I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 157 Letter (Additional update)

 “Yeah!” Wei Lan nodded.

The box looked very familiar, and she recognized it at a glance. It was the book she bought when she was in Beijing some time ago. "It arrived so soon? By the way, has the letter been sent?"

She didn't bother to wash up and put the towel to wipe her sweat on the table.

Grandma Gu took out the scissors from the basket where Grandma Gu usually made her sewing. She cut the small hemp rope that bound the box in two or two cuts, and opened the box to reveal the neatly stacked books inside.

"Sent it. This is from your home. The post office gave it to me after reading the household registration book." Gu Chao glanced at the old and new textbooks in the box, his eyes were a little hot, but for a moment, he turned away. , leaned close to Wei Lan.

Gu Chao lowered his head and sniffed. The distance between the two of them was so close that they could even feel each other's breath.

Wei Lan's face turned slightly red and she moved back in discomfort, "What, what's wrong?"

Gu Chao did not hold back, but moved forward more boldly, his thin lips even brushing against Wei Lan's ear.

 The smell of blood is very light.

"injured?"

 “No!” Wei Lan looked around and saw that there were only two people in the main room and breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned her head and glared at Gu Chao, her peach blossom eyes widened with an indescribable charm and coquettishness: "Stop making trouble, grandma will see it soon!"

 “Grandma is not at home.”

He went to the town early today, and before the meat stall was closed, he took the opportunity to buy one and a half kilograms of meat. Grandma had just cut half of it and sent it to Gu Yang's house.

Gu Chao hooked his lips, picked up the towel Wei Lan put aside, and led her back.

Wei Lan was still immersed in his words "Grandma is not at home" and just let him lead her away.

When they arrived in the backyard, Gu Chao sat her down on the bench. He fetched a bucket of water, wetted the pink towel in the water and wrung it out. Finally, he walked around and sat next to Wei Lan, twirling the towel in his big hands. Carefully wipe the sweat from her forehead.

The cool touch of ice awakened Wei Lan's distant thoughts. She blushed, sweet and shy, and muttered for a while: "I haven't seen you like this before. Is it possible that it's because grandma is not here today?"

Gu Chao flicked his head on her forehead, "What are you thinking about?"

Wei Lan didn't speak, covered her head and giggled, thinking in her heart: If Gu Chao could treat her like this every time grandma was not at home, then she hoped... grandma would go out more often.

Gu Chao wiped her cheek carefully with a towel. When he saw that there was indeed no wound, his heart dropped, but he still couldn't help but ask: "What happened in the field today?"

"How do you know?" Wei Lan was curious and told her what happened in the morning in detail, "That basilisk is scary. Li Jiandang asked me to take it back, but I don't dare."

"The landlady is a venomous snake. In the past, Lebanese San in the team secretly dug sweet potatoes from the production team at night, and was bitten by the landlady snake. The hospital couldn't cure it. In the end, he couldn't get help from grandma, so the grandma came up with the idea to have Lebanese San killed. That toe was chopped off." Gu Chao washed the towel and hung it on the clothesline in the backyard.

Wei Lan always felt that the name Leisan was a bit familiar, but she didn't allow her to think too much. She was quickly attracted by the words in Gu Chao's words, "Why do you seek help from grandma? Does grandma know medicine?"

"Yeah." Gu Chao nodded lightly, rummaged around in the backyard, found two peach stones the size of his thumb, and then pulled out a cowhide cloth bag and sat next to Wei Lan.

Wei Lan stared at it for a long time before she saw clearly that there were seven large and small carving knives wrapped in the cloth bag.

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 (End of this chapter)