happy?

Happy wool

Lin Miao pulled his hand back from Gu Yanliang's hand.

I don't understand why such a thin man has so much strength.

"Lady"

The temperature in his hand was gone. Gu Yanliang squinted and looked at Lin Miao sadly, "madam, hug..."

Lin Miao: "......" fuck you, who wants to hold a drunkard

And drunk people are dead, okay?

"Madam, do you dislike me, so you don't hold me?"

On weekdays, Gu Yanliang of the abstinence department always plans strategies. Unexpectedly, being drunk is this virtue.

Lin Miao helped her forehead. "I don't dislike you." if I dislike you, I would have left long ago. I still need to take care of you here?

"No......" Gu Yanliang sat up from the bed dissatisfied, directly pulled Lin Miao's hand and pasted it on his face, "if the lady doesn't dislike me, why don't you let me hold you?"

Lin Miao: "... You won, you drank, you were the biggest, and everything you said was right."

Gu Yanliang pulled Lin Miao and didn't give up. He looked pitifully like a despised erha. "The lady despises me. If the lady doesn't dislike me, let me hug."

Endless return, Lin Miao silently approached the wronged Gu Yanliang who was about to cry, "well, can't I hold you?"

Hold it, hold it, anyway, the body is not hers.

"Madam, you are so soft and comfortable to hold." Gu Yanliang held Lin Miao, his chin gently rubbing her smooth forehead, and his face was satisfied.

"If you're comfortable, just hold it for a while."

Lin Miao was helpless in Gu Yanliang's arms. After about a quarter of an hour, the man's breath on his head gradually became long.

"Gu Yanliang?"

Lin Miao whispered to him and didn't get a response from Gu Yanliang. She quickly and gently withdrew from Gu Yanliang's arms, then put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

"Mom, I finally fell asleep."

Lin Miao felt his neck become stiff when he kept holding a position and was held.

Rubbing his neck, Lin Miao went out of Gu Yanliang's room and carefully closed the door for him.

She had to pack up the kitchen and go back to her room to practice acupuncture.

Gu Yanliang will be given an injection tomorrow. She needs to practice more for a while.

Back in his room, Lin Miao quickly fixed his trouser legs, then took out the silver needle. Everything was ready. The slender silver needle began to stab into his leg.

Today is the fourth day of her practice. I don't know where junlintian got such a set of stitches. When she began to prick, she just felt the meat hurt, day by day. Today, when she pricked, she felt that her bones hurt again.

After the silver needle pricking, Lin Miao was already pale in pain, and he was sweating cold sweat.

But considering Gu Yanliang and her task, she still gritted her teeth and insisted.

Gu Yanliang slept for about an hour before he woke up, "Lady"

Sitting up from the bed and looking at the empty room, he didn't find Lin Miao's figure. A trace of loss flashed in Gu Yan's cool dark eyes.

Although he is very good at drinking, he still remembers what happened after drinking.

He remembered holding her in his 1 arms when he was asleep.

As a result, she didn't stay with her when she woke up.

After drinking, he had a headache. Gu Yanliang supported the bed board and sat in a wheelchair. He planned to pour some water in the kitchen.

When I passed Lin Miao's room, I heard a painful depressing sound inside.