Guo Xun looks at Fenghua again

Shaking his head lightly, Xun Yu undressed Guo Jia.He was so absorbed in his work a few days ago that he seemed to have neglected Guo Jia. Seeing his frail body and haggard eyes, Xun Yu felt distressed for a while.

As if stimulated by the cold air, Guo Jia shrank her body, making her look even thinner and pitiful.Xun Yu sighed helplessly. He wanted him to adjust his breathing, but he was grabbed by his wrist and brought to the couch, so he could only half lie next to him, trying to pull his hand out.

"Wen Ruo...how can you bear to let Jia wait for you...so long..."

Hearing what Guo Jia said, Xun Yu stopped his movements.Did he really make Guo Jia wait for many years?In other words, it was my own debt to him.

"Yu is here... Yu will not let Feng Xiao... leave Yu again."

Saying this, he suddenly felt real, heart-piercing pain and heat.

It was necessary to force it down, but it felt menacing, and Xun Yu had no defense at all.He looked at Guo Jia who was holding him tightly for a while, and the fire in his heart became even more intense.

Xun Wenruo, you can't hurt him anymore!

Thinking of this, Xun Yu pulled out his hand and almost ran away.

"Wen Ruo... Jia really hates you!"

Xun Yu trembled, watching Guo Jia push away the quilt and get up, the anger in the corners of his eyes and brows was like fire, almost melting him.His body was exposed, and the weather was still a bit chilly. Standing there, Xun Yu could hardly think about it, so he went over to cover him with a quilt and helped him to lie down.

"Wen Ruo, Jia waited so hard for you, Jia didn't want to wait for you anymore, didn't want to wait for you!"

"Feng Xiao...you're drunk..." Xun Yu was almost cornered, but when he saw Guo Jiaqing's tears falling, he reflexively walked over and hugged him in his arms, wiping the sticky eyes from his eyes little by little. Tears, and then put him back on the couch, but never got up again.

The scorching heat on his body seemed to have affected Guo Jia as well, he opened his eyes that were still full of tears, and looked straight into Xun Yu's heart.Xun Yu had never seen that kind of look in Guo Jia's eyes.

Is it cold?Xun Yu asked himself, then shook his head and put his hand on Guo Jia's eyelids: "Feng Xiao, don't look at Yu like that." However, he was not ready to accept this strange him.

"Xun Wenruo, come...to detoxify."

The snow lotus fairy on the roof almost fell down.She tried her best to stabilize her body, said to herself that this Guo Jia was really scary, and suddenly remembered Liu Ye's words that day.

"It's not just that he was poisoned, Ye is also the same. The antidote...is in the hands of the Prime Minister."

"Feng Xiao, what did you say?" Xun Yu was very surprised when he was pointed out about this kind of thing—it was still in front of his true love!He suddenly felt ashamed, "Feng Xiao... how do you know Yu..."

"Because Wen Ruo has never been absent from work." Guo Jia still looked lazy, looking at Xun Yu casually.

"Forget it, I really can't hide it from you, I can't hide anything from you." Xun Yu gradually calmed down while talking.

"Then... Wen Ruo, you, a gentleman like Yu, can you give Jia Yi all the frankness? Jia Yi is in Ruo, and Wen Ruo..."

"When did it start? I remember Feng Xiaoming..."

He is the one who gave his whole life to the prime minister.

"Xun Wenruo, are you just swallowing your breath and hoping that he will squeeze your labor and sleep with your people? Jia doesn't like cowards! It doesn't matter if you are Xun Wenruo or not!" Guo Jia was halfway through his sentence, coughing so hard that he could hardly control himself.

"Feng Xiao...don't say any more!" Xun Yu's voice was extremely hoarse, and he took a handkerchief to wipe away the redness from the corners of Guo Jia's lips.

With trembling fingers, Guo Jia untied Xun Yu's belt, the flames in his eyes had been extinguished long ago.

Xun Yu seemed to hear him crying in a low voice, saying that it was good intentions.