Chapter 306 Is it possible that I still have to stand guard there?

  For two whole days, the sweat was thick and stuck to the body like muddy water, and the discomfort was extremely strong.

  Drowsy, eyelids drooping heavily, Gong Jiuhan still lifted the quilt, got up shaking and took a quick shower.

   Wrapped the chest cloth quickly and somewhat carelessly, and then put on a T-shirt.

  When she returned to the bed, she stared at the blood-stained bedding sheet, exhaled in her throat, bent over and tore off the sheet, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can.

  The room has been cleaned, the glass shards that were smashed to the ground have disappeared, and things have been placed neatly.

  When she lay down in a daze, her brows were still tightly furrowed.

   In a daze, she was still thinking about how to fool Jun Gu over the menstrual period.

   What's more, the foreign drugs have changed her body, and the appearance of menstrual periods is often irregular. Therefore, she never has too many sanitary napkins by her side.

  The only two were also used just now.

   Problems came one after another, and she slowly relaxed her tense nerves before falling into a deep sleep.

  On the other side, Qi Yan left her room, closed the door behind her, and knocked on Jun Gu's door.

  A deep and slow voice came through the door: "The door is not locked."

  When he entered, the man's lean waistline flashed before his eyes.

   Putting the medicine kit he was carrying on the table, he lowered his trouser legs, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea slowly.

  The room in the club is not too big, and the bed is separated from the sitting area outside, but from the door, you can see in through the huge square glass window in the compartment.

  He leaned against the sofa and looked up at the person who was coming out of it.

   Changed into a pure white sportswear, which suits the youth like jade and looks so embarrassing.

   "So fast," Jun Gu Manman walked over, looking down at him with loose and cool eyes: "Read seriously?"

   "Be reasonable," Qi Yan, who was being questioned, clicked his tongue: "It's just a needle, and the person fell asleep after the potion was hung up. Is it possible that I still have to play guard there?"

  He took a sip of hot tea: "I don't have that hobby of cosplay."

  People are asleep?

  Jun Gu, who was about to go out, stopped, took half a step back, walked over and bent over and sat down: "A needle? If I remember correctly, it should be more than that."

  Qi Yan moved his hand holding the teacup, raised his eyelids and looked at him: "What else?"

   There was a barely audible light breath from the nose and throat, Jun Gu didn't speak, and his eyes were slightly closed, and the splash was a little deep.

   Something flashed through my mind.

   Qi Yan later realized what he was referring to, put down the water glass and shook his head: "Don't worry, she's not hurt, she just looks scary."

   Specifically, he couldn't elaborate.

   You can't tell him directly, Gu Shen, you made a mistake, she is the aunt.

   Tsk, that scene was too beautiful.

  Hearing this, Jun Gu frowned a little.

  The bloodstains are indeed a little scary.

   "Have you seen it, how is the situation?"

  Hearing the words, Qi Yan's face straightened a little: "It's not optimistic."

In Jun Gu's dark eyes, Qi Yan closed his chin slightly, and said slowly: "Her mental state is worse than what I saw last time, in fact, you can feel that she is suppressing the restlessness in her body all the time. Like a tight Xuan, it will break if you don't pay attention."

   "Furthermore, she has some problems with her body function."

  He paused for a moment, and reworked the wording:

"The body's metabolism is disordered. The amount of medicine she usually takes is too large, which has caused her body to increase her resistance to the medicine. She usually looks the same as ordinary people. Well, in other words, there is indeed no difference. She can eat and eat. You can drink, you can fight, you can fight, but even if it’s just a small cold, it’s very likely that it will be like this time, and it’s as serious as a serious illness.”

   "If there are too many times, it will naturally collapse."

  Qi Yan's words shocked Jun Gu's heart.

   Not optimistic, the end of the battle.

  He knew that Gong Jiuhan had mental problems, but he never thought that it would be so serious.

  The night-like eyes were dimmed, and the eyelids moved slightly to remove the gloom in them: "Does the usual competition affect her?"

  At this moment, he suddenly felt remorse.

   No, it was the one who dragged her into the ring. He originally thought that the faint disappointment in her eyes towards the ring could fade away after she went up.

  He kept a touch of selfishness, trying to dispel the sense of loss that always flashed in the young man's eyes.

  But he didn't want to, the salvation he thought might push the people who were struggling in the abyss even deeper.

  The fingertips resting on his knees shrank suddenly. It was the first time Jun Gu had tasted this kind of emotion, which he didn't know how to describe.

  The sourness rose up, and he was a little out of breath.

   Seeing his increasingly cold and pale face, Qi Yan sighed: "According to the current situation, her emotional fluctuations are not too deeply involved with the ring."

  Every time Gong Jiuhan fell ill, it seemed to be very sudden.

  He is not here, and he does not know what factors are causing the disease.

   But this time, it should be related to her femininity. Her body is too cold and has been eroded by drugs for a long time.

   Seeing Jun Gu looking at him again, Qi Yan continued: "So don't worry about the impact on the game. Of course, stimulant drugs are fatal to her, so it's best not to let her touch them."

  When Qi Yan finished speaking and looked over, Jun Gu's expression was not very good-looking, and his frowning eyebrows made him look even more difficult to mess with.

  He thought of something, wrapped his hands around his chest, and stared at the dignified handsome face of the man in his spare time:

   "I said Boss Jun, are you really interested in this kid?"

  Hearing this, Jun Gu paused, and after a moment of silence, he slowly raised his eyelids and looked over.

   His expression was light, and when he spoke, his eyes flashed with affirmation:

"Why not."

   He admitted that his sexual orientation did go wrong.

  But he just had intentions about Gong Jiudu.

   Startled, Qi Yan didn't expect him to admit his thoughts so easily this time.

  His words are an indirect admission that he has a problem with his sexual orientation.

  Jun Gu, a tycoon in the fighting world, was raped by a man of the opposite **** one day?

   And categorically admitted, without any entanglement.

   Guessing is one thing, but actually hearing it is another.

  For a while, Qi Yan only felt that the world was a bit unreal: "How can you be sure that she will respond to you?"

   First, subconsciously, the guy next door is a "guy."

   Isn’t Jun Gu worried?

  Unexpectedly, the noble and elegant young man suddenly narrowed his deep and beautiful eyes, and the dark waves rolling in them became thicker and thicker.

He said:

   "I'll let her have it."

  Qi Yan's teasing smile froze, and slowly fell down.

  After the people left, Jun Gu sat in the room, silent for a long time.

  Maintaining the same movement, the young man's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his expression was indifferent. The elegant and elegant aura that he used to cover in the past turned into a mess of out-of-balance gloom.

   "She's in a bad state of mind..."

  Qi Yan's words rang in the ear, one sentence after another.

  He suddenly remembered the first time he saw the boy.

  Arrogant and cool, casual and not in a hurry, his strong wildness made him look sideways, and his heart was filled with a little interest.

  They are very similar but different, so, in this inexplicable appreciation, he gradually draws the boy closer and closer.

   Later, the flesh and blood in his eyes became fuller, revealing her deep embarrassment more and more.

  No longer the arrogance of the first meeting, like a trapped beast with thorns all over its body, people can't help but feel distressed.

   It wasn't until there was a sound outside the door that he realized that he had lost his mind.

   Gathering his consciousness, he pinched the bridge of his nose, stood up, and Jun Gu went out.

  Outside, Su Yu brought a bowl of porridge that was still steaming, and stood in front of Gong Jiuan's door, knocking on the door with one free hand. Seeing him coming out of his room, Su Yu stopped and was stunned:

   "Boss, so you are in your own room!"

   No wonder he said no matter how he knocked on the door, no one answered.

   Thought that Jun Gu would be in Gong Jiu's room.

   "I asked the aunt in the restaurant to cook a bowl of porridge. The coach must have eaten nothing in the past two days."

  He raised the bowl in his hand.

   "I fell asleep," glanced at the closed door, Jun Gu looked at him: "Go back first, she can't eat yet."

  Even if you are awake and have not eaten for two days, eating suddenly will cause stomach cramps.

  Just now when Qi Yan left, he had instructed that when the fever subsides, he should be given some nutrient solution for nourishment, and then eat some clear food after waking up.

  So Su Yu, who brought it up, took the things back intact.

  Gong Jiu's sleepless night finally lost those grotesque things. When she woke up, she thought about it carefully, and there was no dream all night.

  The needle in my hand has been changed, presumably someone has changed it again.

  She didn't move, she lay on the bed and looked at the whitish ceiling for a long while, she closed her eyes, and a turbid breath escaped from her lips.

  The doorknob was turned, and the door of the room was unscrewed from the outside.

  She opened her eyelids and sat up, but her body froze when she felt the heat and humidity under her body.

   Just stopped.

  Raising her eyes, she unexpectedly bumped into a pair of deep and dark eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

   Somehow, although no one could see.

  Gong Jiudu still felt a faint sense of unease in his chest.

   Ah, I am delicate and weak, but that doesn’t include the time of beating up haha~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)