Baby Aggressive: Don't Talk, Kiss Me

Chapter 189 Rare Pampering

Gu Huachi, who followed closely behind, still heard what she said.

His heart shrank, what kind of severe pain was she suffering in her heart?
On weekdays, she is lively and cheerful, a very optimistic girl, but in fact that is just the appearance, but deep down she is very fragile and soft.

It has been more than twenty years since that incident, and she has never forgotten it.

"You have a family, and the Gu family is your home. You have your parents, Ah Heng, and me."

Gu Zhaoyan looked at Gu Huachi, who was a head taller than her, and suddenly smiled.

"What you said is so funny."

Then she shook her head again, "No, that's not my real home."

"That's your home. We all regard you as a relative, and your parents treat you as their own."

She curled the corners of her mouth and narrowed her eyes into crescent moons, "Yes, I still have you."

"So, don't think about it, you know?"

She looked at the dark sky, and the snowflakes were falling, but she didn't dodge, "If it wasn't for Mommy, I wouldn't be wandering in any corner now."

Gu Huachi looked at her lonely expression, his heart seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, tearing it so painfully.

He couldn't hold back anymore and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

Gu Zhaoyan slowly closed his eyes, "Why doesn't she want me? Am I redundant? Why don't you just strangle me to death."

Gu Huachi couldn't help holding her even harder.

She never mentioned her life experience in front of her family, so it wasn't that she didn't care all the time, but that they didn't feel her pain.

She thought she was doing well in Gu's family, but who could truly not care about her own background?

"It's her loss that she doesn't want you."

Tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes, "What about you? Why don't you want me?"

Hearing her hoarse voice, Gu Huachi didn't know how to answer.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Yanyan, I didn't want you, don't think too much."

"You are all liars!"

She pushed him away fiercely, her eyes were red, "If you don't like it, just say it, be ruthless, and let me give up completely. Why do you pretend to be so gentle to me now?"

Gu Huachi laughed at himself, "Yes, it is indeed as you said, I am hypocritical."

He once said that he would treat her as his younger sister, his sister for the rest of his life.

But now he has other thoughts about her, other thoughts, wants to be nice to her, but can't give her what she wants, what is it not hypocrisy?
Tears flowed down, "I have decided to give up on you, don't give me hope."

When her head became hot, her stomach convulsed, her face changed drastically due to discomfort, and she vomited into the trash can by the side of the road. Her stomach felt like it had been burned, and the burning pain was severe.

Gu Huachi quickly followed her and patted her on the back, "Are you all right?"

"Uncomfortable" was written in capitals on her face, her heart was uncomfortable, and her stomach also suffered.

He frowned and warned those not to drink, but she just didn't listen.

"Uncomfortable."

I was so sad that I burst into tears.

Gu Huachi saw a convenience store not far ahead, so he strode over there, bought a bottle of hot milk and rushed back.

This reminded him of when he just returned to China, she also got herself drunk like now.

"Drink some milk and rinse your mouth, it won't be so uncomfortable."

"Thank you."

It was only then that Gu Zhaoyan realized the discomfort of drinking too much alcohol. His stomach seemed to be empty, and he vomited out everything he ate for dinner, and his throat was burning.

After cleaning up, she supported the tree and stood up straight, her feet were a little weak.

"Can't you walk?"

"No strength."

Gu Huachi had no choice but to bend down and carry her on his back.

Gu Zhaoyan lay limply on his back, his head was very dizzy, and he burped several times, and the hot air he exhaled had a strong smell of alcohol.

It seems that you really can't drink too much alcohol.

Although she wasn't completely drunk, she was already slightly drunk, and sometimes she would speak without going through her brain, and maybe she didn't even remember what she said.

A gust of cold wind blew, and she shrank her neck.

"Cold?"

"Fortunately, no."

Gu Huachi put her down first, took off his coat and put it on her body. The long and loose coat wrapped around her exquisite figure, making her look even smaller.

The smooth black hair hangs over her shoulders, and her cheeks are flushed and pink from drinking, so juicy that one can't help but want to pinch her.

"Thank you."

He carried her on his back and started walking again. It was not too far from where he lived, and he could walk there in 10 minutes.

The crystal snowflakes swirled and fell like butterflies. She reached out to catch a few, which were icy and cool.

The two of them didn't speak any more along the way.

Gu Zhaoyan felt uncomfortable, tears flowed, his eyes were red, and he didn't want to talk to him.

Gu Huachi returned to the hotel with her on his back, and when he passed the hotel lobby, he ran into Xue Ningyan by accident.

"Hua Chi?"

Gu Zhaoyan was still lying on his back, and when he heard the sound, he slowly raised his head.

"What happened to sister Zhaoyan?"

Gu Huachi ignored her and walked directly towards the elevator.

Xue Ningyan, however, had the cheek to catch up, "Do you want me to help? Oh, sister Zhaoyan's face is so red, do you have a fever? You must not catch a cold, right?"

Gu Zhaoyan sneered, "I thank you for your good words, but curse me for having a fever?"

"That was not what I meant."

"I'm not feeling well. I feel uncomfortable when I see you. Please go away, don't pollute this piece of air. I can hardly breathe."

Xue Ningyan's face turned blue and then pale, "Then you have a good rest, and if you need anything, just tell me, you're welcome."

Who cares about her help?
She is already thankful that Xue Ningyan didn't target her.

After finally returning to the room, Gu Zhaoyan fell asleep directly, Gu Huachi shook his head, pulled her up, and let her lean in his arms.

"Don't lie down yet, go wash your face."

"No." She got angry.

"good."

She didn't like to hear this sentence, maybe she liked it before, but now she is bored.

"You figure it out, anyway, I'm going to sleep."

Gu Huachi had no choice but to help her take off her coat and boots, then went into the bathroom, twisted a clean and warm towel, and wiped her face carefully and patiently.

Gu Zhaoyan opened his eyes, blinked his eyelashes, and suddenly sneered.

He paused for a moment, then gently wiped her eyes.

She snatched the towel and threw it on the ground, hugged his neck with both hands, and wrapped her fingers around his scarf, which was a birthday present she had given him before.

"Isn't this scarf too ugly? Why are you wearing it?"

Didn't he just throw all the things she sent into the drawer?
"You sent it."

"Oh? So is there any special meaning?"

"I got it at hand."

Gu Zhaoyan caressed his face, from eyebrows, eyes, nose to lips, jaw, every place seemed to have been carefully carved and stacked together to form such a handsome and charming him.

"You should, directly..."

She pulled off the scarf and threw it in the trash.

She giggled, "This is in line with your style, as unfeeling as ever!"

(End of this chapter)