Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

There was no point in continuing to cough like this, so Li Xiaoyu propped himself up and sat up.

She wiped the tears from her eyes and climbed out quietly.

He supported himself on the bed with his hands and just as he stepped out with one leg, someone grabbed his wrist.

When he turned his head, he found that Gu Fei had grabbed his wrist.

Perhaps he was apologizing for his rudeness just now. The man's voice sounded much softer: "Where are you going?"

Li Xiaoyu coughed twice and replied dumbly: "I'll go drink some water."

There were no servants here, and the only thing she could drink was cold water, which she thought would cause more damage to her throat.

Gu Fei took a deep breath: "Lie down, I'll get you some water."

Hearing this, Li Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "No, I'll go by myself."

She doesn't want to trouble others with things she can do herself.

She struggled to free her hand twice, but when the man didn't let go, Li Xiaoyu would get a little angry when she felt uncomfortable.

The hoarse voice rose slightly, with a hint of helplessness in the confusion: "Gu Fei, is it fun to play with me like a mouse?"

"Now I can't even drink water. You think I have a purpose for everything I do. You might as well just kill me now."

As these words came out of her mouth, a sense of depression rose in her chest.

It felt like being pressed by a huge rock and no matter how hard I struggled I couldn't get rid of it, and it felt like there was a fishbone stuck in my throat.

She sniffed and couldn't hold back her tears.

It flowed out of her eyes without any warning, and drops of it slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the back of the man's left hand.

Hot tears welled up in her eyes, and Gu Fei felt that the heat that had subsided had all returned to the back of her hands.

They gathered where the tears fell, burning him and making him feel irritated.

He raised his eyes slightly, looked in the direction of Li Xiaoyu, and said to her with a suppressed annoyance: "Go back and lie down. I'll go get you some water."

After saying that, he placed his hands on the woman's shoulders and immediately pushed her onto the bed.

Li Xiaoyu still had one leg that had not been stepped out, and when he was pushed, his body leaned back due to inertia.

She acted too suddenly, and her back rolled over Gu Fei's injured left leg. However, the latter seemed to feel nothing, and he lifted the quilt, put on his shoes, and left in the dark.

When Li Xiaoyu climbed out of bed, the man was no longer in the room.

The parrot also flew out.

In the dark room, Li Xiaoyu leaned against the head of the bed, sniffed, and wiped all the tears from her face.

While coughing, I thought about Gu Fei's behavior.

Doesn't he want to kill himself?

Why did you suddenly become kind?

He scratched his ear and stared up at the ceiling.

Is it because I cried so hard that Gu Fei became soft-hearted?

After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't figure it out, so she got out of bed and lit the tung oil lamp, then returned to bed and waited for Gu Fei to bring her water.

After waiting for him to come back for a long time, she began to study her own physique.

In fact, she didn't want to cry in front of Gu Fei at all, but she couldn't hold back her tears, which came and went quickly.

What an amazing physique.

Just as she was thinking about what business she could do with this physique, she heard the footsteps of a man outside and the quacking of the parrot: "Drink water, drink water."

As the man walked in, the dim light shone on him, casting his shadow on the wall.

He looks even thinner.

Li Xiaoyu pursed his lips, slowly crawled to the bedside, and reached out to take the bowl. "Give it to me, thank you."

"It's hot," Gu Fei identified the direction of the voice and handed the bowl over.

Seeing the steam coming out of the bowl, Li Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then he held the bowl with both hands and felt the slightly scalding temperature.

She then realized that the heat she had just seen was not an illusion.

He looked up at Gu Fei in astonishment, his brows slightly furrowed. So, he hadn't come back for so long, so he went to the kitchen to boil some hot water for himself...

At this moment, Li Xiaoyu felt a little complicated.

What’s complicated for her is that she and Gu Fei are in a life-and-death relationship, and they should be calculating against each other.

But...

After a few seconds of silence, she coughed and then thanked him: "Thank you."

Gu Fei didn't like to owe favors to others. Even though Li Xiaoyu was sent by the old man, he had heard all the kindness she had shown him these days.

Killing her and not owing her a favor are two different things.

"Tomorrow morning, find a loquat tree, pick a few leaves and boil them in water to drink. It's good for your throat."

Seeing the softly speaking man limping to the bedside and sitting down, Li Xiaoyu felt puzzled. After thinking about it, he decided to ask.

"You're not... going to kill me? Why did you tell me?"

Gu Fei waited for her to finish drinking and put the bowl back in the kitchen, so she didn't rush to go to bed to rest.

Hearing the sound, he tilted his head to look at her, his willow-leaf eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a small canine tooth, and calmly asked eight words: "What does it have to do with me killing you?"

With his little fangs exposed and his fair skin, he had a strange beauty at night.

Li Xiaoyu just felt a chill all over his body.

The way he looked at Gu Fei was like he was looking at a psychopath.

What kind of rational madness is this?

She shuddered and tried to squeeze out some tears to save her life, but her eyes were sore from blinking, and she couldn't squeeze out even a single tear.

He took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, then drank half a bowl of warm water.

After drinking the water, her throat felt much better. She prepared to get out of bed and put the bowl on the table in the main room.

Just as his feet reached his shoes, Gu Fei stretched out his hand, "Give me the bowl."

"I'll take it out myself," Li Xiaoyu said in a hoarse voice, knowing that he didn't go to bed but was going to put the bowl away.

"Give it to me," the man said in a gentle but unyielding voice, "It's windy outside. If you catch a cold, do you expect a blind man like me to take care of you?"

This question stumped Li Xiaoyu.

She pursed her lips and only dared to criticize the man's sarcasm in her heart.

What conditions are there? They want two patients in one family.

I put the bowl in his left hand and told him, "Then go slowly."

Watching Gu Fei take the bowl and leave, the parrot followed him out. It was like a talking guide dog, reminding Gu Fei to pay attention to everything under his feet.

Its warm heart was met with a cold response from Gu Fei: "Shut up."

In an instant, the chattering sound disappeared, leaving only the whistling wind and the man's irregular footsteps.

After Gu Fei came back, Li Xiaoyu turned off the oil lamp and went to bed.

The next day, because of a sore throat, she slept in bed a little longer.

Rubbing his eyes, he walked out of the room and saw a bowl of water on the table in the main room. Gu Fei didn't have a main room, and the idiot wasn't here either.

I walked closer, picked up the bowl and smelled it, and smelled the scent of loquat leaves.

She lowered her eyes slightly. He picked it himself and boiled it?

Almost every village here has many loquat and plum trees planted. With the bird to guide him, it is not a problem for him to pick them and bring them back.

After drinking the water, she walked out of the main room.

Seeing smoke coming out of the chimney and just about to walk to the kitchen, I heard Li Wu's voice cursing outside.

"Gu, look at your frail and disabled appearance, and you're still picking loquat leaves. You're picking with a hammer. I'm so angry when I see you, I'm going to beat you to death today."

Li Xiaoyu frowned and walked out immediately.

As soon as the door opened, she saw Li Wu waving his fist and about to attack Gu Fei, and Wang Guihua held his arm tightly.

She pleaded earnestly, "Her father, he is your son-in-law after all, you can't hit him."