"Gurgle—"
The silence was eventually broken.
Shen Beitang awkwardly touched her uncooperative stomach, thinking to herself, "I've eaten so much, how come you're still hungry?"
What was that sound?
Gu Zhun suppressed a laugh and asked the question knowingly.
"It's nothing, it's just the tone of my newly set text message."
Shen Beitang tightened his belt one more buckle, determined not to believe that it would still make a sound.
"Glug, glug glug—"
Unexpectedly, the tightened belt actually stimulated the stomach, which had been complaining, to launch an even stronger protest.
What would you like to eat?
Gu Zhun didn't look up, his face tense, as if he hadn't heard his stomach growling.
"I'm not hungry, it's a text message sent over the phone."
Shen Beitang picked up her phone, ready to confirm that what she said was true.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned, and the phone just happened to turn off...
"Egg and tomato noodles, or plain noodles?"
Can I add meat?
Because Shen Beitang is a meat lover, he subconsciously rejected the first two options.
But as soon as he said it, he regretted it; the slap in the face came so quickly.
...
Gu Zhun took off his coat and placed it on the back of the chair, then put his right hand in front of Shen Beitang.
"Help me roll up my sleeves."
"oh."
Shen Beitang rolled the paper very slowly, unlike the other boys' hands. Gu Zhun's arms were very white, as if he never basked in the sun.
When the sleeve was rolled up to the upper arm, Shen Beitang folded a small corner at the cuff to cleverly secure the sleeve.
"The left side will get dirty too, I'll roll it up for you."
As he spoke, Shen Beitang reached out to help him roll up his left sleeve, but Gu Zhun deliberately avoided her.
"Need not."
"It will be quick, and it won't interfere with your cooking."
Rolling one but not the other made Shen Beitang, who had a bit of OCD, very uncomfortable.
"Let me roll it up for you."
"I said, no!"
Gu Zhun's voice was loud, and he hid his exposed left arm behind his back.
This time, Shen Beitang did not insist, if she was not mistaken.
There appear to be three scars on Gu Zhun's left wrist. Judging from the color, they look quite old, but because the injuries were so severe, the scars look rather frightening.
After that, the two tacitly avoided mentioning the wound again.
One person quietly makes noodles, while the other quietly assists.
Gu Zhun really has a talent for cooking. The shredded pork was stir-fried until very tender, but it wasn't greasy at all, and the flavor of the green peppers was also brought out very well.
Shredded pork with green peppers is served as a topping on the noodles, making it refreshing and delicious.
Aren't you going to make Bai Ling a bowl?
Shen Beitang found it strange. Given Bai Ling's personality, how could she not come out and make her presence known when cooking such a big commotion?
"Ling'er is on a diet recently and doesn't like to eat meat."
Gu Zhun answered naturally, as if he had asked the other party beforehand.
"Really? I think she's actually gotten fatter."
Bai Ling has always been very conscious of her figure and likes to wear tight-fitting clothes, but lately she's been acting very strangely.
She always wears loose-fitting clothes, and her waist is no longer as slim as it used to be.
Gu Zhun: "Really? I didn't notice anything."
"Didn't you notice? Didn't you hug it?"
Shen Beitang herself didn't realize that when she mentioned that Gu Zhun might have had intimate contact with Bai Ling, her tone was sour.
Do I look like I have a lot of free time?
Gu Zhun finished the last bite of noodles with elegance, saying, "Hugging and cuddling anytime, anywhere is something only idle people do."
"hehe."
Shen Beitang chuckled dryly a few times and said in a low voice, "You must have been really free when you were hugging and cuddling me in front of Ding Yiang today."
Where will I sleep tonight?
Although the villa is large, there are only two bedrooms that can actually be used for sleeping.
One is a guest room on the first floor, and the other is a suite on the second floor.
Gu Zhun tapped the table with his finger, looking completely at ease.
"You? Of course you'll sleep with me."
"Do you think you're Emperor Mingde, needing two people to serve you? I can't play that game."
After finishing speaking, Shen Beitang got up, packed his things, and prepared to sleep in the guest room on the first floor.
"Explain yourself, what Emperor Mingde are you referring to?"
Gu Zhun held Shen Beitang's hand. "I've already cooked for her, so why are you being mean to me again?"
"You already have Bai Ling serving you tonight, and you still want me to sleep with you."
This isn't Anshi; there are no reporters following you around, and you don't need to put on an act with me, your fake fiancée.
Gu Zhun pursed his lips, holding back for a long time, but finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What does this have to do with Bai Ling?"
Gu Zhun retreated little by little, forcing her to the edge of the table until she had nowhere left to go.
"What did you mean by what you just said?"
Shen Beitang gripped the edge of the table tightly to steady herself. She could feel Gu Zhun watching her.
"I just don't want to be misunderstood, especially by Bai Ling."
Shen Beitang concealed the myriad emotions in her eyes before daring to look up and meet Gu Zhun's gaze.
"Is that so? Is that all?"
When Gu Zhun laughs, there's always a hint of mockery in his eyes, making you feel like you're just a plaything in his hands.
Shen Beitang closed his eyes, then opened them again, without a trace of emotion.
"certainly."
Gu Zhun used force to lift Shen Beitang onto the table, his hands holding her firmly at her sides.
He slowly lowered his head, sniffing her neck, his nose gently caressing her.
"Really? I smell a lie in your mouth, you disobedient child."
Whenever Gu Zhun approached, her shoulders would begin to tremble slightly.
“I’m not a child,” Shen Beitang said defiantly, her voice very soft.
Gu Zhun stared intently into her eyes and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips.
"You've confessed without being asked, you're such a kid. Do you want me to teach you how adults behave?"
Shen Beitang felt his heart was in his throat, about to jump out, but he quickly thought of a problem.
"Aren't you afraid Bai Ling will find out? She's in this house."
Shen Beitang herself is not afraid of Bai Ling; in fact, she secretly wishes Bai Ling would suffer.
But definitely not in this way.
Gu Zhun placed a kiss on her neck, his voice full of allure: "Don't worry, she's not here, so there's nothing to be afraid of."
"Get out of my way!"
Shen Beitang's eyes regained their clarity, his expression deep and indifferent.
"Because Bai Ling is not here, I was fortunate enough to be chosen by you to become a pastime at night."
"If she were here, would I have to keep watch outside for you all night, and then bring you water after you're done?"
Gu Zhun looked at the enraged little beast in front of him, wondering what he had said that had angered her.
"Shen Beitang, do we have to argue about this every time?"
Shen Beitang looked coldly at Gu Zhun: "I am a selfish person. Even if I don't like something, I don't want to share it with others."
"As long as you say you don't like Bai Ling, we won't have to argue anymore."
"I, I, I don't..."
Every time Gu Zhun tried to say those words, the familiar headache would start to strike again.
And this time it seemed more intense than usual, like someone was drilling into his head with an electric drill.
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