Quickly wear the water of trouble: after being cheated on, the yandere male protagonist turned evil

Chapter 304 The chancellor's little Jiaojiao is a black lotus (87)

Gu Mo waited all night but did not wait for Bai Wu.

The pain in the wound was so tight, coupled with the effect of the medicine, he finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

The next morning still did not see Bai Wu, Gu Mo was so bored that he simply got out of bed and started strolling in the yard.

Bai Wu's residence is also quiet.

The courtyard is deep, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

But he hadn't been around for long, Ruo'er urged him to go in to take medicine, and forbade him to go out to have a haircut.

Helpless, Gu Mo had no choice but to sit in the study, leaning against the hollowed-out round window to read a collection of poems.

Seeing Xing's head, Bai Wu opened the door and came in, looking at him with a smile: "I guessed that you are here."

Then he glanced at the book in his hand again, and the smile in his eyes became even bigger: "It happens that you are reading poetry, so please write two poems for my newly made fan."

Bai Wu walked over and handed the round fan in front of him.

The fan seemed to be newly made, with peach blossoms carved on the white jade fan bones, but the fan surface was bare and white.

"You didn't work all night just for this fan, did you?" Gu Mo put down his book and asked.

Bai Wu sat opposite him, looked at him with one hand on her chin: "What else? It's been warm recently, I thought about making a fan to cool off."

A fan needs to cost her so much thought?
Gu Mo picked up the dough fan suspiciously.

The sun shines on the fan through the window, unexpectedly refracting a pale pink light.

Gu Mo stretched out his hand to touch the fan, and found that the material was smooth and cool, neither like silk nor tissue paper, but a bit like animal skin.

No wonder she had a busy night.

It seems that this fan has a lot of background.

Gu Mo put down the round fan, picked up the Langhao brush beside him: "What poem do you want to write?"

Bai Wu muttered, her eyes fell on the peach trees in the courtyard outside the empty window.

She gently folded off a petal and placed it on the bare fan.

Seemingly satisfied with this, Bai Wu said with a crooked smile, "Let's just say 'the human face doesn't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze'."

This poem was originally a poem lamenting the passage of time and changing circumstances, but it was also suitable for the occasion, but somehow, Gu Mo heard a different meaning from Bai Wu's mouth.

Probably because he was seriously injured, so I thought a little too much.

The spring breeze is blowing, and the flowers are falling.

When Gu Mo writes a poem, his mood is never before peaceful.

Probably because Bai Wu was sitting opposite.

If possible, he would rather the time stand still here, the mountains and rivers stay, and all things stop.

What about her?
Did she think so too?

...

After half a stick of incense, Gu Mo put away his pen and handed the result to Bai Wu.

Bai Wu looked at the dough fan, and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, it's indeed Mr. Gu's handwriting, and it's worth a thousand gold. These words are enough to pay for your medicine money these days."

Gu Mo: "..."

"I didn't realize you love money so much before?" he joked.

Bai Wu snorted: "When you go through life and death one day, you will understand that except money, everything else is just passing by. Only money can bring you a sense of security."

Gu Mo smiled without saying a word.

The thing that is willing to cherish after life and death should be the long spring and the beauty right now.

What are money and power?
"Hey, I think you can go to the ground now, so when do you plan to return to your prime minister's residence?" Bai Wu said bluntly.

Gu Mo coughed a few times against the wind: "Suddenly, the wound seems to be hurting again."

Bai Wu: "..."

"You don't want to stay at my house, do you?"

Gu Mo sighed: "Miss Bai is beautiful and kind-hearted, she definitely can't bear to see her lower body seriously injured and alone."

Bai Wu:?
Why didn't she find this fellow so thick-skinned before?
Bai Wu raised her lips with a cheeky smile, and stretched out a hand to him: "You can live here if you want, just pay me. I'm not a beautiful and kind woman. On the contrary, I have a lot of bad water in my stomach." Well, you are still a profiteer, for your poor sake, you can just pay 20 taels of silver a day."

Gu Mo: "..."

He was silent for a while, then stood up while leaning on the table.

Bai Wu thought he was going to take out the money bag, but unexpectedly saw him bend down and press a kiss on her palm.

The tingling sensation spread from the lines of her palms to the tips of her hair.

Gu Mo squeezed her hand and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, all my private money has been donated to Shuzhong. I really don't have any money. I wonder if I can use this to offset it?"

Bai Wu:!
Foul foul!

She hurriedly pulled out her hand, and stomped her feet with a blushing face: "It's a good idea, it's not worth 20 taels!"

Gu Mo, you poor man!

But in the next second, she was embraced by Gu Mo, and before he could react, his lips fell down.

The waist was tightly held by Gu Mo, and Bai Wu couldn't struggle at all.

But she didn't want to struggle in the first place, and after successfully hooking her lips, she hugged Gu Mo's neck and immersed herself in this long kiss.

Don't say anything else.

The prime minister's mouth is really kissable.

There is a plate of memorials in Tsing Yi outside the door: ...

It's dark.

What did he hear?
When did his family become so brazen? !
Seeing the commotion inside getting louder and louder, Tsing Yi couldn't listen anymore, and left silently with a shameful face.

It seems that adults should not want to read the memorial in the near future.

He'd better send them back.

...

...

Ever since, Gu Mo stayed here "naturally".

Bai Wu originally wanted to drive him away as soon as he recovered from his injuries.

But after half a month, the arrow wound on his body not only didn't heal, even the slightest scab didn't heal.

Not only Bai Wu, but even Zhao Ziqing, who often visited her house, couldn't take it anymore.

She knocked on the table in front of Gu Mo who was eating slowly, and said impatiently: "So how long are you going to stay here? Is it reasonable for a big man to live in a girl's house?!"

Zhao Xuanlang on the side wanted to defend Gu Mo, but he closed his mouth when he heard the second half of the sentence.

Chao Yan is still recuperating at his residence.

It is better for him not to attract firepower.

Gu Mo disagreed: "I am a patient."

Zhao Ziqing was speechless.

After holding back for a while and feeling unwilling, she continued: "Then aren't you afraid that someone will send another assassin? Are you not afraid of implicating Bai Wu?"

Gu Mo put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked directly at Zhao Ziqing's questioning eyes: "Those people also wanted to kill Bai Wu that night, so it can be seen that we are both being targeted. Wouldn't it be more dangerous if we separated?"

Zhao Ziqing: "..."

She knew the truth of this guy's full stomach.

He didn't want to recuperate here because of his serious injury.

It's clearly to show pity and gain sympathy, so as to gain Bai Wu's sympathy.

But Bai Wu, a silly girl, is not on the right track.

Zhao Ziqing glanced at Bai Wu angrily.

Bai Wu, who was eating a chicken leg:?
Why do you feel that Qingqing looks at her like she is looking at a fool?

She's not stupid.

Keeping such a stunning man at home can make money in the name of taking care of the injured.

She doesn't suffer at all, okay?

Moreover.

If he left early in the morning.

Her next plan was in vain.

Su Zhixi's revenge is not over yet.

(End of this chapter)