Spoiled stand-in escapes

Wen Jian was disheveled and looked at him with those intact red eyes. Gu Ciyuan lay still on his neck, and slowly restrained his pheromone, but his hands moved like a child. He tugged at the hem of his clothes and refused to let go.

But he didn't dare to press him down, this posture is actually very tiring.

"Ciyuan..."

"Ah."

Gu Ciyuan responded to him. He was so forceful and unreasonable just now that Alpha, who ignored everything, only agreed. This word was full of grievances. It seemed that Wen Jian had bullied him too much. It was so hard to hold back the tears that people wanted to cry.

Hot tears fell down, Wen Jian held the head in her arms, and tightened slightly.

"When can I start my rehabilitation? I want to hire the best doctor and spend the most money on treatment. You also have to find me the best doctor for scar treatment, or a plastic surgeon who is always ready, so I won't get divorced."

Gu Ciyuan endured the grievance for a long time, and collapsed in an instant, "I listen to you. If you dare to ask for divorce again, I will... just... tie you up."

Wen Jian's tears fell onto his head, and the person lying on the hospital bed took a deep breath, tried hard to control himself from collapsing, and forced out an impatient tone: "Got it, I'm not full yet , I still have to eat."

Gu Ciyuan jumped up from Wen Jian's neck like a dog, "Then I'll feed you."

"and many more!"

The person who brought the lunch box was suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" He blinked his eyes twice in confusion.

Wen Jian's ears were slightly red, "You... I'll pull up my pants first."

Mr. Gu, who was aggressively playing hooligans just now, knows how shy he is now.

With an impeccable face glowing with a peachy color, he gently helped his lover put on the underpants, then put on the pants, picked up the quilt that was abandoned on the ground, patted it clean, and covered Wen Jian again. alright.

"Also, don't release pheromones to suppress me in the future!"

Gu Ciyuan smiled dotingly: "I know~ little ancestor."

As he spoke, he picked up his rice bowl again, but Wen Jian still didn't open his mouth.

"You, you go and wash your hands."

Gu Ciyuan was stunned for a moment, thinking about what he had done with his own hands just now, he couldn't help but turned around and went into the bathroom.

The sky outside the window was gradually getting dark, but it was rare clear. The moon and stars shone faintly in the dark sky, which made people feel very comfortable.

......

After all, Wen Jian was young, and Gu Ciyuan could afford the best doctor. Although his left leg was seriously injured, it was not impossible to treat it.

The mood of the injured is often very important. If a person is determined to think that there is no hope, it is a terrible thing. On the other hand, if there is a goal in life and the motivation to work hard for it, no matter how big it is, it is not a big deal.

Gu Ciyuan changed houses, just as Wen Jian was about to be a sophomore and would no longer need to live in a dormitory.

He bought a villa at a compromise between the company and the school.

I also got some fitness equipment and rehabilitation equipment at home.

When he was recovering with Wen Jian, he was not idle, and it was interesting for the two of them to talk and laugh together.

In just one month, Wen Jian was able to walk on the horizontal bar. According to experts, there was hope.

Gu Ciyuan has also made considerable progress during this period.

It was specifically reflected in the fact that when he was putting on his shirt one morning, the sleeves were a little tight. At first he didn't pay attention to it, until he picked up a box of seasonal clothes and planned to put them in the cloakroom, and there was a sound of fabric tearing in the quiet room.

Wen Jian was sitting in a wheelchair reading a book at the time, when she heard the sound, she instinctively raised her head, and her two eyes immediately focused on the white shirt whose biceps were bulging.

Gu Ciyuan is not a muscular guy. His elegant face and well-proportioned slightly muscular figure are already very suitable. His strong limbs and simple mind are really not his style.

But these days, it is inconvenient to hold Wen Jian, and he has hugged his daughter-in-law too much.

Although Wen Jian was thin, he was a 1.7-meter-eight man, with a weight of more than 100 catties.

Gu Ciyuan moved more than 100 kilograms every day, and it was difficult not to train excellent biceps.

The two arms that were originally suitable for the body suddenly turned into "unicorn arms", which is very different from the whole.

The scene at that time was a little awkward, there was a pause for a few seconds, and Wen Jian's barbell-like laughter erupted in the room.

A certain person blushed furiously and couldn't keep her baby's mouth shut, so she could only angrily decide to make some improvements.

In the gym, Wen Jian was tired from walking, and while sitting and resting, Gu Ciyuan was still doing strength training, and after the strength training, he ran on the treadmill.

The light gray sweatshirt that was wet with sweat clings to his body, outlining his clear figure.

While drinking water, Wen Jian salivated at someone who was moving.

He didn't realize that he had a muscle preference at first, why now his eyes always want to take close-ups of Gu Ciyuan's chest muscles, abdominal muscles, biceps, and back muscles?

Tsk~ My husband is so sexy!

If I replace this light gray sportswear with a thin transparent white shirt, and the pants on the lower body with...forget it, I can’t think of anything to replace it with, just don’t wear it, the shirt should be bigger, It's good to cover the glutes, and then sweat a little, uh...

Gu Ciyuan exercised for most of the day, while Wen Jian sat on the side and rested for most of the day. He was never lazy, and after resting for a while, he hadn't come back to continue his rehabilitation. Gu Ciyuan couldn't help but look over at him.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but when I turned my face, I saw my child staring at him obsessively, his face was... flushing?

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, so it wasn't very hot, not to mention that he just sat and didn't move, why did he blush like that?

Gu Ciyuan got off the treadmill, picked up the dumbbells, walked over to practice his arms, and touched Wen Jian's forehead with his other empty hand, it wasn't hot.

"What's the matter, your face is so red, are you uncomfortable?"

Wen Jian quickly stretched out both hands, buried her face in her palms, and shook her head like a rattle, "No, no~"

There was a little gap between the fingers, and through the gap, the little hooligan was seeing the biceps that stretched and bent, stretched and bent, and bulging.

"What happened?" Gu Ciyuan was a little worried.

Wen Jian, who was trying to maintain calm but screamed crazily in her heart, slammed her face into Gu Ciyuan's firm abdominal muscles, stretched out her arms and hugged her husband's narrow waist, ah!satisfy!

Wen Jian was really abnormal, Gu Ciyuan asked with more concern: "Tell me if you feel uncomfortable, you can't keep me from knowing."

Wen·rogue·Jian, who was buried in his abdominal muscles and ate tofu, snorted, "Maybe it's about to go into estrus."

Gu Ciyuan frowned, "No, it's half a month before your estrus period?"