Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

Chapter 493 Vegetative Boss X Wedding Squirrel 10

With extremely heavy hearts, everyone slowly set out on the journey home.

They knew very well that they must not let the two elderly people in the family - Mrs. Tao and Mr. Tao - worry, so they suppressed their inner grief, tried hard to force a smile, and tried to create a cheerful atmosphere.

The eldest grandson Tao Yuan finally recovered and was discharged from the hospital, and Grandma Tao and Grandpa Tao were very happy.

Old Mrs. Tao smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into slits and the corners of her mouth almost stretched to her ears. She held Song Guo's hand tightly and kept praising him, "Xiaoguo, it's all thanks to you this time! If it weren't for you taking good care of our Yuan'er, how could he have recovered so quickly? You are the great hero of our family!" As she spoke, she took out a treasure that she had treasured for many years from her arms and forced it into Song Guo's hand.

Seeing this, Song Guo quickly declined, "Grandma, you are too polite! Taking care of Tao Yuan is what I should do. I really don't deserve this gift."

However, Mrs. Tao was determined. Yue Lan at the side also persuaded her with a smile: "Song Guo, this is a kind gift from your grandma, just accept it!" Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Song Guo had to accept this precious gift with a blushing face.

As night fell and after a sumptuous dinner, Tao Yuan went into the study with his father and grandfather, closed the door and began to discuss some important matters.

At this time, Song Guo was sitting alone in Tao Yuan's room quietly waiting for him to return. In fact, Song Guo sneaked into the room when no one was paying attention, because his room was next door.

The room was unusually quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of Song Guo gently turning pages of a book.

The soft warm yellow light shines through the delicate lampshade, evenly falling on every corner of the room like a layer of gauze, making the entire space exceptionally warm and peaceful.

Song Guo sat bored on the edge of the bed, holding a thick book in his hands, hoping to use it to kill the long time waiting for his lover to return.

The minute hand moved lazily as if under a spell, while the hour hand moved forward slowly like an elderly man.

Gradually, an irresistible drowsiness came over Song Guo like a surging tide. His eyelids began to droop uncontrollably, feeling as heavy as if they were weighed down with a thousand-pound weight.

At first, Song Guo tried hard to keep his spirits up and open his eyes to fight against the strong sleepiness, but he was ultimately defeated. Before long, his head slowly drooped like a ripe fruit.

Song Guo couldn't resist the overwhelming sleepiness, so he leaned his head against the headboard and fell into a sweet dream. At this moment, Song Guo's face looked particularly relaxed and calm, as if all his troubles had left him.

The long eyelashes quietly covered his fair cheeks like butterfly wings, trembling slightly with the even and gentle breathing, as if telling a beautiful dream.

Tao Yuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, returned to the room, opened the door, and saw Song Guo sleeping against the head of the bed.

Tao Yuan stared at Song Guo's peaceful sleeping face. The coldness that had always permeated his body suddenly melted away quietly as if it had encountered the warm spring sun.

Tao Yuan just looked at Song Guo quietly, without moving, and didn't even dare to get closer.

Although there was only a distance of more than ten centimeters between the two people, to Tao Yuan, it seemed as if there were thousands of mountains and rivers, and the ends of the earth, making them seem like they were in two completely different worlds.

Such a wonderful young man should not be dragged down by his disability.

"Well, A Yuan, you're back?!" Song Guo opened his eyes drowsily and vaguely saw the figure of his beloved slowly approaching.

Song Guo subconsciously stretched out his hand, rubbed his eyes gently, slowly stood up, and stretched lazily.

"I'll go get some hot water for you so I can help you apply the medicine later." Song Guo said as he turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Tao Yuan's cold and stiff voice came from behind: "Apply medicine? Is this really necessary?"

Hearing this, Song Guo stopped abruptly.

He turned around and looked at Tao Yuan's expressionless face. After a moment of silence, he said, "Nothing is absolute. How can you know the final result if you don't try it?"

After saying that, he bent his knees and half-knelt, carefully held Tao Yuan's cheek, stared into his eyes affectionately, and asked softly: "A Yuan, do you believe me? If I say I have a way to completely heal your legs, will you choose to trust me?"

Tao Yuan looked at Song Guo who was serious in front of him, his lips moved slightly, and he uttered two words: "Believe."

Although his lover responded in this way, Song Guo knew very well in his heart that he did not really believe what he said.

However, Song Guo did not expose him on the spot.

"Then if I say that I am actually a fairy, will you still believe me?!"

This time, Tao Yuan blurted out without hesitation: "Believe it!"

Because in his mind, Song Guo is a charming little fairy! Ever since the first time they met, Song Guo has easily captured his heart like a magician.

Now, his entire heart has been filled with Song Guo, and there is no room for anyone else or anything else.

Song Guo was stunned when she heard Tao Yuan's quick answer. Then she glared at him coquettishly and snorted, "Oh, so in your heart, I am a 'little goblin'!"

But on second thought, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this. After all, this fairy is not that fairy!

Thinking of this, Song Guo's ink-black eyes rolled around, her slender waist twisted slightly, and her little head shook elegantly, accompanied by a flash of strange light.

A big, fluffy, furry tail, like a blooming cloud, swayed lightly behind him.

A pair of cute pink squirrel ears can be vaguely seen through the soft fur. They are like a finely crafted work of art, perfectly inlaid on Song Guo's head.

Such a bizarre scene made even Tao Yuan, who always prided himself on being knowledgeable and having experienced countless storms, completely lose control of his expression.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was gaping, and his whole body seemed to be under a spell. He stood there in a daze, so frightened that he couldn't even make a sound.