Fall has arrived.
Gu Xu was worried that Ye Jiajia might get cold.
He deliberately found two thick towels and draped them over Jiajia's right leg.
One towel covering the top of the burn, the other covering the bottom, with the burn wound exposed in the middle. It was so painful to look at that it seemed like his own pain.
"Good girl!" After tucking the towel around her, Gu Xu got up, gently rubbing her head, and said, "I will buy a burn ointment suitable for pregnant women and come right back."
"Uh…" Ye Jiajia began to speak. Gu Xu, who was about to leave, turned back, looking at her tenderly, and asked, "What's the matter? Do you feel unwell somewhere?"
"I'm sorry, it was my misunderstanding, and Uncle Chen blamed you because of it."
"..." He smiled with relief, "I'll go and get the ointment. Wait for me at home, I'll be back in ten minutes."
"Gu Xu..."
Just as he was about to leave, she stopped him again.
"Yes." He turned back once more.
