Chapter 239 You Poke You, I Let You Poke

"It really hurts." Gu Yanhao looked at Song Wuyou pitifully.

Song Wuyou hurriedly said to Xu Jing, "Xu Jing, take the medicine box."

"……okay!"

Xu Jing suddenly turned around and went to get the medicine box.

Song Wuyou sat down again, frowned slightly, and stared at Gu Yanhao reproachfully, "Don't you know you're hurt? Still moving!"

Gu Yanhao looked at her innocently: "Who told you not to feed me?"

"You..." Song Wuyou was extremely angry with such a Gu Yanhao.

She still likes the coldness of him. Today, he behaves like a little boy, a childish little boy.

Gu Yanhao spread out his arms, the smile in his eyes was obvious, and the corners of his perfect lips were raised high.

"Unbutton me," he said rascally.

Song Wuyou originally wanted to help him unbutton and check his wound.

But when he touched his charming and evil eyes, he retracted his hand and glared at him fiercely: "You can solve it yourself!"

"I hurt."

"The wound hurts, but it doesn't hurt both hands."

"It hurts, the whole body hurts."

Seeing his pitiful and funny expression, Song Wuyou wanted to laugh.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, "Gu Yanhao, you are getting more and more shameless."

Gu Yanhao reached out and held her little hand, "That's because I care about you more and more."

Song Wuyou's heart moved slightly, pulled back, stared at him, and shouted at him with a fierce look: "Didn't you say that your whole body hurts? What are you holding my hand for? I don't think it hurts enough, I really want to. I'll stab your wound with two fingers!"

Gu Yanhao looked at her fierce and cute appearance, and smiled lowly, feeling inexplicably good.

Other women are fierce, really like fierce, she is fierce, and she has a sassy heroic spirit that can make people obey.

"You poke you, I'll let you poke." Gu Yanhao also straightened his chest.

This way, the shirt was stained with more blood.

Song Wuyou stomped, "Don't make trouble!"

Isn't he afraid of wound infection?

Gu Yanhao curled his lips and smiled wickedly, "I didn't make trouble."

"Miss, here it is." Xu Jing took the medicine box and put it on the coffee table.

She glanced at Gu Yanhao and saw that Gu Yanhao raised her beautiful lips and looked at Song Wuyou tenderly, she smiled, instead of making a light bulb, she simply went into the kitchen to help Sister Song.

Young Master Gu is getting better and better with Miss, hehe~

"Sit down! I'll help you undress!" Song Wuyou glared at Gu Yanhao.

Gu Yanhao nodded obediently: "Okay."

He sat down on the sofa and looked at Song Wuyou with a faint gaze.

Song Wuyou leaned forward and reached out, afraid of hurting his wound, he gently unbuttoned him.

The face that was close at hand became more and more white and pink.

White and transparent, ruddy like a peach, I really want to take a bite.

Gu Yanhao stared at her intently, staring at her, her long and curly eyelashes trembled gently as she blinked, like an ink fan, extremely beautiful.

"Song Wuyou." He called her name softly, his voice low and sexy.

His magnetic voice sounded in his ears, and Song Wuyou's heartstrings seemed to be gently pulled, and he gently poked the softest part of his heart.

She raised her eyes and glanced at him coolly, her eyes were as disgusting as they were.

Gu Yanhao hooked his lips and smiled charmingly: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"You hate it."

"You love and hate me."

"To shut up!"

"Song Wuyou." The man couldn't help calling her name again.

"You are really boring!"