Chapter 911 makes a little more memories for her

Gong Ou felt that she had thrust an arrow into his chest. He reached for her and shouted angrily, "I didn't fold a thousand paper cranes last night, but I was you..."

He wants to talk and stops.

"what am I?"

When Xiaonian sat on the bed and looked at him, his eyes were clear and clear.

"Nothing!"

Gong Ou stares at her fiercely, biting her teeth. She turns and goes to the clothes rack to get the clothes. Her long legs turn a little.

"Gong ou, what happened to your leg?"

He asked in confusion.

"Leave me alone!"

Gong Ou is depressed.

“……”

What a fire.

When Xiaonian's face was blown by his anger and almost lit up, he could only silently shrink back, get up from the bed and walk to the end of the bed. He raised his hand and slowly met a glass paper crane. The sun fell on the wings of the paper crane.

Then she touched the stars.

When the eyes of small read slowly turned into the curved moon, the smile on the face could not disappear, so beautiful.

Gong Ou said that because of burning her favorite cellophane, he still has such a heart.

When Xiaonian couldn't move her eyes towards so many paper cranes, suddenly there was a voice behind her. She turned around and saw Gong Ou standing in front of her bed, dressed in clothes, with a stack of comic books in her arms.

"This is the autograph of the top ten Japanese cartoonists. This is the autograph of the top ten Italian painters. I'll ask someone to come to you if you're not dead!"

“……”

Xiao Nian stood there in amazement.

In a short time, the bed was filled with countless signed comic books and signed oil paintings. She sat down in a daze, picked up a comic book and opened it. The cartoonist was also her favorite.

Actually, all the books have signatures.

"How did you do it?" When Xiaonian looked at Gong Ou in surprise, "you don't want the bodyguard to copy the signature of the God, do you?"

Otherwise, how can we do it in such a short time.

"When I read it!" Gong Ou was so angry that she clenched her fists and shouted angrily, "it's just some signatures. Can I fake them for you? Maybe it's a fake that the Moki found for you! "

How dare she question his ability!

When Xiaonian was spurted back and forth, he hurriedly said, "OK, I'm wrong. It's easy to ask for these signatures with the ability of general Gong. I'm in the heart of a villain. Your adult is a lot. Don't be angry."

It turned out that he was making up for the gift he had burned.

"Hum!"

Gong'ou smashes the comic book in her arms onto the bed, turns around angrily and walks. The walking posture is extremely strange, even with some lame meaning.

It was fine yesterday. Why did it happen all of a sudden.

"What happened to Gong Ou's leg?"

When small read some worry ground to ask a way, willow eyebrow frowns.

"Don't worry!"

Gong Ou did not return to roar, full of anger.

“……”

When Xiaonian bit her lips and clapped her mouth, it seems that she really annoyed Gong ou, and she did too. She questioned what kind of strength, even if she had no brain to move Gong ou, it would be beautiful.

Ah.

She is so stupid.

By the time of breakfast, Xiao Nian had received 11 gifts from Gong ou, each of which was several times more than that from mu qianchu. She didn't know how Gong ou could do something that was out of print. She put them all in front of her.

All her childhood and juvenile memories have been filled by Gong ou.

It's too short. She doesn't know how Gong Ou did this. Maybe, since he decided to burn them, she secretly raised these gifts for her.

When Xiaonian was moved, he also realized that everything he did was planned. He would never look for mu qianchu just to insult a few words and vent his jealousy.

Don't think about it.

Cherish the present. It's the only thing you can do now.

Shi Xiaonian told himself that after the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, he turned his eyes and looked at Gong ou. Gong Ou was still sitting there in a huff. He drank porridge spoon by spoon. It seemed like he had a grudge against him. He wished he had even swallowed the spoon.

"Still angry?"

When Xiaonian reached out and poked his arm carefully.

"Don't worry!"

Gong Ou takes a mouthful of porridge and stares at her with black eyes.

"Don't be angry. It's my fault. I apologize to you." Gong Ou made up 11 gifts for her, and she also questioned that she was not good.

"No!"

Gong Ou snorted and turned away. When Xiao Nian saw clearly that he was a little dark at the moment. It was clearly a black eye circle, which he didn't have yesterday.

"Did you not sleep last night? Why is your face so bad? " When small read to ask anxiously, stretch out a hand to probe his forehead, be opened by palace Europe one, "do not care!"

This man is really

When Xiaonian didn't know what to say about him, she apologized, and what else did he want?

Is it twisted when walking weird?

She remembered that the bag she had brought had sprain medicine in it. Just rub it.

In this way, shixiaonian stands up and walks towards the stairs. Gong Ou immediately stares at her discontentedly, "shixiaonian, do you really care? Are you still not my woman? Is your heart in the refrigerator? "

So cold-blooded.

When small read speechless ground looks back to him, say, "there is sprain medicine in the bag above me, I take to wipe for you."

Hearing this, Gong Ou's anger subsided a lot. "You still have a little conscience."

"I'm really worried about you."

When small read helplessly said, turn around to go upstairs, haven't walked out a few steps, Gong Ou suddenly seems to think of what immediately stand up, limp to catch up with, "no! There is musk in that medicine! "

He has heard from the doctor.

"It's not high in ingredients. It's ok if I help you with the medicine."

Shi Xiaonian said that he was secretly happy, but he still remembered the details.

"That's not good either!"

Gong Ou rushes over and catches up with Xiao Nian on the stairs. He just pulls her and twists her waist. He quickly reaches out and holds his waist, grits his teeth and says, "hiss."

“……”

When Xiaonian looked at him in a dazed way, did he twist again?

When did Gong Ou become so vulnerable.

She reached out and touched his waist. Gong Ou immediately said, "don't move!"

Finish saying, Gong Ou goes upstairs, walk or limp, big long legs are not good-looking.

How could it be like this?

"Gong ou, you won't be a thief last night, will you?"

Xiao Nian was really confused.

“……”

Gong Ou goes upstairs biting her teeth, asking her to hold her half body for a whole night. It's more tired than being a thief!

When she got upstairs, Gong Ou insisted that she should not touch the medicine, forcing her to stand far away.

When Xiaonian can only watch him wipe the medicine by himself, and can't help him. Gong Ou puts the medicine aside, stands up and pulls down his clothes. Then Xiaonian immediately asks nervously, "how is it? Is it better?"

"How could it be so fast."

Gong Ou frowned.

Also, this kind of injury can't be cured immediately.

"In that case, it's not good for you to lie in bed and not exercise." Shi Xiaonian said that he went to the bedside, put the comic books on the bed and opened the quilt.

The paper cranes of cellophane glitter in the sun.

"No sleep."

Gong Ou stood there and looked at her.

"Why?" When Xiaonian looked at him, "you can't do this. Why don't you lie down for a day today? Can I accompany you?"

"Then you will be bored." Gong Ou said, "I said that I will accompany you to a place today."

"It doesn't matter where you go. You should take care of your injury first."

Shi Xiaonian said that only one night later, he suddenly twisted his waist and limped. He was so tired and went out to play.

"No, I don't want to waste my time."

Gong Ou said in a deep voice that he was so domineering that he could not bear to be left or right. He reached out and put the medicine back in his bag.

There was silence in the room.

Only the sound of the glass paper crane shaking gently in the wind.

Gong Ou turns his head and sees Xiaonian standing in front of the bed and watching him quietly. His face looks like it's frozen. He realizes what he said.

"What is not to waste time?" When small read quietly looking at him asked, "we can not be together every day?"

Why don't you want to waste your time? Is it precious to them?

Gong Ou looks at her deeply with black eyes, and smiles, "what are you sensitive about? I'm talking about not wanting to waste time sleeping in bed. "

"Is it?" When small read relieved smile, did not investigate again, said, "I see your face tired or sleep, where do you want to go tomorrow, OK?"

"Tomorrow?"

Gong Ou looks at her.

Another tomorrow.

"Well, we've been together for a long time anyway." Xiaonian smiled and said, "or are you going back tomorrow?"

If so, she can't say anything.

"I don't mean that." Gong Ou immediately said, staring at her and saying, "less sensitive. I don't want to go back now. Just go to sleep. Just accompany me!"

“……”

She said she was sensitive.

She has tried to persuade herself not to be sensitive. Well, it's hard for her not to guess what he has done.

Gong Ou goes to the bathroom, turns on the tap and washes his hands. The water splashes at his hands, and the smell of the medicine on it disappears. He looks up at himself in the mirror. His dark eyes are very deep, and his thin lips are cold.

Gong ou, how can you create enough happiness for Xiaonian to remember if you say that again.

Damn it!

Gong Ou sweeps a handful of water angrily, splashing countless splashes on the mirror, and the water drops trickle down the mirror, slowly blurring his handsome face, which is hard to understand.

For a long time, Gong Ou wiped his hands and went out. When Xiaonian sat on the chair beside the bed and turned over a comic book, he saw the funny place and laughed.

He wants her to keep that smile all the time.

At least, keep it until the baby is born, or it will hurt her and the baby in her stomach.

But Lancaster won't give him so much time. He's pushing it.

What he can do is to make her happy, even if one day danger comes, even if one day he is not around her, she still has memories to think about, at least in a bad mood.