Chapter 241 Blurted Out

"Well, when the doctor is too busy, or when I haven't returned to the barracks, I personally bandage the wounds of the wounded soldiers. Dongfang Xuan, he..." Song Wuyou blurted out.

When she reacted, her whole body shook, her movements stopped stiffly, and she stared blankly at the pliers in her hand.

Just now... what did she say?

At the same time, after hearing this, Gu Yanhao's dark eyes quickly passed a trace of shock.

There was also a stormy emotion that flashed quickly, he looked at her in shock, the muscles on his face tensed up because of the shock.

There seemed to be a violent wave in his heart, causing his entire body to tremble.

she--

She mentioned Dongfang Xuan again, and she mentioned the time of war again——

Her current reaction clearly told him that she accidentally leaked something——

Was she as shocked as he was, not knowing what to do next, how to face him?

Gu Yanhao took a deep breath and tried very hard to suppress the crazy emotions in his heart.

The incomparably deep eyes gradually calmed down after violently rolling over an emotion.

"Online games?" He raised his eyebrows casually, his tone frivolous.

Song Wuyou was stunned for a moment, and his heart shook violently.

Instead of looking up at him immediately, she bit her lower lip.

Should she confess to him that she is not his wife Song Wuyou at all?

If she confesses, will he drive her away immediately?

"Yes." In the end, she chose to continue to hide and nodded lightly.

"..." Gu Yanhao's eyes sank, and he looked at her deeply.

After a few seconds, Song Wuyou didn't hear what online game he asked, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

She continued to help him with the wound.

The atmosphere was not as good as before.

During the whole process, Gu Yanhao pursed his thin lips tightly and looked at her for a moment.

Song Wuyou didn't even look at him, maybe because of a guilty conscience——

About half an hour later, the wound was treated and bandaged.

After Song Wuyou finished packing, he got up and glanced at him without a trace: "The millet porridge is cold, I'll serve you a hot bowl."

Gu Yanhao gave her a charming smile, "Okay."

Song Wuyou picked up the bowl on the coffee table and quickly walked into the kitchen.

Gu Yanhao turned his head and looked at her figure, the smile gradually faded from the corner of his mouth, and the light in his eyes gradually became darker.

Soon, Song Wuyou returned with a bowl of warm millet porridge.

Gu Yanhao's expression suddenly changed, looking like a ruffian and a rogue, "You feed me, after the wound is bandaged, it hurts even more."

After he finished speaking, he pouted and looked cute.

"Gu Yanhao, that's enough." Song Wuyou despised him again: "You're such a big man, and he's still learning how to be cute as a three-year-old child."

Gu Yanhao is not only cute, but also acts like a spoiled child, "It really hurts."

"Pfft..." Song Wuyou couldn't help laughing out loud.

She sat down beside him and followed his meaning: "I see, little brother, be good, open your mouth to eat porridge, um, be good."

When Gu Yanhao heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched, little brother?

He opened his mouth and put the whole spoon in his mouth, but Song Wuyou couldn't pull it back for a while.

Song Wuyou looked at him in surprise: "You wouldn't even swallow a spoon, would you?"

Gu Yanhao held a spoon and looked at her bewitchingly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile was charming and like a fox.

Song Wuyou frowned, damn it, what kind of eyes did he look at her with?

A touch of shyness passed from her beautiful rosy face.

"Little brother." Gu Yanhao said vaguely.

Song Wuyou's hearing is very sensitive, no matter how vague she is, she can hear clearly.

She glared at him and released her hand holding the spoon: "Aren't you acting cute? Little brother is right for you."

"Do not."

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Gu Shao, it's not good to be a hooligan~ is it not good? You have to ask your readers if they like you being a hooligan.

Roll rough! Could it be that this young master has to get the consent of a group of goblins to play tricks on his wife?