Chapter 1994： Don't cry

Chapter 1994 Don't Cry

The teenager is very determined, "Don’t believe what I said, don’t look at me much younger than you, but I have seen more women, I know women, and I also understand women’s careful thoughts."

Gu Shen gave a hum, and then said another sentence, "Okay."

He directly gave all the money in his hand to aunt dumb, "Thank you for helping me spend it. Buy the best, the best medicine, the best clothes and shoes for everything, and buy her something girls love to eat. Snacks, some in the supermarket, potato chips, jelly, and milk tea."

Aunt Yu took the money and looked at the boy. The boy nodded to Aunt Yu, and waved his hand, "Listen to my strong brother, hurry up, things are done, my strong brother is happy, I will send you bonus."

With the permission of the young man, Aunt Dumb left with a grin.

Aunt Dumb went out for a while, the boy got out of the room and answered the phone, and after a while, he called Gu Chen at the door of the room.

"Brother Qiang, my elder brother told me to go out and do something. You are familiar with it in the villa. When I come back, I will drive to your broken house and bring your things to you. By the way, I will help you out of the house, dumb. Auntie will come back to cook in the evening. In the evening, we and I will have a good meal and have a drink to celebrate."

After speaking, the boy hummed a song and happily waved the car key in his hand and left.

In this house, before Gu Chen came, there were also auntie dumb and this boy.

As soon as the two people left, only Gu Chen and Jian Sangyu were left in the house.

When Gu Chen turned to look at the person on the bed, Jian Sangyu, who had closed her eyes, had already opened her eyes and stared at him intently. The bottom of her eyes was full of water. She bit her lips, but did not make a sound. The slightest sound.

Gu Shenxin gave a sudden twitch, walked over, touched her lips lightly, and said with a low voice, “Don’t bite, I’ll take a look at the house first, and I’ll be back with you soon.”

Gu Shen needs to determine whether there is monitoring in the house.

It took Gu Chen fifteen minutes to carefully observe every corner of the house, only to discover that the elder brother in the boy really trusted him, so there was no surveillance in the house lent to him. And eavesdropping equipment.

The only thing left is the dumb aunt.

After returning to the room, Gu Chen inspected the room again. After making sure that there was nothing, he closed the door and walked to Jian Sangyu’s bed. He stretched out and took Jian Sangyu's uninjured hand to sit up.

She was weak all over, like a puppet, limp in his arms.

However, Gu Chen could hear her crying, depressed sobs, and feel her tears falling on his chest.

In fact, Jian Sangyu woke up when she was lying on the bed and screamed unconsciously, but to avoid being caught, she never opened her eyes.

These days, every time she is awake is torment and torture.

Because she cannot predict what else she will experience when she is awake.

The pain in the arm also indicates that this seems to be just the beginning.

But Jian Sangyu did not expect that she would hear the familiar voice, the voice that made her feel at ease and frightened.

She thought she was thinking wrong, she thought it was because she missed him too much, so she had hallucinations. Therefore, she listened to the conversation of the people in the room, but she never dared to open her eyes to see the boy called the strong Brother's people.

Until the room became quiet again, Jian Sangyu told herself that she would open her eyes secretly to take a look, just take a look, as a luxury, let herself wake up.

She doesn’t spend much time awake these days.

However, in this short period of time, what she feared most was not the injury of raising her.

It doesn't matter how she gets hurt, she can carry everything through her teeth.

However, what she fears most is that after this, she will never see Gu Chen again, she will never be able to rely on his warm embrace, or hear his forbidden words.

is also afraid of a dead word.

(End of this chapter)