Chapter 721: Two hearts are getting closer

Mi Sheng cautiously held Qiao Zui's arm and helped him out of the living room.

A group of people filed out, and Fang Yao was at the end.

Fang Yixian watched Fang Yao walking by in front of him, and sighed silently:

"A Yao, stay, and stay with Grandpa one more night. Tomorrow... Grandpa will

be buried."

Fang Yao stopped, closed his eyes, "...well, last night."

After tonight, after Grandpa was buried, he has nothing to do with this

family.

Qiao Zui turned his head and looked at Fang Yao worriedly.

Gu Jun said lightly: "It's okay, I will send someone to stay and take care of

him."

Qiao Zui nodded, but he looked at Fang Yao a few times worriedly but

helplessly, then turned and left.

Behind him, Fang Mingzhu wanted to chase, but Fang Yixian was hugged firmly.

When the group returned to Qiao’s house, the family doctor was already on

standby.

Mi Sheng helped Qiao Zui enter the house, and the family doctor immediately

went forward to treat Qiao Zui's wound.

This burn was nothing to Qiao Zui. What made him unbearable was the tingling

sensation of the porcelain cup hitting his arm with a sharp object.

The tingling sensation was like tide. After the splash had not faded, the wave

came up again. His whole body trembled in pain, and the cold sweat wet the

clothes over and over again, wishing to cut off the injured arm directly.

The family doctor dealt with the scald on him. The injury on his arm was on

the nerves. He had no choice but to give Qiao Zui a painkiller and let him

rest in bed.

Qiao Zui's face turned pale as if he would faint at any time. Ye Xingbei went

into the kitchen to boil a little millet porridge at the fastest speed, let it

cool and brought it out. Mi Sheng fed Qiao drunk for half a bowl, and helped

Qiao go into the bedroom to rest.

Ye Xingbei handed a bowl of porridge to Gu Junzhu: "You can eat some too,

there is nothing to eat all the way."

The meal on the plane was not good, and a few people were in a bad mood, and

no one had much food on the plane.

Qiao was so drunk that it hurts like that, Gu Jun didn't say anything, but his

heart hurts.

He disliked Qiao Drunk, but this nephew grew up in front of him, just like a

part of his body. Qiao Drunk hurts his arms and his heart hurts.

A bad mood directly leads to a bad appetite. It seems that Ye Xingbei made it

by himself. He drank half a bowl and put the bowl on the table.

Ye Xingbei picked up the bowl again, took a spoon with a spoon, and handed it

to his mouth: "Eat more, or you should have stomach pain again."

Gu Junzhu had a stomachache before.

I returned home after being discharged from the army and was fed back by the

family doctor and chef.

Ye Xingbei was so gentle and considerate, Gu Jun was reluctant to let her

down. He swallowed the spoonful of porridge she handed to her lips, took the

bowl and spoon, "I'll come by myself, and you can eat some too. If the

porridge doesn't suit your appetite, you want to eat it. Tell the kitchen what

to do."

"I can just drink a bowl of porridge." Seeing Gu Jun drank porridge honestly

by himself, Ye Xingbei still felt a little strange.

If it was before, if she rushed to feed him porridge like this, Gu Wuye would

surely be flying up and full of sultry words.

But today, his eyebrows are cold and quiet, and he is very quiet, which shows

that he was angry with the Fang family.

Watching Gu Jun finished the porridge one by one, the two went back to the

bedroom, after taking a shower, leaning on the bedside, Ye Xingbei picked up

the photo frame on the bedside table.

In the photo, Gu Jun is wearing formal clothes one by one, like Young Master

Yu, who is a bit sharper than a sword, and exudes an irresistible charm.

Ye Xingbei took the photo frame and glanced around in the bedroom: "Is this

the bedroom your sister prepared for you?"

(End of this chapter)