C25 What Kind of Environment Was This Where Such a Stubborn Donkey Grew Up? (1/2)

After all, everyone loved beauty.

”Look at your face. Did you withdraw from the heat?”

Gu Mingxuan put down the book in his hand, the corners of his eyes curling up in a calm and tranquil manner. ”I'll have to trouble Miss Zhihuan to worry. My illness is already completely fine.”

Why was he lying on the bed when there was nothing wrong?

Mu Zhihuan could not help but support her forehead in her heart. Just what kind of environment did this man grow up in? Was his temper so stubborn and forceful?

”Look, who did I bring to see you?”

Mu Zhihuan shook her leg, only to see a furry ball timidly appearing behind her.

When Gu Mingxuan clearly saw the little blob's appearance, a strange light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

After a long while, the little ball still didn't dare to speak. Mu Zhihuan directly brought him in front of Gu Mingxuan, reached out her hand, and rubbed his head:

”What did mother teach you last night?”

The little blob was obviously a little afraid of strangers. He mumbled to himself for a long time before letting out a childish voice.

”That... Uncle... ”Thank you for helping me …”

After saying the first sentence, the next part became much easier to deal with. The little blob touched his ear:

”Although I don't remember anymore, I will definitely remember your kindness. Hmm …” In return, Rene brought you a present. ”

After saying that, the little blob clumsily fished out something from his small bag.

After digging for a long time, when Mu Zhihuan could no longer hold back her laughter, the little blob finally took out a wooden box.

”These are all Ran Er's favorite candied fruits. Mother said that uncle is sick and that the medicine he drank was very bitter, so this is for you. I hope uncle can recover soon.”

When the little bun passed out the box, his bright eyes clearly showed that he was reluctant to part with it.

This was the first time Gu Mingxuan had carefully observed Jiang Qinggran at such a close distance.

Every day since Mu Zhihuan had some money, she would give him some nice clothes.

Furthermore, he had transformed into a flower to make delicious food for him, in addition to the tonic that Jiang Zisu had given him recently.

Mu Zhihuan had already nourished and whitened this small, dark, thin, and scrawny lump, and had even grown a lot of flesh.

A small face that looked round, and a pair of big eyes that were as innocent as water, how cute, how cute.

Gu Mingxuan looked at the small box in Little Fatty's hand, and the corner of his mouth raised up uncontrollably. His heart felt as if it was filled with cotton wool.

Receiving the box from Jiang Qingmei's hands, Gu Mingxuan's usual tranquility changed, and his tone became much gentler:

”Thank you for your gift. I like it very much.”

The little clump laughed mischievously and hid behind Mu Zhihuan in embarrassment, ”Then … ”Uncle, hurry up and get up. Tomorrow is the Beggar Festival, we can go to the market place!”

He had heard this from Mu Zhihuan. He knew that he would be participating in a large-scale event like this. He had been enjoying it for several days already.

Invite others to go with him.

Mu Zhihuan fondled him lovingly and said, ”Ran'er, where's Uncle Gu going to recuperate? Shall we ask him to come with us when he recovers? ”

Gu Mingxuan's gaze had been fixated on the two of them. So Mu Zhihuan had treated him as a sweet person and had even coaxed him.

A hint of a smile leaked out of the corner of his mouth as he looked at Mu Zhihuan's cute and lovable smile, as well as the cute, cute, and sensible little bun.

All of this seemed so beautiful, and it melted a lot of the coldness in Gu Mingxuan's eyes.

It was obvious that the little blob was unhappy. He pursed his lips and walked listlessly to Gu Mingxuan's bedside.

Then under Mu Zhihuan's astonished gaze, he climbed onto the bed and smacked Gu Mingxuan's forehead:

”I'll fly away if it hurts … Uncle, if you're fine tomorrow, you have to come …”