The Almighty Wife explodes

Besides, if Gu Yancheng hadn't been tossing so late last night, he wouldn't have a fever.

Gu Yancheng's original intention was to frighten her, but seeing her react so fiercely aroused his desire to conquer even more.

"Who just said that he is almost better?" After he finished speaking, he sneered twice.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Meng Yao laughed dryly, "Just now I made a mistake in judgment, don't care about me like I do, hehe."

As she spoke, she thought about pushing the man away.

As a result, life and death cannot be pushed away.

She simply gave up, lying on the sofa like a salted fish, her eyes out of focus, "It's up to you, anyway, you're the one who takes me to see a doctor when I'm seriously ill, I won't resist anymore!"

She broke the jar and smashed it.

The next moment, the man pinched her cheek, sighed softly, and got up from her.

"Why am I willing to treat you that way? I just wanted to scare you, but in the end you took it seriously. In your eyes, I am such a smart, intelligent person?"

As he spoke, he looked at her with hurt eyes.

Meng Yao recalled what happened a few days ago.

He tosses himself almost every day.

So Meng Yao subconsciously nodded.

Just ordered one, and found that Gu Yancheng's sharp gaze was cast on her body, with a half-smile, that look seemed to be warning her, telling her to think about it before speaking.

Meng Yao shook her head with a dry smile, "No, you are not that kind of person."

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She is secretly slandering.

Gu Yancheng didn't bother to delve into what she was planning for herself in her heart, so she couldn't help reaching out and pinching her cheek, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, it's almost night, what do you want to eat?"

Meng Yao carefully thought about what she wanted to eat.

The word braised pork just came out, but Gu Yancheng's next sentence made her fall from heaven to hell.

"Oh, I forgot, you are sick and can't eat a lot of food, so you can drink porridge." Gu Yancheng gently stretched out his hand, stroking her face, like playing with a treasure.

Meng Yao's face instantly became ugly.

Her voice was hoarse, like two iron blocks colliding together, a little unpleasant.

"Are you serious?" She squeezed out the words.

Gu Yancheng asked her back: "What do you think?"

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and after a few seconds of unhappiness, Meng Yao lowered her eyes.

When she raised her head again, her face turned into a pitiful expression, and she blinked at Gu Yancheng with her big moist eyes, "You must not be so cruel, right?"

Looking at these two pairs of eyes that were as clear as streams of water, Gu Yancheng felt like his heart was about to melt.

God, how can she be so good-looking and so cute.

The girl's heart that President Gu has not touched for so many years, the moment she raised her head, seemed to be gently touched by a pair of invisible big hands, stirring up echoes.

He still retained the last shred of reason, "But you are still sick, you can't eat greasy, spicy food."

Otherwise, the condition will be more serious.

Although he couldn't bear it, he could only ignore her big watery eyes for the sake of her early recovery.

"Please." Meng Yao pursed her lips and pulled his sleeves, looking at him pitifully like a kitten that was drenched in the rain.

It was unbearable.

Gu Yancheng's expression froze.