Although the wind wasn't cold this time of year, Gu Zhou's body was relatively weak. It wasn't suitable for him to be exposed to the wind for too long.
Chen Qing watched all of this with his mouth agape. His mouth was open wide enough to fit an egg.
In his lifetime, he had never expected to see Second Young Master acting like this with his own eyes.
If Second Young Master regained consciousness and recalled what had happened today, would he dig out Chen Qing's eyes in a rage?
Chen Qing felt a chill run down his spine, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.
Qiao Nian helped Gu Zhou into the house. When they were inside, Gu Zhou looked down at the shirt he was wearing and brought his sleeve to his nose. He instantly frowned in disdain. "Nian Nian, Zhou Zhou is stinky!"
Qiao Nian: ...
