Lovely wife on the pillow of contract marriage pet

Chapter 175 I Promise

"Just now? What happened just now?" Gu Yechen looked at Qiao Yanting and continued to ask, how could he be willing to miss such a good opportunity to moles his little daughter-in-law.

"It's nothing, I'll go out to help." Qiao Yanting said, and hurriedly got up, staying in this room again, she was afraid that she would be ridiculed to death by Gu Yechen, this is familiar.

"Hey, Qiao Yanting," Gu Yechen looked at Qiao Yanting who was about to leave in a hurry, and suddenly called out to her.

"Huh?" Qiao Yanting hurriedly turned around and looked at Gu Yechen, "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

"Marry me." Gu Yechen propped himself up and got out of bed, walked up to Qiao Yanting, and said tenderly.

Qiao Yanting's eyes turned red, seeing Gu Yechen's slightly pale face, tears almost fell down.

After stabilizing his emotions, Qiao Yanting looked at Gu Yechen and said with a smile, "How can there be such a proposal, it's too perfunctory."

"Not perfunctory," Gu Yechen said, stretched out his hand to take Qiao Yanting's hand, and placed it on his heart, "You have been here for too long, if you still don't give me a title, I'm afraid It will protest."

Qiao Yanting's hand was pressed against Gu Yechen's chest, feeling his heartbeat. That feeling made her feel at ease, and felt extra secure.

"Okay, I promise." Qiao Yanting looked up at Gu Yechen, and replied very seriously.

Gu Yechen lowered his head to look at Qiao Yanting, his smile was extraordinarily warm, such tenderness seemed to be a different person, Qiao Yanting was a little dumbfounded.

"Girl, your house..." The middle-aged woman pushed open the wooden door and entered.

Qiao Yanting hastily pushed Gu Yechen away.

"Ouch." Gu Yechen whispered, clutching his chest.

"Did you touch the wound? Let me see." Qiao Yanting hurried forward again, wanting to check Gu Yechen's injury.

"It's okay." Gu Yechen said, stroked Qiao Yanting's beautiful hair, and looked at the middle-aged woman who walked in.

"Thank you for saving us."

The middle-aged woman smiled extraordinarily honestly, "No, no, it's just a matter of raising your hands. You are seriously injured, so you should take a good rest. If Father A-Xian happened to be at home, you would be in danger. At that time, Father-A-Xian said , If it is later, you may die."

The middle-aged woman said, and glanced at Qiao Yanting again, "But I'm curious, you both fell from such a high place, but girl, you are covered with skin injuries..."

Qiao Yanting listened and looked at Gu Yechen. His figure was still tall, but he looked a little thin at the moment, and his handsome and unparalleled face looked a little pale because of the loss of blood.

Although he was still so handsome, Qiao Yanting knew that under his clothes, there must be wounds all over his body, and these wounds were left by him in order to protect himself at that moment of life and death.

It was the first time that Qiao Yanting knew that loving someone would be such a suffocating pain. That feeling was that she wished that all the pains in his whole body would be carried by her, wished that she could use all her strength to love him for the rest of her life, wished that she could take care of him right now. Can sign a contract in the book of life and death, for the rest of his life, just marry him and follow him.

Gu Yechen watched Qiao Yanting's tears welling up in his eyes, smiled and stretched out his hand to caress her face, "Aren't you going to help? Go."

Only then did Qiao Yanting take a deep breath, and looked at the middle-aged woman, "Sister, I'll clean it up for you."

The middle-aged woman watched the scene with them just now, and was moved in her heart. She thought of the little things when she and the child's father first got together, and then smiled knowingly, "Sister, I will teach you how to make medicine, Father Xian As I said, the medicine boiled by the one you love is the most effective."

"Okay." Qiao Yanting hurriedly agreed, turned around and told Gu Yechen to have a good rest, and then walked out with Sister.

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Ajie brought the medicinal ingredients prepared by Father Axian, put them in a casserole, put them on the stove, lit a fire skillfully, and handed the cattail fan in her hand to Qiao Yanting.

"Sister, look at the fire, fan it lightly, and keep the heat going," Sister A said, looking at Qiao Yanting, "Will you?"

"Well, yes." Qiao Yanting took the fan and said with a smile, she is not a young lady who knows nothing, she has lived the life of the lowest level, how difficult is this kind of trouble for her.

Qiao Yanting lightly fanned the fire, while Elder Sister bundled up the firewood, and then chatted with Qiao Yanting without saying a word.

"Sister, my father said that you are definitely blessed by Allah. You can survive such a high slope after falling from it. It means that you are all blessed and blessed by Allah." Sister said , as if remembering something, his expression was a little unsightly.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Qiao Yanting saw her casual expression and asked hastily.

"My father told me that there was another person in that car. He died long ago when he arrived. Do you know that person?"

Qiao Yanting was startled when she heard that, she almost forgot that the driver of the Zhang family wanted to kill them in a suicidal way, her uncle must hate her so much that he wanted to use any means so unscrupulously to kill them. She removes.

"He's a driver." Qiao Yanting said, sighing, after all, it was a human life, although he once wanted to kill himself, but now he is gone, and the grievances and grievances disappeared with him.

Elder Sister clasped her hands together and closed her eyes, and Qiao Yanting followed suit, which made her feel at ease.

"Sister, your family is really kind to you, he even gave up his life for you." Sister Ah said with a very touched look.

Qiao Yanting nodded, "He's fine, really fine."

The cattail fan in his hand was still flapping slightly, but Qiao Yanting felt like a ball of cotton was stalked in his throat, unable to speak.

(End of this chapter)