(MTL) The Little Deaf Man decided to be Spoiled

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Ji Ruan was speechless.

Gu Xiuyi took pictures for a while, and found that not only did he not take good pictures of Ji Ruan, but it seemed that the more he took pictures, the worse the coughing of the child.

Gu Xiuyi didn't know what was wrong with his technique, but he didn't dare to move, so he could only use his patience to stay where he was, acting as a physical support for Ji Ruan.

In the end, Ji Ruan managed to slow down on his own.

He ignored Gu Xiuyi, stood up tremblingly and walked towards the door with three steps.

Gu Xiuyi didn't let Song Ling continue to follow, but told him to get off work, and quickly followed Ji Ruan to help him go forward.

Not long after walking, Ji Ruan started to cough again, so coughing that he couldn't get up while squatting on the ground, his physical tears poured out like rain.

Gu Xiuyi had no choice but to squat down with Ji Ruan and lift Ji Ruan's chin to see his expression.

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun in the sky did not intend to stop, and the ground was roasted for a whole day, and the temperature was comparable to that of a flaming mountain.

A layer of sweat soon appeared on Ji Ruan's forehead, and his complexion was unusually bad.

Gu Xiuyi had an intuition that if he continued to cough like this, he might vomit.

But the short path in the yard became far away because of Ji Ruan's loss of mobility.

It was too hot.

Gu Xiuyi didn't want to delay any longer, so he directly pulled Ji Ruan's two arms around his shoulders, without any discussion: "Hold you in?"

Ji Ruan coughed until he was dizzy, but he heard this sentence.

In fact, he wanted Gu Xiuyi to help him a long time ago, it doesn't matter whether it's hugging, carrying or resisting, it doesn't matter, as long as he can get him into the house from here, Ji Ruan can accept anything.

But he coughed so badly that he couldn't communicate at all except sobbing, so Gu Xiuyi's words became the timely rain to save him from the fire.

Ji Ruan nodded repeatedly with teary eyes, and eagerly tapped Gu Xiuyi's shoulder three times.

hug me hug me hug me!

It's like whipping the horse's ass with a whip when riding a horse.

Gu Xiuyi: "..."

I can't say why, but I feel a little strange.

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In the villa, Aunt Zhao was humming a ditty and was about to start making dinner. When she heard someone coming back, she washed her hands and went up to meet her. She saw Gu Xiuyi with a straight body, and--hanging on Gu Xiuyi's body, as if he had been sunburned Ji Ruan of the little koala.

"Yo! What's the matter?!" Aunt Zhao stepped forward quickly, and lightly touched the top of Ji Ruan's furry hair, "What's the matter, Ruan Ruan?"

Ji Ruan liked Aunt Zhao the most.

Hearing the sound, his ears moved, he raised his head from Gu Xiuyi's shoulder, and opened his mouth to speak, but Gu Xiuyi pressed the back of his head and stuffed it back.

"It's okay, Aunt Zhao, call a doctor over." Gu Xiuyi said.

Then he looked at Ji Ruan's round head, fiercely: "Don't talk, you'll cough all over me later."