Gu Jin’s lips curved into a wicked smile: "Of course, I don’t take in useless disciples."
Wanqi Heyang clenched his fists tightly.
Thinking about everything his brother had endured over the past three years, being bullied wherever he went, he wished his brother could regain his forr cultivation. In the future... the future would surely be brighter, and those who bullied him would deeply regret it!
Thinking of this, Wanqi Heyang’s emotions stirred, difficult to calm.
"May I ask Miss Gu, when do you have ti, and what do I need to prepare for my brother’s treatnt?"
His voice trembled uncontrollably, and anyone could hear his excitent.
Gu Jin: "I have ti anyti, no preparation is needed, just bring the person to ."
Wanqi Heyang sprang to his feet: "When I passed by my brother’s room just now, he hadn’t rested yet..."
He wanted to ask, is it possible now?
Gu Jin sat loungingly in her chair, her voice even more casual: "Yes."
As soon as the words fell, Wanqi Heyang rushed out of the room.
As he stepped out the door, he encountered An Mingji coming out of the door opposite.
The young man’s handso face was as picturesque as ever, his skin flawless, and at this mont, those deep eyes, devoid of eyeglasses, were fixed intently on him.
Wanqi Heyang felt a chill run up from his feet, unable to fend off the cold gaze even under his clothes.
It was the first ti he had looked directly into An Mingji’s eyes.
Those were soul-stealing eyes, as deep as a whirlpool, seemingly able to capture one’s soul.
An Mingji casually closed the door and stepped out, approaching Wanqi Heyang.
At the door, he looked directly at him, his voice cold: "Move."
The voice was deep and pleasant.
Wanqi Heyang instinctively stepped aside.
An Mingji passed by him and entered the room.
"Jin—"
The cold voice turned gentle, as soft as the alluring night breeze.
"Little An, you’re not asleep yet?"
Gu Jin smiled gently at the approaching An Mingji.
This brother and sister, Wanqi Heyang found hard to understand.
He swallowed nervously, closed the door, and ran towards his brother’s room.
Right now, nothing was more important than treating his brother.
Wanqi Jingyi’s room.
Gao Jingwen was bathing the man who had been dazed for three years.
Since she married him against her family’s wishes, she had taken care of such personal matters herself.
"Brother Jingyi, lift your hand a bit."
In the bath, Wanqi Jingyi ignored her words, still splashing water on a toy yellow duck.
Gao Jingwen sighed softly, reaching to lift his arm and wipe him with the wet towel.
In fact, he had already bathed once before dinner.
Yet, even in his stupor, Wanqi Jingyi’s innate obsession with cleanliness persisted.
If he didn’t bathe before bed, he felt uncomfortable and restless.
After finishing the bath, Gao Jingwen’s face flushed slightly, thinking of what she had to do next.
"Brother Jingyi, stand up and rinse off so we can go out."
Wanqi Jingyi obediently stood up, clutching the yellow duck.
The briefs he wore were now visible.
After helping him remove his clothes, Gao Jingwen tested the water temperature, blushing as she rinsed him.
"Uncomfortable!"
Wanqi Jingyi dodged the water, using the yellow duck to shield himself from the stream, his brows furrowed in apparent discomfort.
Especially with the uncontrollable, indescribable discomforting sensation.
Gao Jingwen looked up; the man before her was as handso and aloof as ever, but his expression was so clear you could see right through it.
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