After admitting the mistake of Bai Yueguang, the president regrets it

"But didn't you say that men can't get pregnant?" Song Runqing asked in a daze.

The man called him an idiot at the time, Song Runqing remembered it clearly.

"Can I be like them?" Gu Jinhan's voice was deep and hoarse, shamelessly, "And you didn't take the initiative to kiss me just now?"

The younger brother was still in front of them, and the man said such words.

Song Runqing's heart beat violently, a blushing flush appeared on his handsome fair face, and he was so shy that he didn't know what to reply.

Gu Qianliu was also stunned.

He was shocked by the man's shamelessness.

If Gu Jinhan said these words two days ago, he would still laugh at him as a man and a fool.

But now that Gu Jinhan has returned to normal, if he still dares to say such unreasonable words, it would be shameless.

Seeing that the young man no longer resisted, Gu Jinhan hugged Song Runqing and continued acting coquettishly: "Honey, I have a headache, let's go to sleep together."

The man's sticky and intimate tone is exactly the same as Ahan's before, Song Runqing couldn't resist for a moment, his heart softened, and he nodded shyly.

It's just tricking people because they don't understand anything.

Gu Qianliu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and was about to open his mouth to expose the man's shameless lies, when the cell phone in his pocket rang at an inopportune time.

It belongs to Zhai Huiyun.

He can't help it.

Gu Qianliu could only stare at Gu Jinhan bitterly, and answered the call: "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Son, where have you been?" The woman's eager voice came from the microphone, "Come to the banquet hall quickly, Aunt Zhang's daughter has been waiting for you for a long time."

Gu Qianliu frowned helplessly.

Maybe it's because the life is too hard. Even if Zhai Huiyun married Gu Hong as he wished, he still suffers from fear every day.

The man is not trustworthy, he can marry her, and naturally he will marry another lover, and the woman is afraid that she will return to her previous life.

He was only 19 years old, and Zhai Huiyun had already started to find him blind dates from wealthy families. Although Gu Qianliu could understand his mother's intentions, he was still very annoyed by it.

Gu Jinhan must have known about these things a long time ago.

Because when Zhai Huiyun was speaking, Gu Qianliu clearly heard Gu Jinhan sneer.The man's thin lips parted lightly, and he taunted him with his mouth: "Worthless."

"Ahan, what are you laughing at?"

The man's hot and humid breath passed Song Runqing's ears, and he touched his ears itchyly, just in time to touch Gu Jinhan's lips.

"It's nothing."

Gu Jinhan held the young man's hand, glanced at Gu Qianliu, who had an extremely ugly face, with a half-smile, then hugged the little fool in his arms even more intimately, proudly kissed the young man's finger, and said numbly: "Look Come on, my brother is busy. We are all married, so we don’t have the troubles of young people. Let’s go back to the room and rest early, baby.”

The place where the man kissed was the place where the diamond ring he put on the little fool.

Gu Qianliu saw the sparkling wedding rings of the same style on the interlaced fingers of the two, his eyes were slightly red, and there was an indescribable pain in his chest.

After Gu Jinhan finished speaking, he hugged the little fool forcefully and went back to the bedroom, and slammed the door with a "bang".

And Zhai Huiyun in the microphone didn't get a response from his son for a long time, and heard their voices, and asked worriedly: "Qianliu, have you gone to see Gu Jinhan?"

"..."

The son didn't respond, and Zhai Huiyun said anxiously: "He is married to that fool, so don't worry about it, come back soon."

If it wasn't for his mother, Song Runqing wouldn't have married Gu Jinhan so soon.

For the first time, the boy who always obeyed Zhai Huiyun wanted to hang up his mother's call.

But after a long silence, Gu Qianliu turned around obediently and walked downstairs.

The boy's drooping eyebrows were beautiful and gloomy, and he replied softly: "I see..."

----

Song Runqing hadn't said goodbye to his younger brother when he was caught off guard by a man.

The little fool jumped into the air and landed with both feet, then blinked in a daze, and looked at the door that was quickly closed by the man in front of him in a daze.

Gu Jinhan's arms were still around him, and his big hands clasped his sensitive backside.

Because he was brought in with one hand, the man clenched it extremely tightly, the hot temperature in his palm permeated through the thin bathrobe, and ironed on the soft and fair skin of the little fool.

"Ahan, it hurts..." Song Runqing said softly.

"This hurts, why are you so delicate."

Gu Jinhan complained, but quickly put the person down: "Where does it hurt? Does it matter? Show me."

Song Runqing obediently unbuttoned her bathrobe and showed him her waist, but forgot that she had just taken a shower and was wearing nothing underneath.

That large piece of white and smooth skin appeared before his eyes again, and Gu Jinhan's breathing stagnated.

He suddenly understood why Gu Qianliu came out of his room in a panic with his face flushed like a thief just now.

*, that kid must have seen his wife!

Now Gu Jinhan can't wait to go back and pick out Gu Qianliu's eyes.

The man's face suddenly became very ugly, which made Song Runqing nervous, and asked timidly, "Ah Han, is it serious?"

"It's okay, it's just a little red."

Gu Jinhan didn't dare to take a second look at all, and silently loosened the belt of his nightgown, shaking the hem a little looser, and then put his hands on his lips and coughed, with a hoarse voice: "Go to sleep, sleep Bar."

"Uh-huh."

Song Runqing thought about going to work tomorrow, so he nodded obediently.

The excuse of Gu Jinhan's drama barely coaxed the little fool, and for the time being he gained his wife's trust again.

When Song Runqing went to bed, he saw Gu Jinhan walking out again, and asked suspiciously, "Ahan, aren't you going to sleep?"

"I'll sleep in the study." Gu Jinhan replied.

"Why?" Song Runqing tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Didn't we all sleep in the same bed before?"

When a man goes to the study, he has to turn on the air conditioner again, what a waste.

Song Runqing quickly tidied up the bedding, and said softly, "Let's sleep together, it will be warmer."

The young man was half kneeling on the bed, the curves of his body under the thin bathrobe were soft and attractive.

The beautiful and virtuous little wife enthusiastically invited him to spend the night together.

In fact, Gu Jinhan has not yet adapted to his married status, let alone plans to touch Song Runqing.

But looking at the scene in front of him, the disgust and resistance to marriage buried deep in the man's heart miraculously faded away.

He was suddenly a little curious about how he spent time with this little fool some time ago.

Those hazy emotions perceived in the dream, were he subconsciously fond of the savior who was hurt, or was he really moved?

----

Song Runqing still failed to get this month's perfect attendance award.

Last night, although Gu Jinhan stayed at his invitation, he still retained the last bit of reserve, insisting on sleeping on two quilts, and said that they soaked in water at night, the young man looks so weak, in case he catches a cold It would be bad if it infected him and delayed his work.

Song Run's body warmed up after taking a bath, and he didn't feel any discomfort, but when Ahan said this, he also became worried.

Thinking of the man staying in the water for so long, the little fool deliberately gave up the thick quilt to Gu Jinhan, but was thrown back by the man with disdain, asking him to take care of himself first.

As a result, in the middle of the night, Song Runqing, who was sleeping, vaguely heard someone sneezing.

In the morning, he was woken up by the biological clock, and habitually went to see Ahan next to him first.

Only to find that the man buried his head in the quilt, curled up like a closed cocoon.

"Ahan, don't sleep like this, it's bad for breathing."

Song Runqing patted the man with concern, "Big Cocoon" moved under his call, and groaned uncomfortably: "Qingqing, I'm so cold..."

"what happened to you?"

The man's voice was hoarse and dry, Song Runqing heard something was wrong, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Sure enough, the skin under the palm was hot and scorching.

"Ahan, you have a fever!" Song Runqing said in surprise.

Hearing these words, Gu Jinhan pulled down the quilt in a daze.

The man's handsome and indifferent face was flushed abnormally, subconsciously rubbing his hot cheeks against Song Runqing's hand, and whispered: "Qingqing, I feel so bad..."

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Song Runqing got up in a panic, got dressed, and then helped the man, who was delirious from the fever, out of bed with great effort.

The man was tall, and he struggled to support him, and he staggered and staggered when he walked, very unstable.

The drowsy Gu Jinhan was almost fell down by him, and finally regained consciousness a little.

The man half-opened his eyes, supported the wall wearily, and said in a hoarse voice: "No need, ahem... just go and call the servant over..."

"Oh oh oh!"

Only then did Song Runqing realize that there were many nannies in Ahan's family, and those people could help!

The little fool hurried out to call someone.

Gu Jinhan felt exhausted and leaned against the wall uncomfortably, his eyelids seemed to be crushed by a heavy brick, and he couldn't fully open his eyes no matter what.

The scene in the bedroom in front of him became more and more blurred. In the darkness, Gu Jinhan seemed to have returned to the alley where he was in danger.

At the last moment when he closed his eyes, what he saw was a pair of slender and white hands.

Those hands slowly lifted him up and pulled him onto himself with great effort.

Even if he couldn't open his eyes, Gu Jinhan could feel that the owner of these hands must be very thin, much shorter than him, and his arms trembled from the force when he was lifted.

But still carried him very hard, and stumbled and led him out of the narrow and dark alley.

Those hands are like those of a little idiot.

When Song Runqing came back with his servant, he saw the man banging his head against the wall in pain.

"Ahan!"

The wound on the man's head has just healed, how can he be so tossing.

Song Runqing was so frightened that his face turned pale. He rushed forward to protect the man's forehead with his hands, and hugged him tightly: "It's okay, we'll take you to the hospital right away."

Gu Jinhan's headache was about to split, but hitting the wall made him feel better.

He still couldn't open his eyes, but the tip of his nose could smell the breath of the young man.

It was a very familiar, warm aroma.

Let him generate dependence from the bottom of his heart.

Gu Jinhan reached out to hug his little wife tremblingly, and asked hoarsely, "Song Runqing, did you help me like this before?"