Chapter 143 Why Don’t You Praise Me
"However……"
"If I'm so angry over a tiny thing, I have to seal your mouth with a kiss to stop you from leaking the secret."
"Is that longing look of yours suggesting that I should kiss you right now?"
Their eyes met, and they were so close that every breath they took brushed the other's face.
Gu Yuexuan stared at the face that was magnified several times, pressed one hand lightly on the bed, and slowly moved backwards.
After pulling away from you at a safe distance, she blinked with a troubled look and said in a complicated tone, "Forget it. I've decided not to witness your casual demeanor."
It is human nature and curiosity is hard to suppress.
But there is no need to pay any price for mere curiosity.
That's really not worth it.
Tu Subo seemed to feel quite regretful about her sudden retreat. He sighed softly and said mischievously, "Xuanxuan, if you miss this opportunity, there won't be a second one. Are you really not going to find out?"
Gu Yuexuan was so angry that she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him: "Those are just two old clothes you hid. What's there to see?"
"Do you think I'm as easily deceived as Tu Suminyang?"
Tu Subo couldn't help laughing, and stopped joking after a light cough. Gu Yuexuan shifted her attention and her eyes fell on the small box in her hand.
"What secrets are hidden in this box?"
"Wouldn't it be clear if we opened it?"
"Huh, why are you being so mysterious?"
Countless guesses flashed through Gu Yuexuan's mind, but when she opened the box and saw the items inside, her heart seemed to be hit hard by an invisible hand.
She took a deep breath, even rubbed her eyes, and asked in surprise: "Where did you get this?!"
Tu Subo was amused by her unbelievable tone. He leaned back weakly and lay directly on her legs. He closed his eyes and said lazily, "This was specially sent by Pei Ziyue from Kyoto."
"Isn't your brother currently studying at the Pei family? Your mother's letters and his academic progress can be delivered through the Pei family's channels, which is much faster than finding a courier on their own."
More importantly, this method is more secretive and secure and not easily detected.
Aunt Xiao lives deep in the inner courtyard of the Gu family. Her living conditions are even worse than those of a favored servant. It is extremely difficult for her to go out once, and it is even more difficult for her to convey anything to Gu Yuexuan.
Aunt Xiao was punished for her illness before because her act of secretly sending gifts was discovered. However, Tu Subo did not want her to know this.
He simply said slowly, "Although Pei Ziyue's abilities are limited, he does know some special channels. From now on, every two months, someone from the Pei family who passes by here can help you keep in touch with your mother."
"Xuanxuan, you don't need to worry about them anymore."
In that exquisite box, there lay quietly a letter written by Aunt Xiao herself, and in the envelope there was even a calligraphy work copied by her brother himself.
The five-year-old child has just started to learn calligraphy, and the strokes he made seem a little immature. However, every stroke reveals his patience and concentration. Although the handwriting is young, it is extremely serious.
Aunt Xiao's words were filled with comforting good news.
Every word and sentence did not express concern explicitly, but deep worry flowed between the handwriting.
Gu Yuexuan read it carefully over and over again, and when she savored it word by word for the third time, it finally aroused Tu Subo's dissatisfaction.
He reached out and gently pushed aside the letter that was blocking Gu Yuexuan's eyes. His slightly narrowed eyes flashed with tiny glints of light: "Xuanxuan, are you satisfied with my handling of this matter? Don't you intend to give me a little praise?"
Gu Yuexuan suppressed the sobs rising in her throat, lowered her eyes, avoided Tu Subo's deep gaze, and pretended to be indifferent and said, "Didn't you only deliver one letter to the Pei family? Did you anticipate all this at the time?"
"If you don't say more, wouldn't it be unfair to me to spend five taels of silver to communicate with Pei Ziyue?"
The unrestrained young man who spent money like water in the gambling house has disappeared without a trace, replaced by a miserly man who likes to keep his money. When he thought of the expenditure of five taels of silver, he couldn't help but curl his lips slightly in pain.
"It's just that the distance is long, and the round trip for information takes at least two months, and at most three months, but it's better than nothing."
"But..."
His tone turned to a persistent question: "Are you really not going to consider praising me?"
"Xuanxuan, Tu Su Minxu only picked two leaves to feed the chickens, and you praised him for a full quarter of an hour; Tu Su Minyang carried two pieces of firewood, and you praised him for almost half an hour. As for me..."
"So do you think you are the three-year-old Tu Su Minxu or the eight-year-old Tu Su Minyang?"
Gu Yuexuan gently pushed his face back and said with a smile: "You are already twenty."
"Tu Subo, a twenty-year-old is already an adult."
As a mature person, how can you have the nerve to compare yourself with two little kids?
Tu Subo did not feel embarrassed at all.
He confidently held Gu Yuexuan's little finger, his expression a little lonely: "I know that I am old, old and ugly, and no longer as glorious as those young and lovely ones. Naturally, I can't compare to them. I think too highly of myself and I am unwilling to accept it."
"Alas, I'm not as likable as them. Blame me for being sentimental."
At first glance, the words seemed like just a simple sigh, but upon closer inspection, one discovered that each word was permeated with a hidden sourness, as if pickled with dissatisfaction. No matter which part of it one took, it was pungent to the nose.
"Has the thousand-year-old Biluochun turned into a monster?"
A few black lines quietly slid down Gu Yuexuan's forehead, and her inner helplessness was beyond words.
She tried her best to suppress the involuntary twitching of her lips and looked down. Tu Subo's clear, innocent eyes met hers. Her heart was filled with complex emotions that were difficult to describe. She could only say with a wry smile, "How can you say that?"
Is this kind of rhetoric too appropriate for this moment?
Tu Subo blinked and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with me?"
"I'm just not as favored as them, otherwise why would they only praise them and ignore me?"
"you……"
"Why don't you praise me?"
Tu Subo made a few ambiguous humming sounds from his throat, and regardless of his tall and burly body, he twisted his waist and leaned gently towards Gu Yuexuan's open chest.
"Xuanxuan, this is too unfair."
As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Gu Yuexuan's waist with one hand, buried his face in her soft neck, and continued to rub it gently: "What's wrong with praising me?"
"If you really find it difficult to say it, then you can kiss me. I'm so easy to please and I'm never picky!"
Gu Yuexuan was pushed against the wall by his pig-like movements, and she almost couldn't breathe from laughing.
She hurriedly pushed Tu Subo's restless head away, took a deep breath through tears of laughter, and said, "Alright, alright, I give up!"
"I really give up!"
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