Gu Chu’s Blood Type

Gu Chu still wanted to say something, but Feng Jia had already lowered his head to kiss her.

His breathing was very heavy, and the force of his tongue had also increased. Gu Chu was dizzy when she heard him say in a hoarse voice, "Hurry up and get better."

Gu Chu's eyes were moist, and there was a luster on her lips. "Hmm?"

Feng Jia pressed on and bit her lips again. "We haven't done it in a while."

Huh? He's in the mood again?

But it was true that they hadn't done it in a while.

For the next three days, Gu Chu needed to be given fluids to treat the infection. Feng Jia didn't leave her side at all.

Feng Jia had been staying in the capital for almost half a month. Even Lin Yu had to leave because of work, but he didn't even have the intention to leave.

Gu Chu asked, "Feng Jia, is it really okay if you don't go back to Haicheng City?"

Feng Jia looked up at her. "You want me to go back?"