Tang Suiyu shrank back into the damp quilt with a guilty conscience, leaving only her tear-filled eyes staring at him.
She could cover her mouth and nose with the wet quilt, then Ye Gushen wouldn’t be able to scold her!
The fire on the second floor had already grown, the painting on the wall was about to fall.
Ye Gushen held her and rushed downstairs, a painting fell straight onto Ye Gushen’s back.
He just groaned and continued to dash out with her regardless.
After rushing out the door, he finally slowed down.
"Put down, let see how your back is!" Tang Suiyu anxiously grabbed his pajamas with one hand.
Ye Gushen gently put her down, his back burning like it was on fire.
Tang Suiyu stared at the large burnt area on his pajamas sticking to his back, the tears she had been holding back now flowing down like a flood.
"I will take care of it, I promise I will take care of it!" She said, trembling with nervous hands.
But Ye Gushen held her small hand, "It doesn’t hurt."
"Of course it hurts!" she retorted.
"You’re crying because you’re worried about ?" he wiped the tears from the corner of her eye with his other hand.
"No, the smoke was too strong, it made cry!" she said, but the tears still kept falling.
She felt extrely uncomfortable.
"We can’t take it off by hand, we must go to the hospital imdiately!" Tang Suiyu pulled him towards the car, suddenly realizing Ye Gushen wasn’t wearing any shoes.
This man!
Had he only just thought about taking care of her?
Tang Suiyu felt more and more suffocated and uncomfortable.
Grandpa Tang was carried out by Jin Mobei, and the others only suffered minor injuries.
To be safe, they all went to the hospital for check-ups and ergency treatnt.
In the car to the hospital, no matter how fast it drove, Tang Suiyu still felt it was slow.
She leaned into Ye Gushen’s embrace, slling the burnt scent of his damaged clothes, "Uncle Ye has turned into a roast."
"Doesn’t that an you can eat ? Do you want to eat?"
"It needs a little cumin to be eaten!" Tang Suiyu joked, slowly intertwining her left hand with his.
"I’m sorry..."
"What’s wrong?" Ye Gushen turned his head, his chin touching her forehead, his warm lips brushing against hers.
"Earlier, oh, it’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have thought that Uncle Ye cared more about Su Zui’s vote and didn’t put in his heart..." she buried her head lower and lower, "I was angry just now..."
"I know."
"You know?" She thought she hadn’t shown it clearly.
"How could I not know you were angry when my little wife refused to let near?" He kissed her deeper, leaving a red mark on her smooth forehead.
"I..." She felt even more ashad to see him.
"Why are you burying your head in my waist, planning to do sothing naughty?"
"I..."
Tang Suiyu suddenly felt that everything she did was wrong, so she just turned her head away, not looking at him.
"Turn around!" The man commanded domineeringly again.
What exactly do you want!
But she could only roar in her heart, outwardly she smiled at him, "Husband, I was wrong! Even if it wasn’t , any other woman would be angry too! Brothers over your wife! Who wouldn’t be angry?"
"Brothers are like limbs, won are like clothes, wife."
When did Ye Gushen beco so humorous?
"But you still voted for Su Zui!" She widened her eyes, as if catching him red-handed, "This ti, you can’t argue back!"
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