Gu Xiaoai said sweetly, holding a tissue in her hand to wipe his sweat, and Li Juefeng's expression softened a little.
This woman...knows how to irritate him and how to please him every time.
Li Juefeng bent down and continued to wipe the blood on Li Juexi's back. Li Juexi's back was covered with scars, with almost no intact piece of skin...
Li Juefeng's eyes slowly turned dark and dark.
"Third Young Master."
The servant came in to clean, and the doctor came to the bed to treat Li Juexi's injury.
Li Juefeng looked at the blood stains on the handkerchief, held it in his hand, and walked to the balcony with a sullen face.
Gu Xiaoai's eyes never left him, and she walked out and stood beside him.
She didn't know if it was because Li Juexi and Manwen had such a great influence on him, but she felt that Li Juefeng had been in a bad mood ever since Manwen's accident.
"Let me show you something."
Gu Xiaoai raised her eyes to look at his handsome and perfect profile, and took out the piece of clay that reflected the key mold from her pocket.
Li Juefeng lowered his eyes and looked at her hands, with questions in his dark eyes.
"Did you know that Mr. Li has a room that no one is allowed to enter? There is an old-fashioned lock on the door." Gu Xiaoai shook the clay in her hand and said with bright eyes, "This is the key.
"
"..." Li Juefeng frowned, his tone a little unhappy, "How did you get it?"
What did she do behind his back?
"Lao Li asked me to read in his room, so I secretly made a mold of the key. This old-fashioned key is easy to copy," Gu Xiaoai said.
"He asked you to read in his room?" Li Juefeng's tone suddenly became cold, and his whole body showed his dissatisfaction.
"It's just reading, nothing dirty." Gu Xiaoai explained again, looking at Li Juefeng's face and said seriously, "I have a feeling that Mr. Li seems to miss someone through me, and this key, that
Room is the key."
This can be regarded as a kind of keen sense of the director...or it may be the sequelae of watching too many romantic movies in order to make romantic movies.
She couldn't help but think in this direction.
…
key.
room~room.
"Why do you want to know this?" Li Juefeng frowned in displeasure, "I told you not to get close to him!"
Gu Xiaoai pursed her lips and looked down at the manor scenery outside the balcony, "I want to know Lao Li's story and I can prescribe the right medicine. There is a one percent chance that I can communicate with him more...
"
"One percent?"
She also knew that there was only one percent chance. If the old man could listen to what others said, would the three of them end up where they are today?
"I know it's unlikely... but I have nothing to do in the Li family. It's better to do something than to do nothing." Gu Xiaoai bit her lip, "I don't want you to bear all the burdens alone.
On the shoulders.”
…
She spoke very quietly, but he still listened to every word.
A stupid woman who is soft on the outside but strong on the inside.
"Give me the key mold." Li Juefeng spread his hands.
"You support me? But no need..." Gu Xiaoai's tone suddenly rose, and she was a little happy. Seeing that he was still holding the handkerchief for wiping Li Juexi's blood, she couldn't help but say, "Why are you still holding it?"
This handkerchief?”
Li Juefeng's eyes sharpened, "I'll throw it away later."
With that said, Li Juefeng took the key mold out of her hand neatly with a handsome gesture.