little backbone."

This method didn't work. The people on the bed still lay there motionless and didn't even blink their eyes.

Si Xingzhou had only a little patience and was challenged. Regardless of this, he opened the quilt and pulled the people on the bed up easily.

"Gu Yueran? Who do you show it to?" The Secretary's boat was black with a handsome face. His tone was in vain. With a suffocating sense of oppression, he narrowed his eyes and said, "if you always look like you're dead, get out. Our boat never raises the weak and the bucket?"

Gu Yueran was still pulled by him, still silent.

Si Xingzhou was angry. He pulled her into his chest, picked up the bowl on the head cabinet, picked up the spoon and poured it into Gu Yueran's mouth, "OK, you don't eat, do you? Then don't blame me for being impolite."

He put the spoon firmly against her lips and poured the porridge into her mouth.

Gu Yueran suddenly turned his head and sprinkled porridge on her neck. This time she didn't get angry, just turned her face to one side.

The bottom of Si Xingzhou's eyes is filled with anger. Now he wants to smash the bowl and throw out the dead woman who doesn't know how to live or die. Who the fuck cares about her broken things? Is he full?

Just when he couldn't help but grab Gu Yueran and throw her out, Gu Yueran's eyelashes trembled and asked softly, "is there anything else besides these news?"

Her voice was low, like muttering to herself.

Si Xingzhou stopped, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, "what else do you want to know?"

Gu Yueran moved and sat up, pulling up a smile, "do you think I'm very worthless?"

Si Xingzhou didn't speak this time. He just looked at Gu Yueran with deep eyebrows and eyes and didn't say a word.

Gu Yueran didn't expect him to say anything, so he slowly picked up the spoon he was still holding in his hand, picked up the bowl on the head cabinet and slowly drank porridge.

For a time, they were speechless.

Gu Yueran ate slowly. In fact, the porridge had long been dried by the company's boat. It was neither hot nor cold. The temperature was appropriate. She ate slowly. The company didn't speak, and stared at her quietly.

After a while, a bowl of porridge bottomed out.

Gu Yueran sucked his nose and put down the bowl. After a long time, he whispered, "thank you for boating."

Thank you for taking me in, for helping me, and for doing this

The Secretary rowed a suspicious color at the bottom of his eyes, but he didn't say anything for a long time. He picked up the bowl and turned away. When he came back, Gu Yueran was safely lying in bed and asleep.

He walked lightly and looked at the sleeping woman for a long time. Then he turned to the other end, took off his coat and lay back in bed.

Just lying on his back, he was about to twist the woman who was sleeping with him on one side, but he didn't want the woman to take a step ahead of him and consciously roll back to his arms and surround his waist.

This made him stunned for a while. Gu Yueran seldom had such an active moment. He tried to shout her name, but no one answered.

The shallow breath pounced on his chest, while his warm nephrite could do nothing. In the dark, he remembered that he had not taken medicine.

only.

These days, I sleep with her. I really sleep better. I don't have to worry about whether to eat or not.

He thought, holding Gu Yueran tighter in his arms.

The two bodies are closer together.

Si Xingzhou smelled her sweet and soft taste and fell asleep slowly.

That night, a good night's sleep.

But Gu Yueran was not so easy. She dreamed of her grandfather, who threw his crutch at her and said she was unfilial and rebellious. She also dreamed of Gu Xingyao and he mu. Gu Xingyao looked at her with ironic and pitiful eyes, and he Mu was cold and watching, scolding her for being shameless.

Grandpa didn't believe her how she explained it in her dream.

Finally, Grandpa suddenly fell to the ground. The crutch fell straight to the ground and blew up a frightening sound. However, Grandpa never got up again.