The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1086

Chapter 1086: 525 A Family Reunion (Second Update)

Didn’t you say there were five kills to watch for injuries?

Gu Jiao’s eyes widened as she shook her head vigorously in his embrace: "No, no! Definitely not!"

Falling ill doesn’t count as being injured!

She didn’t lose a single hair!

Xiao Hen felt the fuzzy head in his arms moving around, tickling his chest. Taking a deep breath, he held Gu Jiao’s shoulders and made her sit up straight.

He then looked into her eyes without blinking, "You really didn’t get hurt?"

Gu Jiao faced his gaze with candor, "I really didn’t get hurt!"

She would never admit that she had nearly died several times, had turned into a small ice sculpture on the tundra, and had suffered a serious illness.

Did Xiao Hen not understand her?

Even if the sky were pierced with a hole, she would never show a trace of guilt.

But she had changed the subject too quickly just now. It was impossible that nothing had happened on the border.

Xiao Hen directly asked, "Where are you hurt?" Xiao Hen asked.

Gu Jiao would not fall for his trap, "Nowhere is hurt!"

Guess if you can that I almost froze into a tiny ice sculpture! Or almost died from a small disease!

How could anyone guess that?

If she hadn’t experienced it herself, even Gu Jiao wouldn’t have guessed it.

Seeing that he still didn’t believe her, Gu Jiao spread her arms, leaned back against the chair, and played her trump card: "Then why don’t you check?"

Xiao Hen: "..."

Xiao Hen looked at her deeply, then suddenly, he rose from his own chair and leaned over her.

With one hand on the armrest, his tall figure loomed over her, and with the other hand, he gently clasped her soft waist, with a hint of masculine danger, "Are you sure you want me to check, Jiaojiao?"

That call of Jiaojiao made Gu Jiao’s ears melt.

She looked at his handsome face so close to her, feeling the heat of his breath. The warmth from his palm spread through her clothes to her waist, which felt as if it caught fire in an instant.

He wasn’t using much force, yet it was his domineering yet restrained manner that was truly hard to resist.

Gu Jiao blinked and suddenly reached out to wrap her arms around his muscular waist.

He inhaled sharply, "Jiaojiao..."

Gu Jiao said softly, "Jiaojiao wants it."

"What do you want?" His voice was husky as he asked.

Gu Jiao hugged his waist tightly, using the strength of her arms to slightly lift herself up, her breath almost mingling with his.

Xiao Hen’s hand clasping her waist tightened as he hugged her soft body. His arms supported her back, and his palm cradled the back of her head, careful not to let her bear any weight.

"What does Jiaojiao want?"

"Why aren’t you speaking?"

"Are you shy?"

Xiao Hen didn’t get an answer from Gu Jiao. When he gently lifted his head to check, he saw that Gu Jiao had already fallen asleep in his arms and palm.

Xiao Hen: "..."

Gu Jiao was indeed exhausted. It goes without saying how difficult it was to cross the snowy mountains. After coming out of the mountain, she had traveled day and night nonstop. At each post station, she would change for the strongest horse. But while horses can be changed, the rider cannot.

She hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for many days.

Xiao Hen gently picked her up and carefully placed her on the bedchamber.

Actually, she was so utterly exhausted that nothing would wake her up, yet Xiao Hen still moved softly and gently.

Xiao Hen removed her shoes and outerwear, took off her hairband, pulled over the quilt to cover her.

He tucked in every corner of the blanket, wrapping her tiny body up snugly. Then he looked at her with moved eyes, bent down, and gently kissed her forehead.

...

At dawn, Xiaoshun woke up as usual. The dreadful brother-in-law was not there, which was nothing surprising, as he typically woke up earlier than Xiaoshun.

Today is New Year’s Eve.

It’s a pity Jiaojiao hasn’t come back; he’s so spiritless that he can’t even be bothered to wear his new clothes.

He sluggishly put on an old set of clothes and trudged outside, head drooping.

It was his habit to first wander around Gu Jiao’s room and then go wash up.

He entered her room like a soulless little puppet, dull-wittedly spun around by the bed, turned, and left.

In the backyard, he picked up the horsetail toothbrush and started brushing. While brushing, his slow mind suddenly flickered with an image.

There was someone on the bed!

Jiaojiao!

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Xiaoshun immediately turned around, dropping his cup and toothbrush, and scurried toward Gu Jiao’s east room!

At this moment at the door of the east room, the Yao family, Gu Yan, and Gu Xiaoshun also arrived.