"Young Master, Miss Qin will be on time next time."
In the end, Uncle Chen appeared and came to the rescue.
"Apologize."
Gu Yanqing took the cake and pointed to her cheek.
Uncle Chen smiled but said nothing, turned and went into the house, leaving Zi Xi completely bewildered.
"Then, I'm sorry?"
Zi Xi offered a tentative apology.
Surely you can't expect her to pinch his cheek as an apology, can you?
Gu Yanqing rarely pursed his lips, but stepped forward and pressed his cold lips against Zi Xi's cheek.
"???"
Zi Xi looked at him in disbelief and suddenly covered her cheek.
What is this child doing?
"They all do it this way, so I want to do it too."
Gu Yanqing gave an explanation.
Zi Xi responded with an "oh" as if she understood.
There was only Uncle Chen in the courtyard, and no one else was seen. So only Gu's parents had done this before, so this was a case of following someone else's example.
From that day on, Zixi would always leave home early.
Perhaps it was because of her keeping her promise that Gu Yanqing's eyes sparkled with joy when she opened the door.
The gifts Gu Yanqing gave her were varied, including a limited edition fountain pen with the initials of her name engraved on it.
"I'm so glad you were on time."
His tone was almost lighthearted.
Zi Xi held the pen, her heart filled with complex emotions.
To be honest, the pen is very pretty, but she doesn't seem to have any real need to use it.
Then put it in the cabinet and return it to Madam Gu later.
Zi Xi took the pen, and Gu Yanqing gestured for her to follow him to the art studio.
She sat down in the designated chair with practiced ease, adjusting herself into a comfortable position.
Gu Yanqing seemed unusually focused today.
He stood in front of the easel, his gaze lingering on her face.
Half an hour later, he stopped writing, but frowned.
"wrong."
He spoke in a low voice, his tone clearly showing dissatisfaction.
"What's wrong?"
Zi Xi was puzzled.
"I want to draw a smile."
He pointed to the canvas, then to her.
Zi Xi flashed a Mona Lisa smile.
"wrong."
Gu Yanqing shook her head.
"You laugh when you see short videos."
"Her eyes look beautiful when they curve together; I want to draw them."
Gu Yanqing gestured as if holding a phone.
Zi Xi was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was referring to the smile that involuntarily appeared on her face when she saw those cute cat short videos while scrolling through videos.
But how can one laugh as one pleases?
"Ah, that..."
"Let me see if I can find a similar video to recall how I felt back then..."
Zi Xi subconsciously reached into her pocket for her phone.
But before she could finish speaking, Gu Yanqing had already walked up to her.
He leaned down, placing his hands on either side of the armchair, trapping her between the seat and his own shadow.
Then, under Zi Xi's shocked gaze, the boy, who was 1.9 meters tall but had delicate features, tilted his head slightly, parted his thin lips, and let out a "meow".
Although the meow was stiff and clumsy, it formed a stark contrast with his delicate features.
The tone was flat, lacking the soft, melodious quality of a cat's meow; it sounded more like the recitation of two single words.
Zi Xi's eyes widened, and she didn't react for a moment.
Seeing that she didn't react, Gu Yanqing frowned even more. After thinking for a moment, he tried another way of calling her: "Meow."
This time there were some ups and downs, but it was still very funny.
Zi Xi finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She laughed so hard her shoulders shook, and tears even welled up in her eyes.
The contrast between the tall, handsome boy earnestly imitating a cat's meow is truly striking.
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