Chapter 778

After Beiming cold is finished, Gu Qingxin teaches him how to paste it on it.

"A little behind!"

"Why?" Beiming cold looked up at her seriously and asked.

“……”

If there is a seam on the ground now, she must go in at once.

"I want to! Come on, I can't hold on! " Gu was so embarrassed that he could not look at him again.

Beiming cold's eyes swept her and thought about the structure there

Seconds.

After putting on her clothes, Gu took up the dirty bath towel and fled to the bathroom.

Hand helplessly caresses forehead, why does she feel this man is more and more It's terrible!

The cold life people in Beiming raised the temperature of the villa a little more. Bai Jingqing said that the woman who just miscarried was most afraid of getting cold. In case of getting cold, she would cause irreparable damage to her body.

Beiming cold also didn't allow her to go to school, even the villa didn't give up, Gu fell in love with his nervous appearance, and even doubted whether he knew about his abortion.

But he didn't say anything. Gu Qian thought that with his temper, if he really knew it, he couldn't do anything that never happened.

Thinking of the baby who has no fate with himself, Gu Qingxin will still be very sad. The pain in his eyes can't be covered.

However, if she is given another chance to choose, she will not hesitate to save Beiming cold

Even if

She knew she was pregnant and she was saved.

"What are you thinking, so entranced?" Beiming cold hugged her from behind. He saw the pain in her eyes, but he could only pretend that he didn't see it and didn't know anything.

No one knows that his heart is thousands of times more painful than hers.

She only hurts for the baby, he, for her and the baby.

She lowered her head and kissed her hair gently. Gu fell in love and hurriedly avoided, saying, "I haven't washed my hair for several days!"

"I like it even if you don't wash it all your life." The cold of Beiming hugged her more tightly.

“……”

As expected, all men are good at sweet talk. If they don't wash their hair for a lifetime, they can't stink and ghosts can't like them. What's more, this man who has a habit of cleanliness.

"It seems to be a cold winter this year. It's getting colder and colder." Gu Qingxin looks at the outside. The bare trees are inclined to one side by the wind, as if it is going to snow.

"Aunt Zhou, bring me a blanket." Beiming cold turned his head and shouted.

"Yes, sir." Aunt Zhou went to do it at once.

"Cold?" Beiming cold holds her in his arms and holds her small hand. His brow is light and wrinkled. How can it be cool.

"Your wound! Be careful. " Gu cast a helpless stare at him and hurried down.

"Already!" Beiming's frown was cold and gloomy. Since she was hurt, she would not let him hold her.

"Only a few days! You think you are a fairy. " Gu leans in his arms.

Aunt Zhou sent the blanket here. Beiming cold opened the blanket and covered her. They snuggled up on the sofa and watched the wind outside.

"Is it still cold?" Asked the cold in the north.

Although the temperature in the villa is very high, but in fact, the stomach is a little uncomfortable and the hands and feet are cold. Now, it's really comfortable and warm to wrap in a hairy blanket.

"It's not cold." Gu leans in his arms and absorbs the warmth from him.

"In fact, we should change to another kind of sofa. It looks good, but it's uncomfortable to lie on." Gu Qingxin couldn't help saying a word.