Chapter 424 Don't Wear It, It's Hot.

"Blow your head, and the nurse will bandage it for you."

"It's okay if you don't blow it, just help me wipe my body." Gu Yanhao raised his hand, sniffed his arm, and frowned in disgust, "Such a masculine scent smells so bad."

It might be common for such an action to be done by another man. But when it is made from Gu Yanhao, it looks elegant and noble.

Even frowning in disdain is so eye-catching.

"You've been in a coma for several days, and you haven't taken a shower these days, so the smell must be bad." Moreover, it's not a manly smell, it's the smell of sweat.

"Why didn't you help me take a bath?" Gu Yanhao complained.

Song Wuyou: "Your wound cannot touch water."

Gu Yanhao: "The wound is so small, but my body is huge."

After finishing speaking, he looked at his lower body, "There must be more masculinity there."

Song Wuyou: "..."

Gu Yanhao raised his head and looked at Song Wuyou deeply: "Help me take a bath."

"Wipe yourself?" Song Wuyou asked.

"No!" Gu Yanhao coquettishly imitated Ban Jianing: "I want to take a bath, I want to take a bath, I have to take a bath."

"Okay, okay..." Song Wuyou convinced him.

Didn't he just want to play a hooligan in front of him?

She fulfilled him, can't she?

You have to take off your clothes when you wipe your body and take a shower...

When Gu Yanhao heard this, he smiled happily and got up from the bed.

"I'm standing, and you can just use the shower to wash the uninjured area."

After speaking, he has already taken the initiative to enter the bathroom.

That physique, that style, that speed, that enthusiasm, it is completely impossible to see that he is a wounded person.

Song Wuyou smiled, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

It's good that he didn't lose his memory and didn't forget her.

Gu Yanhao is obsessed with cleanliness and loves to be clean.

This bath lasted for forty minutes.

Except for the location of the wound, Song Wuyou washed him clean from head to toe.

After drying his hair, Gu Yanhao shook his head in a cool and handsome way, his broken hair was smooth, and he said in a good mood, "It's so refreshing."

Seeing that he was in good spirits, Song Wuyou kept smiling.

Gu Yanhao sat on the bed, looked at Song Wuyou with a smile in his eyes, "Honey, tell me a story."

Song Wuyou asked subconsciously: "What story do you want to hear?"

Gu Yanhao smiled and said, "You can choose either storytelling or singing."

"What story do you want to hear?" Song Wuyou repeated.

"As long as it's what you say, I love to listen to it."

Song Wuyou brought over the clean hospital gown and handed it to him, "Put it on."

Bare upper body, how decent?

"Don't wear it, it's hot." Gu Yanhao threw the clothes aside, looked at Song Wuyou with a smile in his eyes, "tell a story."

Song Wuyou moved the chair and sat in front of the bed.

Her gaze boldly landed on Gu Yanhao's chest.

On his chest, besides the new muzzle, there are two old scars.

There was an old scar from the last time he was attacked on the street when he blocked a bullet for her.

Before, she was entangled in whether he loved her or not, but now that she saw the wound on his chest, she was no longer entangled.

A man, if he doesn't love you, will work hard for you? Will you risk your life to save you when you are in danger?

Moreover, she also promised the original owner that she would keep happiness for her.

Gu Yanhao is her happiness——

"Husband." Song Wuyou suddenly smiled sweetly, with a ruddy face showing a hint of shyness.

"Huh?" Gu Yanhao's heart melted when she heard her call "husband", and her eyes were full of tenderness.