The phone call was very short, maybe it was because he was too tired on a business trip, so Pei Ting hung up the phone without saying anything.

Gu Bao held his cell phone and the car in the distance slowly drove away.

The lunch was solved simply and the two returned to the ward.

Because Tang Yumei was too enthusiastic, her purpose and Fan Jiao were too obvious, which made both of them feel embarrassed.

After Fan Jiao left, Gu Bao and Tang Yumei said, "Mom, Jiaojiao and I cannot be, don't think about it."

Tang Yumei said stubbornly: "She has you in her heart, and her mother can see it."

Gu Bao smiled bitterly: "If we have such a situation in our family, don't think so much. Now I just hope that my father can come out early and reunite with us."

Tang Yumei was found out by her son and lay on the bed with a dull expression.

Gu Bao knew that Tang Yumei was in a bad mood, so he could only say: "I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Tang Yumei suddenly remembered something: "Baby, when will the mother be discharged from the hospital? Is it okay for me to stay in your place? How much does it cost to spend a day in a single ward? It is better to go out and stay there."

Gu Bao said: "I haven't found a good house yet. When I find it, I will pick you up."

Tang Yumei nodded and watched Gu Bao leave reluctantly.

When I got home, it was around 7 o'clock in the evening, and the lights were not on on the first floor. Gu Bao called Pei Ting a few times, but no one responded.

He found the second floor and finally found Pei Ting in the master bedroom. Pei Ting sat silently on the single sofa by the window, without turning on the light, and I don’t know how long he had been sitting there.

Gu Bao asked: "Why don't you turn on the light?"

Pei Ting ignored him. Gu Bao saw him holding a glass of wine in his hand, filling it up, and seemed to have not moved a few sips.

He rarely saw Pei Ting drinking, at least at home. He approached Pei Ting and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Did you encounter something when you are on a business trip?"

Pei Ting finally moved his eyes from the window to him. The lights were clearly warm and light yellow, which fell on Pei Ting's face, but they were intertwined with a sad color.

He said to Gu Bao: "It's okay."

But those eyes didn't say that. He looked at Gu Bao, suppressing many negative emotions, and having a calm madness.

Gu Bao breathed lightly. He stepped on the soft carpet and approached Pei Ting: "What the hell is wrong? Can you tell me?"

Pei Ting drank a sip of wine and said again: "It's okay."

Gu Bao had no choice but to reach out to take Pei Ting's wine glass. Pei Ting used no force and the cup was taken away by him.

Putting down the wine glass, Gu Bao was originally half-squatting in front of Pei Ting. He landed on both sides of the sofa with his knees, held his hands on both sides of the sofa, leaned close to Pei Ting with his cheeks, and sniffed: "Why aren't you happy?" The wine smelled bad, and he obviously didn't drink much.

Pei Ting lowered his eyes and looked at Gu Bao's lips that were very close. He reached out and grabbed Gu Bao's neck and kissed Gu Bao's lips.

He said that the kiss was not appropriate, and he should say that he should bite and swallow. This was a kiss full of anger. Gu Bao was pulled up by Pei Ting, pushed him, staggered back, and finally fell on the bed.

He looked at Pei Ting standing at the end of the bed in panic. The man slowly unbuttoned and pulled off the belt. He couldn't tell whether Pei Ting was drunk or not, but he was unwilling to sleep with Pei Ting in such a strange atmosphere.

Gu Bao stepped back on the bed sheet, trying to find something to block himself: "You are drunk, I don't like this."

Pei Ting grabbed his ankle and silently slapped Gu Bao in front of him. He silently pulled Gu Bao's clothes and kissed him heavily on Gu Bao's neck and chest, continuing to go down.

Apart from the fierce kiss just now, Pei Ting never touched his lips again.

As the sound of tearing, the white buttons hit the corner, the bed swayed in a dull sound, and the pillow rolled on the ground, companioning with the torn shirt.

The dark clouds outside the window were covered with dark clouds, and the rain suddenly became heavy, and the surging clouds came with a storm.

The neighbor downstairs went out for a trip and put the locked window on it.

The glass window was originally closed, but was knocked open by the strong wind, and a whine sounded from the window ridge.

The rain fell down from the beginning and hit the glass window with a bang. The clean glass, which was always soaked by the rain, left a mark that could not be removed from now on.

Everything behind the window is not protected, and the wind is allowed to form a stream, and it invades endlessly and violently until everything in the house is wet and covered with traces of oneself.

The rain gradually slowed down again, as if after breaking the window, it finally satisfied its desire to destroy. It became gentle and gentle, but it stubbornly entered the house through the window over and over again. The water in the house gradually increased, and it was wet and muddy everywhere.

The rain was sweeping through the house unscrupulously. It found the most precious and critical fruit in the house. The rain penetrated the fruit. The poor fruit body was stirred back and forth by the wind and rain in the porcelain plate, shaking,

Under the moisturization of spring rain, the fruit gradually became moist and red, and emitted a ripe aroma from the inside to the outside.

Soon, the rain became heavier and the movement became more and more scary. The dense rain continued to invade the house, as if there was no tendency to stop.

The skin of the fruit was almost crushed by rain. The juice inside it was finally poured out under external force, forming a layer of softness that protects itself.

Soon everything in the house realized the cruelty of the rain, and it would fill the entire room, which was the purpose of its invasion at the beginning.

The rain covered the sky and destroyed the house, and almost ruined it in the storm, a large amount of rain poured into the deepest part of the house.

The movements in the room gradually calmed down.

Pei Ting pressed Gu Bao's sweaty belly, looked at the face that was already crying, and said coldly: "You are mine."

Gu Bao leaned weakly on the pillow, his hair curled into strands, covering his blushing face. He didn't get Pei Ting's kiss in the end, and none of those warm, loving, and longing.

All there is only touch and rudeness to satisfy your selfish desires.

He didn't say anything, only a painful moan and silent sob. He sweated a lot and was poured into a lot of things.

Pei Ting turned him over, bit his shoulder, pressed him tightly against Gu Bao, and satisfied himself again.

It rained all night until the next day, and the windows upstairs were completely unable to close, and rain was dripping down the windows.

Gu Bao had already fallen into a coma and couldn't sleep well in his dream. His body was very painful, like a big hole was broken.

When he opened his eyes, his breathing was hot. There was a man sitting in front of him, wearing off-white pants and holding a cell phone in his hand.

Gu Bao's vision was blurred. He stretched out his hand from the quilt, grabbed the person's pants in front of him, and said hoarsely: "Brother, it really hurts. Don't do this next time, I'm afraid."

The man held his hand and whispered his name, but his voice was not the one Gu Bao thought.

The person sitting at the head of the bed was Xu Mo. He was called by Pei Ting to take care of the patient. When he saw Gu Bao who was dying on the bed, he was shocked and thought that Mr. Pei could finally be so angry that he forced Bai Yueguang.

The family doctor came over and had an injection. When applying the medicine, Mr. Pei did not pretend to be someone else, but came with possessiveness. But for some reason, he was unwilling to stay, so he called Xu Mo, who was more nervous and knew some of the situation.

Xu Mo looked at the pitiful Bai Yueguang, and now he felt even more distressed when he heard what Bai Yueguang said. It seemed that it was not forcing, but probably because of a man's bad nature, and he never cherished what he got.

Gu Bao leaned on the pillow with a burning red face and asked Xu Mo weakly: "Where is Pei Ting?"

After saying that, he tried hard to pull the quilt upwards, trying to cover up what was going on on his body.

Xu Mo couldn't bear to say that the family doctor explained his situation clearly.

He poured Gu Bao a cup of warm water and sent it to the person's mouth with a small spoon: "Mr. Pei has something to do and should come back soon. You can take some medicine first."

Gu Bao nodded obediently, neither crying nor making a fuss, nor even questioning Pei Ting's whereabouts. He had taken the medicine and fell asleep again as the drug evaporated.

When he woke up, it was already dark outside the house. Gu Bao could hardly move, and Xu Mo was still in the house.

He now regrets developing a friendly relationship with his master Pei Ting and learned about this relationship.

Now, I’m obviously a person who dresses up for others, but now I’ve become a nanny, and I still have to explain to the unfaithful man to the sick beauty in the same bed.

The sick beauty was very considerate and said to Xu Mo: "Brother Xu, I feel much better. You have taken care of me for a day. Go back and have a good rest."

Xu Mo hesitated: "Are you really okay?"

Gu Bao nodded.

Xu Mo stood up: "Mr. Pei should come back soon. You can sleep for a while and you will see him as soon as you open your eyes."

Gu Bao nodded weakly, but his expression was very light. He seemed to have no concern for Pei Ting's whereabouts or did not care.

Xu Mo murmured a little. He left the house and sent Pei Ting a WeChat message saying that he didn't want to care about how much salary he paid. He suggested that Mr. Pei find professionals, such as nursing staff or nanny.

In the room, Gu Bao leaned against the head of the bed and turned on his cell phone. It was already nine o'clock in the evening. What kind of thing was that Pei Ting would not appear in front of him now.

His body was sticky, and Gu Bao tried hard to move off the bed, held the furniture, and staggered to the bathroom. His body hurt very much, it really hurts so much, it hasn't hurt like this in a long time.

After finally entering the bathroom, he suddenly felt dizzy. When he came back, he had fallen to the tiled floor of the bathroom, his arms and knees, and the already severely injured area, he even felt that the place seemed to be torn open, and his body shrank in trembling and shrinking.

After eased on the ground for a long time, Gu Bao climbed up again. He gently blew the wound, just like what Tang Yumei often did to him when she was a child. He whispered: "It's okay, they are all adults, why are they wronged?"

In contrast to words, it was tears that were uncontrollably removed from his eyes. He really hurt so much, it hurts so much.

Why did Pei Ting ignore him? He has not appeared until now. Even if he performed poorly last night, he has tried his best to cooperate.

He has never done such a thing before, so how can he know how to do it?
Chapter completed!