Early the next morning, Gu Anran came out of the back room refreshed. As soon as she opened the door to the outside, she was choked by the thick smoke and almost turned back.
She coughed a few times, covered her mouth and rushed to the window to open it for ventilation. She saw the smoke rushing out from the cracks in the open window.
After the thick smoke dispersed, she could finally see Mo Bei's face clearly.
He was sitting in front of his desk, looking at her who was busy opening the window for ventilation as soon as she came out.
The ashtray on the desk was already full of cigarette butts. No wonder the fan in the back room was so smoked that it changed color!
"Stop smoking! If you smoke again, you'll die!" Gu Anran pointed at the half-smoked cigarette in his hand and said, "Put it out quickly!"
He obediently pressed the unfinished cigarette into the ashtray, raised his chin slightly, and said hoarsely: "Sit down, I have something to ask you."
"Okay." Before sitting down, Gu Anran brought him a glass of warm water, "You drink a glass of water first, I'm afraid you can't speak now with your voice."
Mo Bei took the water glass. There was obvious pain when the warm water slid down his throat. This pain made him frown.
Gu Anran, who was sitting across the table, raised the corner of her mouth and glanced at him, "Are you done? Does your throat hurt? Are you still smoking? You're ruining yourself!"
Mo Bei tensed his throat, stared into her eyes and laughed at himself: "So what if I ruin myself? No one cares about me anyway."
Gu Anran patted the table and laughed, "Hey, what you said is so unconscionable! Did I pour water for you last night for you to drink at night? Besides, how old are you? Thirty-one, right?
Such an old man, doesn’t he know how to take care of himself?”
Mo Bei frowned: "I'm very young? Is thirty-one very old? Do you think I'm old? Do you want a younger husband?"
It turns out that not only women can make trouble unreasonably, but men can too!
Gu Anran spread her hands helplessly, "Did I ever say I disliked you? Did I ever say I wanted to replace you? I just said that you are a man of your age and a mature man. Why are you still acting like a child?
Don’t you know how to take care of yourself?”
"I just don't know how to take care of myself." Mo Bei suddenly covered his stomach and turned pale, "An Ran, my stomach hurts again."
"Look! You are panting because you are said to be fat? You just said this and you don't know how to take care of yourself. Now you are in trouble!"
Gu Anran pointed at the cigarette case on the table and scolded him: "If you have a bad stomach, you have to quit smoking and drinking! Last night you drank, stayed up late, and smoked so many cigarettes! If you don't have a stomachache, who has a stomachache?"
Mo Bei had sweat breaking out on his forehead. He looked at her with half-open eyes and said, "Get me the medicine..."
Seeing how uncomfortable he was, Gu Anran stopped scolding him for the moment and found the medicine he usually took and brought warm water over to give him the medicine.
After drinking the medicine, Mo Bei hugged Gu Anran, held her waist with one hand, held her hand with the other, put it on his stomach and said, "Massage."
If it wasn't for the fact that his uncomfortable look didn't look like he was pretending, she would definitely have thought that he was taking advantage of her. Not only did he hold her in his arms, unable to move, he also rubbed his head against her body.
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Gu Anran frowned and stared at his head rolling back and forth in front of her eyes, while her hands went to rub his stomach to relieve the pain.
After a while, the cold sweat on his forehead receded, he took a long breath, opened his eyes and said aggrievedly: "I will never let you leave my side in the future, otherwise I will die of pain when I get sick. Who cares about me?