Rescue the Loyal Dog System (Quick Travel)
Chapter 15
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Song Confucian took another spoonful of medicine, and as soon as he put it to Song Zhixin's lips, he heard Uncle Fu's voice outside the door.
"Master, someone from my cousin's family is here."
Song Confucian looked at Song Zhixin helplessly, handed the medicine to Xing'er, told Song Zhixin to drink it, and walked out without missing Song Zhixin's sly eyes.
"Xing'er, I..." Seeing the door closed, Song Zhixin immediately pretended to escape the catastrophe as before, but he was interrupted before he could say anything.
"Miss, don't look at me, I dare not tell you not to take the medicine." Xing'er had long felt guilty for not taking good care of Song Zhixin, ignored Song Zhixin's request, and took over Song Rusheng's task.
Song Zhixin looked up, and found that Gu Wuyi was staring straight at him, his expression was exactly the same as that of the Confucian Song just now, just like a teacher supervising the students, seeing that he couldn't escape, Song Zhixin took the bowl directly and drank it in one gulp .
Gu Wuyi watched Song Zhixin finish his drink and couldn't help sticking out his tongue, with a disgusted expression on his face, like a kitten he had seen before, with a smile in his eyes unconsciously.
Seeing that Song Zhixin had finished drinking, Xing'er didn't say much, she picked up the bowl and went out, ready to make another dose of medicine.
"Sister Gu, how long are you going to stay up there?" Song Zhixin originally wanted to wait for Gu Wuyi to come down, but unexpectedly she kept looking at him, sighed, and called Gu Wuyi down.
"Don't worry, my injury is fine. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would be worried." Gu Wuyi preempted the attack, and sure enough, Song Zhixin's expression softened.
"Just so good." Gu Wuyi was so cute by Song Zhixin's appearance, and also felt that Song Zhixin had stopped being angry a long time ago, stretched out his hand, rubbed her hair, and said very satisfied.
Song Zhixin blushed, but did not push away Gu Wuyi's hand, raised her head and asked tentatively: "Sister Gu, do you know what happened last night?"
"Last night, a few men in black broke into the Song Mansion to fight, and I was accidentally injured." Gu Wuyi paused, wondering if he should tell Song Zhixin and Uncle Li that they were not simple people.
But considering how much Song Confucianism loved her, he would not joke about her life. There must be some reason to hide it from Song Zhixin, so he just talked about it shallowly and did not tell Song Zhixin what he found.
Song Zhixin heard that Gu Wuyi didn't want to talk too much, and didn't delve into it. He looked up at Gu Wuyi, and found that her eyes were tired, guessing that she didn't sleep last night, so she smiled softly and sent out an invitation: "Sister Gu, Would you like to go to bed and rest together?"
The author has something to say: I, feel, my state, I can’t get it back, it’s not suitable to update the article, so let’s take a look.So I'm going to accept the call of military training, pray for the cloudy sky, the strong wind, the heavy rain, and my condolences...
Chapter 8 Take Sister Song Out to Play
Song Zhixin heard that Gu Wuyi didn't want to talk too much, and didn't delve into it. He looked up at Gu Wuyi, and found that her eyes were tired, guessing that she didn't sleep last night, so she smiled softly and sent out an invitation: "Sister Gu, Would you like to go to bed and rest together?"
Gu Wuyi was taken aback, he didn't expect Song Zhixin to say that, he shook his head, sat on the bedside and chatted with Song Zhixin for a while, seeing her sleepy, he stopped talking.
Gu Wuyi stroked Song Zhixin's hair, and told her to sleep peacefully. The corners of her lips were raised, and her heart was soft. It turns out that it feels so good to be accompanied by someone.
In the past, no matter who you were talking to, every sentence revolved around interests, and the so-called warmth was just a false construction, but chatting with Song Zhixin had nothing to do with the purpose of obtaining information, just to feel at ease.
So the girl in front of me is really different. She wants to be pampered in her heart. She is innocent but full of worries.
Gu Wuyi looked at Song Zhixin's sleeping face, and put his finger on Song Zhixin's frowning eyebrows.It can be seen that she is hiding something in her heart. She thinks she is hiding something tightly, but in fact she has already been seen through. I didn't ask because I didn't want to pry into Song Zhixin's privacy. Song Rusheng didn't ask, or he didn't want to make her worry too much.
Thinking of Song Confucianism, Gu Wuyi was a little confused again. He clearly knew of his existence, but why didn't he expose it, instead leaving an obscure figure like himself hiding here?
He got up and left the room, then quietly climbed up to Song Rusheng's study.After these few days of observation, the so-called lightness kung fu here requires internal support and is extremely secretive.But success is Xiao He, failure is Xiao He, as long as the inner strength is deep enough, you can find out whether someone is spying on you.
Therefore, Gu Wuyi did not use the meager internal strength he had learned, but simply climbed over with skills, landed steadily on the eaves, and listened with bated breath.
"Master, I found this in Miss's room." Uncle Fu didn't understand at first why he suddenly asked himself to find something in Song Zhixin's room, but now he marveled at Song Confucian's clever calculation.
"Uncle Fu, why did Yuan Fang suddenly send someone over?" Song Confucian flipped through the account book in his hand, his expression was inexplicable, but he understood why, but he still asked aloud.
"I'm afraid there are moths here, and it has already involved the interests of Yuanfang." Fu Bo has been with Song Confucianism for more than 20 years, and he naturally knows what happened back then. was broken.
Uncle Fu understood the truth, and Confucian Song naturally understood that if it was in the past, he definitely didn't want to get involved, so he just gave the account book directly, but he just thought of what his wife said in the dream, but he didn't know what to do.
Song Confucian took another spoonful of medicine, and as soon as he put it to Song Zhixin's lips, he heard Uncle Fu's voice outside the door.
"Master, someone from my cousin's family is here."
Song Confucian looked at Song Zhixin helplessly, handed the medicine to Xing'er, told Song Zhixin to drink it, and walked out without missing Song Zhixin's sly eyes.
"Xing'er, I..." Seeing the door closed, Song Zhixin immediately pretended to escape the catastrophe as before, but he was interrupted before he could say anything.
"Miss, don't look at me, I dare not tell you not to take the medicine." Xing'er had long felt guilty for not taking good care of Song Zhixin, ignored Song Zhixin's request, and took over Song Rusheng's task.
Song Zhixin looked up, and found that Gu Wuyi was staring straight at him, his expression was exactly the same as that of the Confucian Song just now, just like a teacher supervising the students, seeing that he couldn't escape, Song Zhixin took the bowl directly and drank it in one gulp .
Gu Wuyi watched Song Zhixin finish his drink and couldn't help sticking out his tongue, with a disgusted expression on his face, like a kitten he had seen before, with a smile in his eyes unconsciously.
Seeing that Song Zhixin had finished drinking, Xing'er didn't say much, she picked up the bowl and went out, ready to make another dose of medicine.
"Sister Gu, how long are you going to stay up there?" Song Zhixin originally wanted to wait for Gu Wuyi to come down, but unexpectedly she kept looking at him, sighed, and called Gu Wuyi down.
"Don't worry, my injury is fine. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would be worried." Gu Wuyi preempted the attack, and sure enough, Song Zhixin's expression softened.
"Just so good." Gu Wuyi was so cute by Song Zhixin's appearance, and also felt that Song Zhixin had stopped being angry a long time ago, stretched out his hand, rubbed her hair, and said very satisfied.
Song Zhixin blushed, but did not push away Gu Wuyi's hand, raised her head and asked tentatively: "Sister Gu, do you know what happened last night?"
"Last night, a few men in black broke into the Song Mansion to fight, and I was accidentally injured." Gu Wuyi paused, wondering if he should tell Song Zhixin and Uncle Li that they were not simple people.
But considering how much Song Confucianism loved her, he would not joke about her life. There must be some reason to hide it from Song Zhixin, so he just talked about it shallowly and did not tell Song Zhixin what he found.
Song Zhixin heard that Gu Wuyi didn't want to talk too much, and didn't delve into it. He looked up at Gu Wuyi, and found that her eyes were tired, guessing that she didn't sleep last night, so she smiled softly and sent out an invitation: "Sister Gu, Would you like to go to bed and rest together?"
The author has something to say: I, feel, my state, I can’t get it back, it’s not suitable to update the article, so let’s take a look.So I'm going to accept the call of military training, pray for the cloudy sky, the strong wind, the heavy rain, and my condolences...
Chapter 8 Take Sister Song Out to Play
Song Zhixin heard that Gu Wuyi didn't want to talk too much, and didn't delve into it. He looked up at Gu Wuyi, and found that her eyes were tired, guessing that she didn't sleep last night, so she smiled softly and sent out an invitation: "Sister Gu, Would you like to go to bed and rest together?"
Gu Wuyi was taken aback, he didn't expect Song Zhixin to say that, he shook his head, sat on the bedside and chatted with Song Zhixin for a while, seeing her sleepy, he stopped talking.
Gu Wuyi stroked Song Zhixin's hair, and told her to sleep peacefully. The corners of her lips were raised, and her heart was soft. It turns out that it feels so good to be accompanied by someone.
In the past, no matter who you were talking to, every sentence revolved around interests, and the so-called warmth was just a false construction, but chatting with Song Zhixin had nothing to do with the purpose of obtaining information, just to feel at ease.
So the girl in front of me is really different. She wants to be pampered in her heart. She is innocent but full of worries.
Gu Wuyi looked at Song Zhixin's sleeping face, and put his finger on Song Zhixin's frowning eyebrows.It can be seen that she is hiding something in her heart. She thinks she is hiding something tightly, but in fact she has already been seen through. I didn't ask because I didn't want to pry into Song Zhixin's privacy. Song Rusheng didn't ask, or he didn't want to make her worry too much.
Thinking of Song Confucianism, Gu Wuyi was a little confused again. He clearly knew of his existence, but why didn't he expose it, instead leaving an obscure figure like himself hiding here?
He got up and left the room, then quietly climbed up to Song Rusheng's study.After these few days of observation, the so-called lightness kung fu here requires internal support and is extremely secretive.But success is Xiao He, failure is Xiao He, as long as the inner strength is deep enough, you can find out whether someone is spying on you.
Therefore, Gu Wuyi did not use the meager internal strength he had learned, but simply climbed over with skills, landed steadily on the eaves, and listened with bated breath.
"Master, I found this in Miss's room." Uncle Fu didn't understand at first why he suddenly asked himself to find something in Song Zhixin's room, but now he marveled at Song Confucian's clever calculation.
"Uncle Fu, why did Yuan Fang suddenly send someone over?" Song Confucian flipped through the account book in his hand, his expression was inexplicable, but he understood why, but he still asked aloud.
"I'm afraid there are moths here, and it has already involved the interests of Yuanfang." Fu Bo has been with Song Confucianism for more than 20 years, and he naturally knows what happened back then. was broken.
Uncle Fu understood the truth, and Confucian Song naturally understood that if it was in the past, he definitely didn't want to get involved, so he just gave the account book directly, but he just thought of what his wife said in the dream, but he didn't know what to do.
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