An Youruo stared at Gu Jiangnan and thought for a while, feeling an overwhelming discomfort in his stomach, as if something was coming up.
"Get out!" She pointed to the bathroom door.
"You can't handle it by yourself." Gu Jiangnan knew that she was letting him out before vomiting. Her expression already looked a little painful, and she subconsciously pressed her hand on her chest, "It's not the first time I've seen you vomit."
Wine, okay, don’t force it."
An Youruo shook his head with difficulty and pointed at the door again, "Get out!"
Gu Jiangnan looked at her, stopped insisting, turned off the shower head, went out, closed the door, and listened to An Youruo spit out all the wine inside, and then there was a sound of water. It took nearly half an hour before he saw
The pale An Youruo walked out wrapped in a white bathrobe.
"Are you still there?" An Youruo asked in a hoarse voice.
"Drink a glass of water." Gu Jiangnan handed the water to An Youruo, her hair was still dripping.
"Thank you." An Youruo reached out to take the cup, and accidentally touched Gu Jiangnan's hand with her finger, "Go and rest, I'm fine."
When she spoke, her brows were slightly furrowed and her eyes had lost their energy.
"Why are your hands so cold?" Gu Jiangnan was stunned, subconsciously touched the skin on her arms and face, frowned and said slightly angrily, "You didn't use cold water, did you?"
An Youruo reluctantly nodded and drank the water. She was very thirsty, but she wanted to sleep more. "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep." As she said that, she walked towards the bed and threw herself on the bed without even covering it.
She fell asleep under the quilt, and the door to the balcony was still slightly open. A cool breeze blew in, making her shiver slightly, but she did not move again.
There was no previous behavior, no crying, no singing and dancing, no excitement and inability to fall asleep, only exhaustion and sleep. This had never happened in the memory of ancient Jiangnan.
He took the quilt and was about to cover her, but he saw that her hair was wet and the back of her nightgown was soaked. This would not work, as she would catch a cold.
Vaguely, she felt as if someone was helping her up, and then there was hot breath blowing on her hair, and a vague voice rang in her ears. Then, there was no memory of everything. She fell asleep peacefully, laying her head properly.
On the pillow, with a faint smile, I fell asleep peacefully.
Gu Jiangnan put An Youruo, whose hair had been dried, back on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and watched her face buried deeply into the soft pillow, and then she fell asleep quietly with a reassuring smile.
Just smile lightly.
When he turned around and was about to leave, he remembered something again and hesitated a little, but still stopped, reached into the quilt, quickly took off the nightgown that was already wet to the back, covered the quilt with it, and then left.
It wasn't that he liked her, or that she had seduced him, but he was just grateful that she was willing to step in to save Qin Jing. If he had stepped in at that time, Gu Jiangbei would have been even more unyielding.
He thought so, but he still knew that this was the first time he had done something for her in more than three years of marriage. Even when her body leaned against his, he didn't feel anything, but she was
The most annoying person, there is no way he would want her.
Although, he thought, her hair felt nice and slippery in his hands, and her breath was also very warm and amiable, reminding him of the word "breath like orchid", even though he replaced her with a sleeping bag that had already wet her shoulders.
He moved quickly and nervously, but he still hated her!
Standing on the second floor, he took out his cigarette, lit one, and then went downstairs. On the first floor, Gu Jiangbei was still snoring like thunder.