Ye ChuChu drags Gu Liangchen into her bedroom.

She threw him on the bed and ran upstairs to an Ziyan's bedroom. Thinking that Gu Liangchen and an Ziyan were about the same size, his clothes should be suitable for him, she found a suit of clothes.

Ye ChuChu found the antipyretic and poured a glass of water in the medicine box of the living room, and ran into the bedroom in a hurry.

She broke the pill out and put it on the palm of her hand. She lifted him up and leaned on her shoulder and put it in his mouth.

But his lips had been so close that he couldn't put the medicine into his mouth.

After several times, he still couldn't make him open his mouth and take the medicine.

Ye ChuChu was worried and angry. He yelled at him directly: "Gu Liangchen, if you don't take the medicine again, believe it or not, I'll throw you out now and let you burn to death outside!"

Miraculously, only after ye ChuChu's voice fell, Gu Liangchen quietly opened his lips.

If it wasn't for his body temperature, ye ChuChu would doubt whether the goods were pretending to be dizzy. Otherwise, how could he be so sensible.

But now she didn't have time to think so much, quickly put the medicine into him, carefully fed him a mouthful of water, let him swallow the medicine.

It's not easy to get the medicine done. Looking at Gu Liangchen, who is blushing and breathing heavily, she is in trouble.

His wet clothes can't be ignored. After all, he has a fever.

She took a deep breath, plucked Gu Liangchen in one breath, and then put an Ziyan's clothes on him.

After all this, ye ChuChu is also tired of panting, tired of sitting in front of the bed.

Gu Liangchen's beautiful eyebrows are locked tightly, and his perfect lips are opening and closing. I don't know what he's whispering. In fact, as long as ye ChuChu gets closer, he can hear her name.

Ye ChuChu lies in front of the bed and looks at him with a complicated mind. He seems to be thinner after a few months' absence. The dark circles under his eyes are frightening. Does he have a bad time?

Thinking, ye ChuChu's eyelids began to fight, and gradually she closed her eyes.

In the early morning, after the typhoon, the sky outside was clear, and the birds were chirping on the branches outside.

Gu Liangchen's eyebrows moved, slowly opened his deep eyes, looking at the strange ceiling, he had a moment of absence, but soon recovered.

As soon as he tilted his head, he saw ye ChuChu's delicate face. He was slightly stunned, and his big hand with distinct bones hesitated and gently covered her side face.

The warm touch from his hands makes Gu Liangchen feel satisfied.

How many times in the middle of the night when he dreamt back, he extravagantly hoped to touch the temperature, his eyes a little sour, so good, she is still so good!

Gu Liangchen holds up his body and gently holds up the sleeping ye ChuChu and places him carefully.

He pulled the quilt to help her cover, put her together with the quilt into his arms, low cry, "ChuChu..."

She was sleeping soundly. She didn't answer him. She just tooted her lips and frowned, as if dissatisfied that someone was quarreling with her.

Gu Liangchen looks at her lovely sleeping face, and the corner of his mouth rises involuntarily. He goes to kiss her lips, gets up, and can't help bending over to kiss her again... Well, one more

In this way, Gu Liangchen's marriage is not over.

He put his hand across the quilt on her high abdomen, giggled at her stomach and said, "baby, I'm Dad... I'm your dad, you know?"