[MTL] Scum Attack Spoiled Husband [dressing book]

Chapter 69

Gu Xuanlang was really anxious. He used all his strength, broke the chain on his ankle, and ran to the bathroom where Lang Qinghe was.

"Green crane! What's wrong with you? Green crane!" When Gu Xuanlang entered the bathroom, he found that Lang Qinghe leaned against the wall of the bathroom with a pale face covering his stomach. The painful appearance that Gu Xuanlang had never seen before. He hurriedly held Lang Qinghe into his arms and quickly walked to the bedroom, subconsciously calling Lang Qinghe's name.

Lang Qinghe seemed to hear Gu Xuanlang's call. He moved in Gu Xuanlang's arms and pushed Gu Xuanlang with his hand, as if he was rejecting Gu Xuanlang's embrace. After a while, he heard Lang Qinghe muttering, "No, don't hug me! I just vomited, and there was a smell on my body.

Hearing this, Gu Xuanlang almost wanted to pat Lang Qinghe's buttocks. The naughty child himself was so uncomfortable that, and he still cared about the smell on his body. Gu Xuanlang put him on the bed, hurriedly changed his clothes for Lang Qinghe, and after a while, he had time to talk, "What's wrong with the smell? Isn't that still you? Do you have to be fragrant every day so that I love you? I love your people, not your smell. Let's move. I'll carry you to the hospital.

Before Lang Qinghe could be moved, he was carried on his back by Gu Xuanlang. This action was so familiar that he habitually circled Gu Xuanlang's neck with his arm, but his mouth continued to refuse, "Brother Xuanlang, don't have to to toss around like this. I just haven't eaten much recently. I just have a stomach problem. I didn't have to spend a lot of time going to the hospital. Look, I'm now..."

Gu Xuanlang, who was already very sorry for his Lang Qinghe, slapped Lang Qinghe's buttocks with strength because of Lang Qinghe's refusal. When Lang Qinghe was completely silent, he continued to say, "I think you are getting more and more disobedient now. Your stomach disease was cured before, and now you should do it again. It's time to go to the hospital. Besides, you've never vomited before.

Gu Xuanlang was indeed right. Lang Qinghe was speechless for a moment, coupled with the subtle feeling just from his buttocks, which made him subconsciously a little shy and prompted him to hold back what he had not yet said into his heart.

When Gu Xuanlang walked out of the basement, he found that the basement that closed him was under Lang Qinghe's glass studio, which was remote. If he didn't know more about the farm, it would be really difficult to find it. It seemed that his own Qinghe had spent a lot of effort to shut him.

However, this is not the time for Gu Xuanlang to think more. He looked around and went to find the car with Lang Qinghe on his back. The car was in the yard in front of the farm villa. Because it was morning, everyone was working and no one noticed their husband.

In this way, Lang Qinghe was stuffed into the car by Gu Xuanlang. When Gu Xuanlang closed the car door, he noticed that Gu Xuanlang had not had time to open the handcuffs with the key on his ankle. Then he thought that Gu Xuanlang had been handcuffed with his own anklet before, but now he broke the anklet?!

No matter how well he transforms the footcuffs, it is still metal after all.

Lang Qinghe panicked. He got up from the back parking space, covered his still throming stomach, and leaned into the driver's seat. Under Gu Xuanlang's frightened and confused gaze, he nervously raised Gu Xuanlang's trouser legs. When he saw the wound on Gu Xuanlang's ankle, he suddenly blushed, "Brother Xuanlang, are your feet all right?"

"Flegs? What's wrong with my foot?" Gu Xuanlang only cared about taking care of Lang Qinghe. How could he think about what happened to his ankles? Now he looked at his ankles along Lang Qinghe's eyes and found that his ankles had been broken and bleeding, and the pain came from the ankles after realizing it, but he knew that it was not the time to deal with his minor injuries. Hou, and he knows his Lang Qinghe very well. If he shows his pain at this time, the boy may be depressed and blame himself for a year, so he rubbed Lang Qinghe's head with a smile, "These are all minor injuries. Don't worry. The most important thing now is to go to the hospital to see you."