Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Blow your head, the nurse wrapped it for you. ”

“You can wipe my body without blowing it.” Gu Qiu raised his hand, sniffed his arm and frowned disgustingly, "such a manly smell, it smells terrible. ”

This kind of action, in exchange for other men, may be quite normal. But it was made from Gu Zheng, elegant and noble.

Even if you throw away your frowns, you suck them like this.

“You've been in a coma for days. You haven't had a bath for days. It must smell bad.” And it's not manly, it's sweaty.

“Why don't you take a bath for me?” Gu Qiang complained.

Song Li: “You can't touch water with your wounds. ”

Gu Qiang: “The wound is so small, my body is huge. ”

After that, he looked at his lower body, "It must be more masculine there. ”

No worries about Song: “...”

Gu Zheng looked up and looked deeply at Song Li: "Help me bathe. ”

“Shall we wipe ourselves?” Song has no worries.

“No!” Gu Xiao's classmate said in a delicate manner: “I'm going to take a bath. I have to take a bath. ”

“Good, good...” Song did not worry about him.

Isn't he just trying to play hooliganism in front of himself?

She made him, didn't she?

Wipe and shower, you have to strip naked...

Gu Qiu listened, smiled happily and got out of bed.

“I stand, you just take the shower and wash it where it's not injured. ”

Speaking of which, he had already taken the initiative to enter the bathroom.

That body, that charm, that speed, that motivation, you can't see at all, he's a wounded man.

Song Wuoxiao smiled with a little comfort in his eyes.

He didn't lose his memory, didn't forget her, that's good.

Gu Zheng has a cleanliness habit and loves cleanliness.

This bath took 40 minutes to wash.

Except for the position of the wound, Song Wuxi washed it clean from head to foot.

After helping him dry his hair, Gu Zheng also shaked his hair very cool, his hair was smooth and he was in a good mood to say, “How comfortable. ”

Look at him. Song has been laughing all the time.

Gu Zheng sat on the bed and looked at Song Li Xiao with a smile in his eyes. "Wife, tell me the story. ”

Song asked unconsciously: "What story do you want to hear? ”

"" Tell a story or sing a song, "said Gu Zhuang with a smile. ”

“What story do you want to hear?” Song is not worried repeated.

“As long as you say it, I love it. ”

Song Wuxi handed him the clean medical uniform. "Put it on. ”

Naked upper body. What is it?

“No, hot.” Gu Zheng threw his clothes aside and looked at Song Li Xiao with a smile, “tells the story. ”

Song did not worry about moving the chair and sitting in front of the bed.

She glanced boldly at Gu Zheng's chest.

He has two old scars in his chest, in addition to the new gun nowadays.

There was an old scar, the last time he was attacked on the street, and he left a bullet for her.

Previously she had a problem with whether he loved her or not, and now she sees the wound on his chest, and she doesn't.

If a man doesn't love you, will he fight for you? When you're in danger, will you give up and save your life?

Besides, she promised her lord to keep her happy.

Gu Zheng is her happiness...

“Honey.” Song Li suddenly smiled sweetly with a red face and a hint of shyness.

“Hmm?” Gu Qiu heard her husband, his heart melted, his eyes filled with tenderness.