Routine rollover guide

"37 degrees 3, how is it? Is it uncomfortable? I'll take you to the hospital." Gu Shijuan put down the thermometer and looked at Cen You, who was curled up under the blanket, his cheeks flushed because of the fever.

Like a wilting young seedling, Cen You said in a hoarse voice, "I won't go - just take some medicine, I still have the fever-reducing medicine from last time."

Gu Shijuan sighed, sat down on the side of the bed, and reached out to touch Cenyou's forehead: "What if the fever gets serious?"

Cen You hugged Gu Shijuan's hand, rubbed against his palm twice, and groaned, "No way—my resistance is pretty good."

"Fever with good resistance?" Gu Shijuan reached out and stroked his hair, "Okay, I'll get the medicine, and I'll make you some porridge later."

Although Cen You had no strength in his body, he still raised his eyes to look at Gu Shijuan, and said slowly: "Are you trying to poison me to death while I have a fever..."

Little bastard, he doesn't stop when he's sick.Gu Shijuan smiled, walked over and adjusted the quilt for Cen You: "Is it worth having a little confidence in your husband?"

After a while, the medicine and porridge were delivered together.

Cen You's expression became even more listless, and his eyes were a little erratic, showing a haggard look, only his cheeks were blush.

He obediently took the medicine from Gu Shijuan's hand, and after taking it, he didn't want to move anymore. He shrank his hands under the quilt and opened his mouth: "You feed me—"

Gu Shijuan was originally going to feed him, so he nodded, took a spoonful of porridge, put it near his mouth and blew it, and carefully sent it to Cen You's mouth: "Be careful, tell me if it's hot."

Just feeding like this, a bowl of porridge has bottomed out.Gu Shijuan was going to collect the porridge bowls, but Cen You hurriedly grabbed him, his voice was sticky and refused to let him go: "I'm sleepy, you sleep with me." As he spoke, he tugged at the corner of Gu Shijuan's clothes again.

Seeing that his arms were exposed again, Gu Shijuan quickly put down the porridge bowl, obediently went to bed while responding to him, and helped Cen You tuck the quilt, and said softly, "Is it okay now? Sleep well."

Cen You stared in a daze, kept turning his head to one side, stretched out his hands and said softly, "You hug me to sleep."

Gu Shijuan's heart was softened by his tone, and he quickly hugged him and kissed his forehead: "Okay, go to sleep, baby."

Cen You had a dream, dreaming that Gu Shijuan became fierce and ugly, and beat him.It was only after waking up that it was a dream. Cen You hadn't fully woken up yet, so he turned his head and held Gu Shirun's face, and let out a long sigh.

Gu Shijuan was awakened by his movement, grabbed Cen You's little hand, squeezed it twice: "It's so cold."

Cen You hurriedly told him about his dream: "I dreamed of you just now, you are so ugly in my dream!! You also have a sultry face and a very fierce temper. When I asked who you were, you said you were Gu Shi Tired, I was scared to death."

"Why did I look like this in your dream?" Gu Shijuan rubbed his eyebrows.

Cen You blinked innocently: "You have to ask about my dream, how do I know?"

Gu Shijuan pursed his lips: "Then if I'm disfigured as soon as you wake up, do you still like me?"

After finally getting a chance to tease him back, Cen You certainly wouldn't let it go, he looked up and thought, "I don't like it anymore, I'm Yan Kong."

As soon as there was a slap, Cen You's butt was slapped lightly, and he was so ashamed that he hit Gu Shijuan: "Look at you, you still beat me, you are ugly and fierce, I don't like you anymore!"

Gu Shijuan's peach-blossom eyes drooped, and there was still a little grievance: "Changing your mind so quickly, what do you say about the marriage vows, no matter whether you are poor or rich, beautiful or ugly, you will never leave me?"

Cen You raised his chin and grabbed the quilt: "Then what's the matter! We haven't made an oath yet!"

After saying this, Cen You was dragged by Gu Shijuan and forced to exchange marriage vows on the bed.

Regarding graduation, Cen You went with Gu Shijuan.Gu Shijuan even exaggeratedly brought Cen You a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and the dressed-up man came here like a dog.

When everyone was taking a photo with each other, Cen You was dragged away by Gu Shijuan as soon as he finished taking pictures with Zhou Yan and the others.

Cen You held flowers in his arms: "What are we going to do?"

The corner of Gu Shijuan's lips twitched: "Take a picture. You see, I only fell in love with you in my senior year. I haven't experienced a pure campus love. Let's make up for it today."

Cen You was held by Gu Shijuan and walked into the campus, muttering, "Do you just want to take pictures?"

"Yeah, your graduation is worth commemorating. Let's take more photos." Gu Shijuan touched his chin with a peachy smile, "Take more photos, wash them out and hang them on the wall."

Cen You blushed: "Isn't that where wedding photos are hung?"

Gu Shijuan raised his eyebrows: "I didn't say, why, can't wait to hang up our wedding photo? I'd rather—"

Cen You: "Gu Shijuan!!"

Not long after dating Cen You, Gu Shijuan discovered a little habit of Cen You, that is, when he was lying or nervous, his hands would subconsciously touch the small mole on his left neck.

For example, Gu Shijuan asked him: "Did you secretly eat the chocolate in the refrigerator while I was asleep last night?"

Cen You would subconsciously touch the small mole on his neck.

Things like this happened many times, but Gu Shijuan never told Cen You about this discovery, and Cen You wondered why Gu Shijuan seemed to have become smarter during this period of time.

Cen You: "Did you steal some elixir? How did you see through what I was thinking?"

Gu Shijuan laughed at him: "Because I have strong observation skills."

Cen You felt that he was playing tricks.

Then there was a quarrel, the two of them didn't speak for three days, and went to bed every day, Cen You moaned and pulled out two quilts.

On the fourth night, when it was time to sleep again, Gu Shijuan pressed Cen You's hand that turned off the light, took him into his arms, and whispered, "Baby, I was wrong——"

Cen You struggled, and said angrily, "You should have known you were wrong three days ago."

Gu Shijuan gently kissed Cen You's neck, intermittently said: "Well, it's all my fault..."

As they kissed each other, his eyes were stained with lust, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Look, we haven't seen each other for a few days... Do you want to?"

Cen You didn't calm down, and deliberately pushed him away: "I don't want to!"

But this time, before Gu Shijuan could reach Cen You's nervous little hand to his neck, he kissed the little mole directly.

In a trance, Cen You only heard one sentence, which was full of enthusiasm.

"Yuyou, your nervous little secret, I've known it for a long time."

Gu Shijuan didn't have so much time to rest, the two of them liked to stay at home whenever they had free time, and Cen You took Gu Shijuan to nestle on the sofa in the living room to watch movies with the projector.

They watched a very touching film today. At the end, the heroine left a letter to her mother, "When you left, you bought me a small bun. I don't like to eat bread in my life."

Gu Shijuan hugged Cen You in his arms, and it was only at the end of the film that he realized that something was wrong with the child after watching this.

Gu Shijuan lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong? It's just a movie."

Cen You lowered his eyes and blinked, raised his head and rubbed against Gu Shijuan's chin: "I just think that I'm a bit similar to the heroine."

"The last place my parents took me before they divorced was KFC, and then they divorced, and I hated KFC for a long time."

His tone was light, and he shrugged his shoulders after he finished speaking, and smiled: "But I still like fried chicken very much now, and KFC is not the only one in the world that sells fried chicken."

Gu Shijuan's heart was so soft that he couldn't help but kiss Cen You's forehead again, and he said softly, "Well, do you want to eat fried chicken?"

Cen You was pleasantly surprised: "Okay, okay, I want to eat sweet and spicy."

Gu Shijuan stroked his hair: "Okay..."

He thought his boy was the strongest and kindest angel.

Cen You often eats delicious food and forgets to drink water. In winter, the air conditioner is turned on in the room, and he sits at the table and eats his winter-limited puffs, because summer is easy to spoil, and only bought in winter to eat.

When Gu Shijuan just returned to China to take over the company's affairs, he was also quite busy.

Even sometimes it is often necessary to go back to a foreign country, usually for a few days.

The longest period of time was a week, and Cen You was also busy with the frantic rush to draft after signing the sale. The two of them had different time differences, so they couldn't speak a few words a day.

It was already late at night when Gu Shijuan came back, so he sent a message to Cen You in advance, saying that the plane was late and it might be late at night when he came back, and told him to go to bed early.

He opened the door carefully, changed his shoes and walked into the bedroom without turning on the light.Gu Shijuan walked slowly to the bed, and what he saw was Cen You who was already asleep.

His boy closed his eyes, put his hands on the pillow like a child, breathing evenly and quietly, Gu Shijuan reached out and touched his hair lightly, and smiled silently.

But when he was about to go to bed quietly, Cen You turned over, grabbed Gu Shijuan's wrist, and slowly opened his eyes.

Gu Shijuan was taken aback, and quickly went to bed: "Why are you awake?"

Cen You was still a little dazed, unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality. He lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Because you said you might come back in the middle of the night. I wanted to wait for you but I was too sleepy. So I told myself that I must work hard." When I woke up in the middle of the night, I didn’t expect to see it.”

Gu Shijuan's heart seemed to be melted by warm water, and he was about to speak when he heard an alarm ring.Cen You woke up suddenly, reached out to pick up the phone and turned off the alarm.

"Look, I even set the alarm."

Before Cen You could say anything more, Gu Shijuan hugged him tightly, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work, I'm back."

During the time when Gu Shijuan was busy, didn't he come home late? Cen You was also quite depressed sometimes. On the one hand, he knew that Gu Shijuan was very hard.

On the one hand, she misses him so much, and on the other hand, she feels that she doesn't help him at all.

After Gu Shijuan came back at night, Cen You leaned over to hug him, raised his head and said, "Is there anything you need me to help you with? You are so tired every day, but I can't help you with anything..." His tone was a little frustrated, as if he was the cause of the busyness.

Gu Shijuan pulled him to the sofa, wrapped him in his arms, and said softly, "Don't worry, you are my baby, and I'm not with you to ask you to help me, as long as you love me is enough. "

"I do need you, but what I need is your company, kisses, hugs, and love."

Cen You reached out and hugged Gu Shirun's neck tightly, and rubbed against his neck: "I'll be there when you need me, whether it's day or night."

Gu Shijuan lowered his head to kiss Cen You's lips, and said in a low voice, "I need it now."

Occasionally, Cen You would go to Gu Shijuan's company. When he heard other people call Gu Shijuan Mr. Gu countless times, Cen You turned on the financial news on his mobile phone, looked at the photos of the CEO of a certain company, etc., and deeply felt for Gu Shijuan. Time-weary hairline worries.

So after returning home that day, Cen You bouncingly dragged Gu Shijuan to the bedroom, saying that there was a gift for him. Gu Shijuan walked into the bedroom with a smile, and then saw two small tables in the bedroom. A bottle of shampoo, with two big characters written on it: Overlord.

Bawang, special anti-hair loss shampoo, you deserve it.

Gu Shijuan suddenly remembered that during the Chinese New Year, Cen You seemed to have mentioned the Overlord, so he raised his eyebrows: "Give me this?"

Cen You nodded, walked over to pick up a bottle, and started talking like a salesman: "Yes, you work so hard, I think the CEOs on the financial news are going bald soon! He's only 30 Many, it looks like more than 50!"

Gu Shijuan walked over dumbfounded: "You think about me being bald all day long?"

Cen You seriously retorted: "It's not thinking, it's called interference." He felt that these words were not lethal enough, and continued to bark his teeth, "Think about it, when you are bald, and people are near the middle, if I hold you What should I do if my money ran away with others? What a tragedy!"

Gu Shijuan was so teased by him that he bent down, stretched out his hand and flicked Cen You's head, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Little bastard, how dare you run?"

Every time when eating, Gu Shijuan felt that he had become a hard-working mother, and the conversation between the two usually went like this.

Gu Shijuan: "Eat some coriander."

Cen You: "I don't eat it, coriander is the worst thing to eat! You actually like coriander!"

Gu Shijuan: "Eat some mushrooms."

Cen You: "I don't eat it, mushrooms are the worst thing to eat!"

Gu Shijuan: "Yesterday you said that coriander is the worst thing to eat."

Cen You poked the rice in the bowl with guilt, blinked his eyes twice and pretended to be innocent: "Really? I forgot, but mushrooms and coriander are really bad..."

"Why are you always picky eaters? You're so skinny." Gu Shijuan stretched out his hand and pinched Cen You's exposed slender arms, jokingly said, "You often tell me you want to fight with me. You can't beat me."

Cen You reached out and hammered him: "Gu Shijuan, why are you so annoying!"

Later, one day, Cen You and Gu Shijuan came to the company together, and the young female artist who was going to cooperate with one of their brands made frequent glances at Gu Shijuan when they were taking a break, and even invited him to have dinner alone after work.

Then Cen You, who was standing aside and drinking Wangzai's milk honestly, heard Gu Shijuan, and rejected him decisively and simply.

He tilted his head and bit the straw: "Why don't you go? You can eat something delicious."

Gu Shijuan hated that iron can't be made into steel, and poked his forehead: "Little heartless, just hand over your husband to others."

"And I'm a picky eater, I only like my Yoyo, and I don't like anything else—"