Chapter 91 You Are Awake!

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Although Uncle Wu has often helped his mother in recent years, and is one of the few people whose mother can be called a friend, Jian Ai has never heard of Uncle Wu's son, let alone seen him.

However, Jian Ai knew that Uncle Wu was widowed in his early years and raised a son alone to grow up. But then again, Uncle Wu's tofu shop is an old brand. He is very busy on weekdays. It stands to reason that Wu Beige, as a son, should come to help often, but Jian Ai has never seen him once for so many years. Liangzi delivers soy milk to her store every morning.

Thinking of Liangzi Jian Ai suddenly remembered what happened that morning, because she had never seen Uncle Wu's son, she mistook Liangzi who came to deliver soy milk as Wu Bi, and Liangzi replied at that time, "Uncle Wu's son is my elder brother".

When Jian Ai heard it, she thought Liangzi was humorous, saying that Uncle Wu's son was like a triad.

But now, looking at Wu Beige, who was lying on the sofa in front of him with injuries, Jian Ai's action of rubbing the medicine stopped subconsciously.

Really underworld?

Without thinking about it, Jian Ai put away her thoughts. At this time, it was already bright outside. Jian Ai put away the medicine box and went directly into the kitchen.

It was almost nine o'clock in the morning when Wu Bi woke up. In the middle, Jian Yu didn't feel relieved and went back again. Seeing that Wu Bi was sleeping soundly, he returned to the store again.

Jian Ai was sitting on the opposite sofa reading a book, and looked up as if she had noticed something. Seeing that Wu Bi was also squinting at her, Jian Ai hurriedly put the book on the coffee table, got up and walked forward: "Wu Bi Brother, are you awake, do you feel any discomfort?"

Wu Bi slept and regained some strength. He lightly curled his lips into a far-fetched smile, but didn't want to involve the wound, so he quickly retracted it, and said softly, "I'm fine."

Feeling that the wounds on his body have been disinfected in time, Wu Bicai said again: "Thank you."

Because of her feelings for Uncle Wu, Jian Ai has an innate sense of closeness to Wu Bi. She smiled lightly and said, "You're welcome, I made porridge for you, you can drink it."

When the words were over, Jian Ai turned around and walked quickly to the kitchen, and after a while, she brought out a bowl of white porridge, and Wu had already sat up from the sofa by the time they went to each other.

It seems that it is not as serious as she imagined, and Jian Ai is slightly relieved when she sees this.

"I don't know if you want to eat sweet, but I added some soft white sugar to add some sugar." Putting the white porridge on the coffee table, Jian Ai stirred it with a spoon to avoid it being too hot.

With a swollen face, Wu Bi looked at Jian Ai silently, this little girl who seemed to be fifteen years old, but her words and actions revealed a young and mature temperament.

This temperament should have conflicted with her age, but this is what Wu Bi was a little curious about, because all the actions that Jian Ai showed in front of him were very natural and revealed from the inside out.

Thinking of Aunt Mei's hardships when she was young, the so-called hardships polish people's hearts, it is estimated that this little sister has experienced a lot of hardships before she has to mature quickly.

Just as he was in a trance, Wu Bi's heart suddenly seemed to be stabbed by something, a innocent smiling face flashed through his mind, chasing after him and calling him brother...

If Wu Shuang is still alive, he should be as old as her.

"Brother Wu, hurry up! If it's not enough, there is still in the kitchen." Jian Ai pushed the porridge forward, looking at Wu Bi and said.

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