Madam, Mr. Gu begs you to pamper him!

Chapter 228 "Do you often massage people?"

At that time, Shu Yi had a high fever because of her aunt's low immunity, and her stomach hurt and she was sweating profusely.

No appetite to eat at all.

She shook her head weakly, her pale lips fluttered slightly: "I can't eat..."

At that time, Shu Yi was only in her early twenties, still the age of a young girl.

Even though she looks more ladylike and mature than her peers, she still has a bit of immaturity that hasn't faded away.

Compared with the current Shu Yi, she looks a bit more girlish, and her eyes are as clear as water, not stained with dust.

Gu Tingche's pupils were dimmed, and he pressed his thin lips to her forehead, feeling her temperature higher than his own.

The man sighed softly, leaned over and coaxed her softly in her ear: "Baby, not eating is only a child's behavior. If you don't eat, you won't be cured of your illness. I'll feed you, huh?"

At that moment, Shu Yi had a nauseating cramping pain in her stomach, and her menstrual pain caused physical tears to flow out, and her hand covering her stomach became tighter and tighter.

"I don't want to eat, I want to vomit."

It was the first time for Gu Ting to see Shu Yi look so fragile. She was strong and cold outside, and never bothered to cry in front of others.

But now this appearance of condensing tears and refusing to fall is inexplicably pitiful.

The man sighed softly, put the porridge aside, took the hot water bottle that the front desk lady had brought up by calling just now, and applied it on Shu Yi's stomach.

He also sat on the bed and hugged her in his arms.

The big palm movement gently rubbed her stomach.

I don't know if it's the effect of the hot water, or the man's technique does have some effect.

After pressing it for a while, Shu Yi felt a lot more comfortable, and her face was not so pale anymore.

"Are you more comfortable?"

Shu Yi nodded, lazily nestling in the man's arms.

Like a lazy, poor cat.

It was quite different from her usual noble and reserved appearance.

Gu Tingche's heart softened more than ever before, and his vision of looking at the woman became deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to suck her into the whirlpool.

If it weren't for her unbearable abdominal pain, this comfort would be drowsy.

Shu Yi saw the man's handsome face darker than usual through her hazy vision, and asked with pursed lips.

"Do you... do you often massage people?"

The technique is so proficient, it doesn't look like the first time.

Gu Tingche didn't expect that she would still be in the mood to ask this, and her thin lips curled into an invisible arc: "Want to know this? You eat porridge, and I'll tell you again?"

Shu Yi: "..."

Dysmenorrhea to a certain extent, there will be some nausea in the throat.

She frowned subconsciously, bit her lip and shook her head.

Gu Tingche sighed softly, and continued to press her belly.

There was no trace of fat on the flat abdomen, but because of the effect of the hot water bottle, it was soon stained with a layer of red.

Seeing that she had regained some strength, the man brought the white porridge aside, it was still warm, he took a spoonful and fed it to Shu Yi's lips.

"Hey, take a few sips and I'll press it for you, okay?"

His massage technique is indeed good, and it has been a long time since anyone has rubbed her abdomen like this.

Coupled with the blessing of the illness at this moment, Shu Yi is somewhat attached to this comfortable feeling.

Oddly enough, she nodded, and opened her mouth to drink the porridge fed by the man.

It was also from that time that Shu Yi discovered that the young master of the Gu family was actually so good at cooking.

It was also at that time that the stalemate relationship between him and her due to the forced marriage became peaceful.

At that time, the more Shu Yi got in touch with him, the more she couldn't extricate herself, and the more Gu Tingche got along with her, the more interesting she was.

Coupled with the fact that the two are very compatible in sex, men are getting more and more savvy.

In such a short 1 minute, Shu Yi's thoughts spread out uncontrollably.

By the time he looked away, the man had already put down the things in his hands and walked towards her with his long legs.

When he was one step away from Shu Yi, he hugged her into his arms.

"What, miss me?"

When the servants in the kitchen saw the hostess and hostess being intimate, they all lowered their heads, put down the things in their hands, and retreated out together.

Shu Yi: "..."

"Which eye of yours sees me missing you?"

With a gentle smile on his thin lips, the man leaned over and smiled softly in her ear: "Didn't you think why I was the nymphomaniac just now?"

Shu Yi turned her face sideways to prevent his breath from burning her ears.

"I'm just here to see what you're up to."

"Oh? What's my idea, tell me?"

　2
　　
　
(End of this chapter)