Chapter 62 Xu Zhaozhao, you're really bold.



A cool sensation came from my wrist.

This was the first time Xu Zhaozhao had ever truly felt the presence of these prayer beads; after all, most of the time, they were worn around her waist…

The sandalwood prayer beads, engraved with intricate patterns, exuded a pleasant woody fragrance, and the red tassel swayed gently beside her wrist.

Judging from the color of these beads, they are obviously very valuable.

Xu Zhaozhao quickly stepped back a little to avoid splashing oil fumes onto the beads.

Gu Qingyan pulled up the sleeves of his clothes, revealing his fair and slender forearms—Xu Zhaozhao had known for a long time that this guy was truly slim when dressed but muscular when undressed.

He raised his hand, and Xu Zhaozhao noticed that there was a cartoon pig printed in the middle of his apron.

It suits his image very well.

Xu Zhaozhao gently covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing out loud.

Gu Qingyan merely glanced at her without saying anything, boiled water, and put the noodles in.

Then, I took out a cutting board and knife, chopped some tomatoes, scallions, and garlic cloves, and added luncheon meat and eggs.

His knife skills were excellent; he cut neatly and slowly, with glistening water droplets scattered on the back of his hand—it was a visual treat, and Xu Zhaozhao was completely mesmerized.

After simmering for a while, a strong aroma of tomato soup filled the entire kitchen.

It smells really good.

Suddenly, Gu Qingyan turned his head and met her gaze. "Don't look at me like that."

It makes me want to kiss it.

Xu Zhaozhao knew exactly what this man was thinking, and grinned, showing her big teeth, "I didn't brush my teeth."

Gu Qingyan made a move to take a step forward, and Xu Zhaozhao was shocked and took several steps back.

"Go brush your teeth, breakfast is almost ready, you slob."

Realizing she had been tricked, Xu Zhaozhao glared at him fiercely.

You're clean, you're so clean!

But Xu Zhaozhao still happily went upstairs to wash up, because she couldn't stand it anymore.

My hair was a mess, and I rushed downstairs without even having time to wash my face.

After Xu Zhaozhao finished washing up, she found Gu Yulin sitting on the sofa, sulking and holding his tablet.

The aroma of tomato soup noodles was already wafting from the kitchen.

Xu Zhaozhao walked to the sofa, went over and nudged his little shoulder, "Yuyu..."

Gu Yulin turned slightly to the side and continued looking at the tablet in his hand—the tablet screen was not lit up.

"Fish, come have breakfast with Mom."

Xu Zhaozhao softened her voice.

After a long while, Gu Yulin turned his head back, looked at Xu Zhaozhao, and asked seriously, "Mom, is it because my cooking is bad? Why did you let him move in?"

Then, as if tacitly agreeing, Gu Yulin rested his chin on his hand and pondered, "Then I can sign up for a cooking class..."

Xu Zhaozhao: ...

"YuYu. This is what he owes us over the past four years, why won't we accept it?"

Xu Zhaozhao whispered into Gu Yulin's ear, "Getting a free nanny."

A free nanny who occasionally pays out of pocket.

"But he always hurts you..."

Gu Yulin's expression seemed to soften somewhat, but her small face was still full of reluctance.

"But we have our precious fish~"

Xu Zhaozhao pulled Gu Yulin into her arms, pressing her cheek against his.

"If he hurts me, Yu Yu will chase him away!"

Gu Yulin's blush quickly spread to her ears.

"Alright then," Gu Yulin agreed.

Xu Zhaozhao led him to the restaurant and they sat down. Two bowls of tomato soup noodles were steaming hot.

Gu Qingyan brought over chopsticks and handed them to Xu Zhaozhao, saying, "Eat."

As if only then noticing that Gu Yulin was with Xu Zhaozhao, he handed her another pair of chopsticks.

Then he sat down opposite Xu Zhaozhao.

Aren't you going to eat?

Xu Zhaozhao looked up and asked him in confusion.

"I've already eaten," he replied.

Xu Zhaozhao stopped being polite; she was genuinely hungry.

She was quite ladylike at first, but once the noodles cooled down, Xu Zhaozhao's image completely disappeared, and she started showing off her food with gusto.

Every now and then, the sound of Xu Zhaozhao slurping noodles could be heard.

Gu Yulin took the chopsticks he was given and ate his noodles in small bites.

She silently thought to herself: This man is actually a pretty good cook...

"Hiccup~"

After finishing all the noodles, Xu Zhaozhao even let out a burp.

Like Gu Yulin, Xu Zhaozhao had no hope for the young master Gu Qingyan's cooking skills, but she didn't expect that the noodles he made would be quite delicious.

After finishing her meal, Yu Yu was taken up to class by her teacher.

Gu Qingyan said he went to the study, but he was nowhere to be seen.

The study in the house has always been unused, and only Gu Qingyan uses it.

Xu Zhaozhao had no work scheduled today, so she was happy to have some free time. She turned on the TV and found a horror movie to watch.

"Wow, Sadako's hair is so smooth! Is she using Piaopiao brand shampoo?"

"The special effects makeup is pretty good; it almost scared me."

...

Xu Zhaozhao likes to mutter to herself when watching movies.

Watching horror movies during the day really doesn't create any atmosphere at all.

I took a sundae from the refrigerator and watched a horror movie while eating ice cream.

It's so great not having to go to work!

She had a sundae spoon dangling from her mouth, wore shorts, and her long legs were swinging back and forth on the tatami mat.

Just as she was engrossed in watching, Xu Zhaozhao subconsciously patted the person next to her, "I'm dying of laughter! Did you see that? Sadako's mistake was exposed; she turned into a burly man picking his toes! Hahahaha—"

Xu Zhaozhao's laughter suddenly stopped.

Mom, where did this person come from?!

Her heart stopped, and she turned her head sharply to her left. Only after seeing Gu Qingyan's indifferent face did Xu Zhaozhao's heartbeat resume.

"Holy crap, Gu Qingyan, you walk without making a sound? You're even scarier than Sadako."

Xu Zhaozhao patted her chest.

It's scary in broad daylight.

Gu Qingyan glanced at the horror movie playing on TV, then turned his gaze back to Xu Zhaozhao.

I need to go out for a bit.

The pair of well-defined hands were extended in front of Xu Zhaozhao, and she asked, "Where are my prayer beads?"

Oh, so you came here to ask for Buddhist prayer beads.

Xu Zhaozhao subconsciously touched her right wrist...

?

Why is it empty?

Xu Zhaozhao looked at her empty right wrist and blinked in disbelief.

Where are the beads? How could such a large string of beads just disappear?

"I'll go find it for you right away! It can't possibly be lost!"

When Xu Zhaozhao tried to get up on the tatami, Gu Qingyan pressed her back down.

"Don't move," he said calmly.

Xu Zhaozhao froze.

I don't move, I dare not move.

"Lower your head."

Xu Zhaozhao didn't understand, but she did as instructed.

She even closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling.

No, they're not going to hit me, are they?

If you lose your sight, your other senses will be amplified.

She noticed that Gu Qingyan's hand was on her newly tied-up hair.

Then...the strands of hair slowly unfurled.

Gu Qingyan removed the rubber band from her head—or rather, he removed the tangled Buddhist prayer beads.

When Xu Zhaozhao was eating ice cream, she found her hair in the way, so she used the Buddhist prayer beads on her right wrist as a rubber band to tie her hair.

"Xu Zhaozhao, you're really brave."

Gu Qingyan's emotionless voice fell from above Xu Zhaozhao's head.

Xu Zhaozhao herself realized it.

Suddenly, I remembered a comment I saw online not long ago:

The young master of the Gu family possesses unparalleled beauty and extraordinary demeanor, exuding a cool and elegant aura, like a celestial being descended to earth. He always holds a rosewood Buddhist rosary in his right hand, which no one is allowed to touch, as it must be a taboo of the gods.

This netizen was so talented and quirky that Xu Zhaozhao remembered him after just one glance.

In other words, Gu Qingyan was absolutely obsessed with this Buddhist jewel.

She actually used it to tie her hair?

Oh my!

Amitabha Buddha, my apologies, my apologies...

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