Today Should Be Preferred

Before getting married, she had also helped him to deal with his wounds so seriously, but she was still inexperienced, so she lowered her head and rummaged through the medicine box to find medicine.

She stood, he sat, squeezed her waist lightly with his hand, and said with a smile:

"When you find it, my wounds will be healed."

"Don't make trouble." He pinched her waist a little itchy, she ducked, and finally pulled out the iodophor and cotton swab, and turned around happily to let him sit down.

Gu Ruandong took advantage of the situation and hugged her on his lap, and said a little bit badly, "This way."

Lu Yaoyao blushed: "Keep your mouth shut and take the medicine."

"Kiss before you take the medicine, otherwise you won't be able to kiss after taking the medicine." She raised her chin with one hand and kissed her face with the other.

Lu Yaoyao really didn't do it on purpose. He accidentally touched the wound on the corner of his lips with his teeth. It didn't hurt at first. When she touched it like this, it was sharply stinging, and he let go of her with a snort.

Lu Yaoyao smiled: "So, don't fight, or you won't be able to kiss. It's a pity."

She spoke seriously, and lowered her head and dipped the iodine on a cotton swab.

"Look up," she ordered.

Gu Ruandong raised his head obediently.

It was still her who was higher than the other. He looked up like this and saw her dark eyes looking at his wound seriously. The movements of his hands were also very light, while applying and blowing lightly.

That serious expression and careful movements, like how precious a person he is, because he is loved, he is precious.

He was a little moved, he stretched out his hand to embrace the back of her head, and rubbed her face against his own, with a soft touch like his heart at the moment. Simple skin-to-skin contact is enough.

"It doesn't hurt?" she asked.

"It doesn't hurt." He shook his head.

Lu Yaoyao put down the iodophor in his hands, wrapped his hands around his neck, his face still pressed against his face, and when he spoke, the breath floated on his lips, with a sweet fragrance.

"Gu Ruandong."

"Ok?"

"Promise me, don't do it with others easily in the future. You know, it hurts you and hurts my heart." She was rarely serious and serious.

"Okay." Gu Ruandong's eyes suddenly heated up, no matter how many unknown dark moments he has experienced outside, but by her side, her light can drive away all the darkness.

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Several people headed by Bao Sang went up the mountain very early to pay homage to Uncle Bao. In the early morning, the cemetery on the mountain was quiet and quiet, only occasionally a few birds flew up from the dwarf woods, breaking the tranquility.

The group of people were all in black suits and trousers, standing solemnly side by side behind Baosang. Baosang was wearing very thin, black V-neck shirt and black skinny jeans, both feminine and handsome. Holding a bunch of white flowers, he stood silently in front of Uncle Bao's cemetery, his eyes were a little wet, but he never shed a single tear.

This cemetery occupies the highest position in the cemetery. It is built like a small palace, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

A few people behind them placed the flowers and wine they brought in front of the cemetery, poured wine on the ground one by one, and respected Uncle Bao.

"Uncle Bao, Bao Sang is out now, you can rest in peace."

"You can rest assured that we will do everything we can to help her restore the scenery of Bao's family back then."

It's funny to say, no matter how vicious and wicked these people are externally, but internally they are all righteous and sincere.

Baosang took two steps forward, bent down and placed the bunch of flowers in his hand at the very center of the tombstone, got up slowly, and glanced behind at them standing side by side.

A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, that man really didn't come.

Bao's family had a great reputation on the road back then, and it didn't gradually decline until she was imprisoned, but the thin and dead camel was bigger than the horse, and all the properties under the Bao family's name were only trusted by his father, and the only one who would entrust it to Gu Ruandong.

If he wants to take the right path, he must first ask her if she agrees!

At this time, the sun has fully risen from the east, and the sun shines particularly brightly on this cemetery. After several people worshipped, they said:

"Come on, Baosang."

Baosang didn't move: "You go back first, I'll accompany my dad more, and tell Gu Ruandong, let him come here, I have something to tell him."

"This..." Dajin and Dafang were a little hesitant. If Young Master Gu was willing to come or listen to them, he would have come just now.

They respect or cherish Baosang, but they are more afraid of Gu Ruandong.

Baosang turned back: "I'll wait until he comes, or if he doesn't mind, I can go to the Gu family to find him, or see his little wife again."

Chen Xinmin pinched a cold sweat: "Auntie, you really don't want to provoke that eldest lady. I promise, I will bring Young Master Gu to you today."

Chen Xinmin was the first to follow Gu Ruandong among this group of people, and he knew him best. He knew that his harsh words last night were not meant to scare people, he was a man of his word.

Baosang said, "Okay, I just want to have a good chat with him."

Everyone left the cemetery, leaving her alone.

A day passed, the sun had set, and the entire cemetery was shrouded in darkness. Gu Ruandong's figure appeared in the cemetery. From a small black spot in the distance, the outline gradually became clear and stood in front of the tombstone.

Still looking at Bao Sang sternly, he toasted Uncle Bao and poured three glasses on the ground.

Baosang looked at him from behind, his slender black body almost melted into the twilight, only the bare, bone-knotted hand holding the wine glass was particularly dazzling, and even moved people's hearts.

After he finished toasting, he turned around to look at her, and said in a light tone, "What are you looking for?"

Can't see anger.

Baosang was also black, and his skin was also very white. In the twilight, his face stood out.

She smiled: "Gu Ruandong, you don't seem to welcome me out of prison, let me guess the reason."

Gu Ruandong looked at her coldly, waiting for her to write.

"I guess the first reason is that I disturbed your petite wife? Miss Lu family, right? Are you really affectionate, or have other plans? However, no matter what your purpose is, you are trapped in yourself. In a passive situation, people can easily catch your weakness, and we are most afraid of being caught on the weak side, and you should know why I am in prison."

"The second reason, I guess you are afraid of seeing me because of your guilty conscience, otherwise you don't have to hide the news of my father's death. Why? In front of my father today, tell me what you are afraid of. The estate that my father left me? Or are you afraid that what happened back then will be exposed?"

Baosang was a little emotional, and she never regretted the days and nights inside.

Gu Ruandong was the person she trusted and relied on the most. She thought he would be the happiest person when she was released from prison. As a result, the gift he gave her was a warning.

Gu Ruandong bent down and poured her a glass of wine, his tone finally warmed:

"I will keep the property that Uncle Bao left for you. You can leave at any time, but Baosang, I don't want you to go in again."