The Young Master’s Bride

Gu Jue and Feng Xi slept on the floor. From their posture, it can be seen that they were thrown on the floor.

Looking back at the flames that followed behind him, Chu Baiqing was a little bit dumbfounded.

"Mr. said, it would be nice to get it, just let them sleep like this!"

Flame smiled and replied. In fact, he wanted to turn them over, but the husband didn't allow it.

Seeing that Sir Alex and Master Feng were drunk and threw Chu Shao himself in the hospital, he was so annoyed that he wanted to throw them both on the road. How could he care where they slept and what posture they used to sleep.

After all, I feel sorry for Gu Jue. If he wakes up, it will not just be the same as before, shouting that his back hurts.

If you fall asleep like this, your whole body will definitely hurt.

"Flame, let's get them to bed! This will catch a cold, and my whole body hurts when I wake up."

Chu Baiqing watched Gu Jue lying on the floor, without the domineering Sir Alex, sleeping like a child...

"I will come! Young Master Chu is still a patient."

How could the flame let Chu Baiqing do something, bend down and drag Feng Xi up first, and put it on the bed.

In fact, he can directly hug him up, but he finds that posture too awkward.

"Shi Nian, Shi Nian..." Feng Xi still called Shi Nian's name in a daze.

It’s just that both Chu Baiqing and Huoyan have become "ten years"

Gu Jue was much taller and stronger than Feng Xi, so it was more difficult for Flame to get him.

People who are drunk are different in normal times, and their bodies will be more heavy.

Chu Baiqing stepped forward to help.

It's much easier to help raise Gu Jue's legs.

When he got on the bed, he probably made it uncomfortable, and Gu Jue's body moved randomly.

Huo Yan and Chu Baiqing were unprepared, and Chu Baiqing was leaning against the bed. After such a struggle, Gu Jue turned over and smashed him on the bed...

Chu Baiqing suddenly felt tight and painful in his chest, which was slammed on him abruptly, not pressed...

Gu Jue's head rested heavily on Chu Baiqing's neck, and he murmured, "It's not...brother, I like...like..."

The tone was very light, and the words she said carried a hot breath, causing Chu Baiqing to tremble slightly.

It's just that Gu Jue's words were vague, and the alcohol was so strong that Chu Baiqing didn't hear clearly what he was talking about.

He was almost out of breath under pressure, and he couldn't push.

Flame also forgot to pull Gu Jue up for a while, because he felt that the afterglow of the sunset was hitting Lord Ferguson and Chu Shao. The picture was really beautiful...

"Flame, help, he is too heavy!"

Chu Baiqing had no choice but to speak, his body really couldn't resist pressure.

But Chu Baiqing didn't expect to be suppressed for a lifetime by Gu Jue.

After that, every time the two got close, every time Chu Baiqing complained to Gu Jue that he was too heavy to breathe, he would be turned over.

Such a posture made him even more embarrassed...

Flame turned Gu Jue over from Chu Baiqing. He was lying heavily on the bed, still muttering to himself, he liked to say every sentence, but no one heard clearly.

After Chu Baiqing stayed in the hospital for three days, he ignored everyone's opposition and was forcibly discharged.

In the hospital, Gu Jue was always taking care of him. The eldest brother meant that he was hospitalized, so he must be taken care of.

Chu Baiqing left the hospital and went home, and Gu Jue naturally followed.

However, when he returned home, Gu Jue became irritable again.