The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

For the next few days, Gu Jiao did not go out again, and stayed at home with Xiao Liulang to learn to write and accompany Xiao Liulang to recover.

Xiao Liulang didn't seem to care about whether he could stand up again. Gu Jiao had discovered this before the operation, and he didn't know what he had experienced. His heart was ashes, and he had absolutely no love and enthusiasm for life.

Feng Lin was worried that he would have an accident during the operation, but he agreed without a word.

But Gu Jiao will not let him die, nor will he be disabled.

"It's time to exercise." After finishing the house, Gu Jiao came to Xiao Liulang's house.

She doesn't take herself as an outsider anymore, and doesn't even knock on the door when she comes in.

Xiao Liulang's face instantly turned ugly.

Not because she didn't knock on the door when she came in, but because he didn't want to exercise.

Gu Jiao guessed that this would be his reaction. She didn't give him a chance to refuse at all. She walked over and dragged him from the chair. Not only did she enter his room casually, but she also pulled and pulled at every turn. It was really unacceptable. Dear!

Xiao Liulang frowned slightly, but he was still dragged out of the room because he couldn't do it with one foot.

"Crutches." Xiao Liulang said.

Gu Jiao raised her eyebrows: "From today onwards, there will be no crutches."

Xiao Liulang glanced at her and said lightly, "I can't walk without a cane."

Gu Jiao put her hands on her chest, and said with all kinds of style: "If you can't walk, I'll help you, I'm your crutch!"

Don't think she didn't see it, he didn't rehab well every time he used the crutches, put all his weight on the crutches, and didn't get any exercise for his right foot at all.

Xiao Liulang frowned.

Gu Jiao smiled: "If you want a cane, go back to the house by yourself."

I have no strength in my right foot, what should I do? Can only jump back.

Thinking of how he was jumping and jumping, Xiao Liulang decisively gave up!

The signs of Xiao Liulang's use of crutches to be lazy was killed by Gu Jiao.

He could put his weight on the crutches with peace of mind, but he couldn't put his weight on Gu Jiao's soft little body, because—

"Sir,

You don't keep pressing me, you have to learn to use your own strength. "

"That's right, that's it!"

"Just use your own strength! I'm going to be crushed by you!"

"How can you expect all this from a woman like me?!"

Xiao Liulang gritted his teeth: "...borrow, borrow a force!"

It made you talk into a mess, can you keep your mouth shut? !

Xiao Liulang was forced to walk in earnest. Usually, he would not catch his breath when he went back and forth more than a dozen times. Piansheng Gu Jiao also stipulated that the number of steps per day should not be less than 100.

After one hundred walks, Xiao Liulang was soaked all over.

Gu Jiao took the veil to wipe the sweat for him: "Xiang Gong, do you feel sore all over, like being run over by a big carriage? You are so tired that you can't move, you can't lift your fingers, and your legs keep shaking..."

Xiao Liulang: "..."

Xiao Liulang finally ended his torture today, and it was his turn to torture Gu Jiao.

"Have you practiced your calligraphy today?" he asked seriously.

Gu Jiao, who had been gloating a second before, suddenly froze.

Xiao Liulang found a little pleasure of revenge, squinted his eyes and said: "You let me walk that way every day, but you don't practice a word yourself. Counting yesterday's, you haven't written a hundred words."

Gu Jiao scratched her little head irritably!

She hates writing with calligraphy! Especially the Zhaoguo characters with so many strokes!

Xiao Liulang snorted and said, "If you don't write today, you will have to write two hundred copies tomorrow."

Gu Jiao put down the pen with a snap: "Then you will walk two hundred steps tomorrow!"

Xiao Liulang: "I'm not leaving."

Gu Jiao: "Then I won't write it!"

Xiao Liulang: "As you like."

Gu Jiao: "..."

It doesn't matter if she writes or not, but he must be rehabilitated, otherwise he will be a little lame all his life.

Xiao Liulang didn't care whether he was lame or not, he glanced at Gu Jiao lightly, and returned to the house with a triumphant expression.

Xiao Liulang actually saw that Gu Jiao didn't like writing anymore. At first, he was curious that the words on the prescription might just be a whim, but he retreated when he tasted the boringness of practicing calligraphy.

He was certain that Gu Jiao would not write.

Unexpectedly, the next day, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a little man sitting cross-legged on his bed, with his arms folded over his chest, puffed up like a irritable little wild cat, with two huge dark circles under his eyes. He had a terrifying death stare.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Liulang looked at her in astonishment. He didn't know how long she had been here. Did he just stare at him to sleep?

Gu Jiao snorted coldly, then took out a thick stack of practiced characters, and threw it in front of him majestic and domineering: "Man! This is the character you want!"

Xiao Liulang looked at the words, looked at the dark circles under her eyes, and frowned, "You're not going to stay up all night, writing this, right?"

How many words are there? She's not crazy!

Gu Jiao was like a little beast that finally showed its fangs: "A thousand words! Walk me a thousand steps today!"

Xiao Liulang: "..."

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The days of the Gu family's chickens and dogs began. In addition to eating melon seeds, eating sweets, and teasing Xue Ningxiang's son, the old lady's daily fun was to watch them torture each other, hate each other and kill each other.

"Jiaojiao, Liu Lang took one less step!" The old lady didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun.

Gu Jiao rushed out of the stove with a kitchen knife.

Seeing Gu Jiao, who was enough to chop a cow to death with a kitchen knife, Xiao Liulang looked sad!

That shy little girl who bowed her head in the snow and waited for him to put on a cape for her, after all, he was the one who missed...

In the blink of an eye, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month was over, and Tianxiang Academy also opened.

Xiao Liulang got up early and packed his bags.

After such a long time, the dormitory of the academy should be repaired, and when he lives in the dormitory, he will no longer be forced to walk.

When he packed up, Gu Jiao didn't say a word.

Gu Jiao took him to Uncle Luo's carriage as usual, and handed him the crutches. When he left, he seemed to think of something suddenly, and smiled and said to him, "Ah, yes, I've been so busy recently, I almost forgot something. Say it. It's not convenient for you to practice walking in the academy. I said hello to the dean when I visited the dean last time. You don't have to live in the academy for the past few months until you... recover."

Xiao Liulang: A bolt from the blue! ! !

Not long after Gu Jiao left, Gu Xiaoshun came.

Gu Xiaoshun sat down next to Xiao Liulang: "Brother-in-law, what are you doing with your luggage?" He only brought a book bag.

Xiao Liulang couldn't say that I was put together by your sister, and asked instead, "You don't live in the academy?"

Gu Xiaoshun said: "My brother-in-law can't live, of course I can't live either! I'll accompany you! If something happens on the way, I can take care of you."

After all, he is also the No. 1 village tyrant in Shili Baxiang, protecting his brother-in-law, all right!

Xiao Liulang held back his anger: "Didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Sister won't let me tell you, she said she wants to give you a surprise!" Gu Xiaoshun spread his hands and said with a smile, "How about brother-in-law, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Xiao Liulang's teeth rattled, Gu, Jiao!

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