As the sun set, the dim sunlight shone into the room. The thirsty Rosie woke up from her deep sleep. Listening to the vaguely familiar voice, her face suddenly turned crimson, like a peach blossom in February, bright and moving.
She sat up from the bed, groped her way out of the bed, followed the sound and walked out of the bedroom. While enduring her body becoming more and more strange, she groped for a water glass and hot water. She knew what Yuan Xudong and Gu Jia were doing.
Not wanting to alarm them, he stumbled around in the living room looking for it.
In the bedroom, after taking a rose bath, Yuan Xudong and Gu Jia changed positions, from the spacious bathtub to the more spacious bed. The two of them hid in the white velvet quilt and continued to play the strategic game of you attack and I defend. In this
At that moment, there was a sound of breaking glass coming from the living room, accompanied by Rosie's ouch and pain.
In Gu Jia's rather resentful eyes, Yuan Xudong got up and got out of bed, wearing a pajamas and walking to the living room.
Seeing Luo Qian lying on the ground, next to a broken glass and a cold kettle that fell to the ground, Yuan Xudong quickly walked over to help her up and said with concern:
"Rosie, are you hurt?"
Hearing Yuan Xudong's voice, Luo Qian hid her injured right hand behind her back, followed the sound and looked at him with a smile:
"Brother Xudong, I'm fine. I made you worry. I accidentally broke something. It must have been a kettle. I have to trouble you to clean it up again."
"It's a water cup. The kettle is fine. I'll clean it up later. Let me see your hands first!"
"Brother Xudong, I'm fine, you"
"Be obedient and show me your hands!"
Hearing that Yuan Xudong was a little angry, Luo Qian obediently stretched out her injured right hand and explained:
"Brother Xudong, I'm really fine. It's probably a cut made by my finger. It'll be fine later. Don't be angry with me, okay?"
He grabbed Rosie's injured right hand and looked at it. There was a scratch half a centimeter long on the index finger, with some blood stains. All he had to do was clean the wound and put a band-aid on it. Looking at the anxious Rosie, Yuan Xudong
The voice was calm and said:
"Does it hurt?"
Rosie shook her head and said with a smile:
"It doesn't hurt!"
After squeezing the wound slightly, fresh blood oozed from it. Yuan Xudong looked at Rosie, who was slightly gasping for air, and smiled:
"Does it hurt?"
"pain!"
Looking at the aggrieved Luo Qian, Yuan Xudong put her injured index finger into his mouth and sucked it. After cleaning up the blood, Yuan Xudong pulled the blushing Luo Qian into Gu Jia's bedroom and watched Luo Qian writhe under the quilt.
Gu Jia, who was not coming, smiled and said:
"Gu Jia, Rosie's finger is injured, do you have a band-aid?"
"I have it in my bag. You can take it yourself. There's the yellow locomotive one!"
After giving Yuan Xudong a blank look, Gu Jia sat up from the bed, held the white velvet quilt in front of her, looked at Rosie and said with concern:
"Rosie, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, thank you Sister Jia for your concern!"
Hearing Gu Jia's voice and thinking of Ruoyouruowu's shouts before, Rosie blushed even more. She was blind at the age of eighteen. Although she had never had a boyfriend, she knew everything about the relationship between men and women. Thinking of her daily life
The dignified and reserved sister Jia also had a wild side. She couldn't help but feel her cheeks getting hot, and she became more and more curious about what Yuan Xudong had done to her.
"Rosie, Rosie?"
"ah?"
Hearing Yuan Xudong's voice, Luo Qian came back to her senses, looked at him following the sound and said slightly panicked:
"Brother Xudong, what's wrong?"
"nothing!"
He found Gu Jia's band-aid and put one on Rosie. Seeing her flushed face and panicked expression, Yuan Xudong couldn't help but joked:
"Rosie, what are you thinking about, your face is so red?"
"No, I didn't think about anything, I'm going back first!"
Seeing that Luo Qian was as red as a cooked prawn and wanted to run away in a panic, Yuan Xudong stopped teasing her and gave Gu Jia a look that said he would continue playing when he came back later. He led Luo Xi back to her bedroom and then returned to the living room.
After cleaning up the broken glass and cold water bottle, he took two bottles of mineral water from the refrigerator and sent them to Rosie's bedroom. He put one bottle on the bedside, unscrewed the other bottle and handed it to Rosie and said:
"Rosie, I brought you two bottles of mineral water. You drink this one first, and put the other one by the bed. You can drink it when you are thirsty!"
"Thank you, Brother Xudong!"
Sitting up from the bed, Rosie took the unscrewed mineral water and drank it. She looked condescendingly at Rosie who was looking up to drink water. Looking in from the slightly open collar, Xiaohe showed her sharp horns.
, turning away his eyes, after Rosie finished drinking the water, Yuan Xudong put the mineral water on the bedside, tidied the quilt for her and said with a smile:
"You sleep a little longer, I'll come over and ask you to eat later!"
"Hmm~~"
Nodding slightly, Luo Qian looked at Yuan Xudong and said with a blushing face:
"Brother Xudong, go and do your work, don't worry about me!"
Looking at the confused Luo Qian, Yuan Xudong sat down beside her bed, leaned down, kissed her on the forehead and said with a smile:
"Your sister is not feeling well, brother, go take care of her!"
"Hmm~~"
After being kissed on the forehead by Yuan Xudong, Rosie's face turned red and hot. Seeing Xiao Nizi's lustful look, Yuan Xudong couldn't help but lean down and kiss her red lips.
When Yuan Xudong asked for a kiss, Luo Qian couldn't help but open her teeth slightly and responded rather awkwardly. After a while, Yuan Xudong sat up, arranged the quilt for Luo Qian and said with a smile:
"Rosie, brother is leaving first. You have a good rest. Don't tell your sister what happened just now. Do you understand?"
"Hmm~~"
Nodding slightly and retracting her head into the quilt, Rosie responded through the quilt:
"Brother Xudong, don't worry, I won't tell anyone else!"
"Okay, thank you Rosie!"
Taking one last look at the soft and waxy Luo Qian hiding under the quilt, Yuan Xudong turned and left. If he continued to stay, he was afraid that he would be greedy and eat the little white rabbit.
Returning to Gu Jia's room, Yuan Xudong, who was angry, lay down in the gentle countryside. Gu Jia, who was a few years older, successfully resolved his violence and anger with tenderness and love. As a result, during dinner, the energetic Yuan Xudong and
The peach-faced Rosie shared a candlelight dinner between her brother and sister, while Gu Jia lay alone under the quilt to rest.
Fortunately, Yuan Xudong is a gentle man. After having dinner with his sister, he sent her back to her room to rest. Then he walked into Gu Jia's room with red wine and steak, lit a red candle with the scent of roses, and cut the steak into pieces.
He fed Gu Jia small pieces and drank red wine into her mouth.
The next day, Yuan Xudong led the sleepy Gu Jia and Luo Qian to the airport. Sun Jianhong and Xia Weijun followed closely with their luggage. The rented off-road vehicle had been returned to the car rental company. They took the Crystal Hotel
Two specially arranged VIP cars.
On the way to the airport, Gu Jia sat aside to catch up on her sleep. Yuan Xudong read to Luo Qian the relevant information about Liu Shuhua and his son Chu Chenguang that Sun Jianhong had investigated. The kind-hearted Luo Qian begged Yuan Xudong not to hurt him for her own sake.
Liu Shuhua, mother and son, she just wants an apology and explanation.
After all, Liu Shuhua is her stepmother and has taken care of her for more than two years. Liu Shuhua can be unkind, but she cannot be unjust. The parties involved have chosen to be tolerant. Naturally, Yuan Xudong will not cause trouble. After all, Liu Shuhua abandoned Luo Qian, to a certain extent.
Speaking from a technical point of view, he can be regarded as a vested interest. If Rosie had not been taken in by him out of desperation, she would not be as dependent on him, grateful to him, or even fall in love with him as she is now.