I kept looking at it and didn't look away.
Gu Qingxu bent down and kissed her for a moment, and when he raised his head, she licked her lower lip.
It's completely animalistic, a straightforward and unpretentious seduction.
When the food was delivered, Zhuomian finally fulfilled some of his original mission of coming here.
She ate several mouthfuls before feeding Gu Qingxu.
Gu Qingxu said in a gentle voice: "Mianmian, can you feed me a little more?"
Xiaomian was curious: "Your right hand can't do that either?"
"I'm left-handed."
"Oh, left-handed people can't eat with their right hand."
Gu Qingxu thought she was going to be angry, but she picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of vegetables, and opened her mouth and said "ah" like taking care of a kindergarten child, asking him to open his mouth too.
He opened his mouth obediently.
Daytime sleep is like talking to a baby: "Baby really needs to be fed this way before he eats. He even said coquettishly that he can't eat because he is left-handed."
Gu Qingxu pursed his lips a little embarrassedly.
The two of them watched the play for a while, and Xiao Mian suddenly looked at the time: "It's half past eight, shouldn't you take a shower?"
Gu Qingxu also felt that it was about time.
He entered the bathroom and just took off his shirt when Zhuo Mian turned the doorknob. Gu Qingxu was so frightened that he quickly asked, "Mian Mian, isn't this a bit too fast?"
The daytime sleeper was bored outside and said, "Men can't say fast."
"Mianmian, can you please not come in?" he requested in a soft voice.
Xiao Mian didn't say anything. After a long while, he said, "Oh."
As long as she responded, Gu Qingxu felt relieved.
The bathroom door is made of frosted glass so you can't see inside, and steam will seep slightly to the other side of the frosted glass.
After a while, Gu Qingxu saw her write a treasure on the misty frosted glass.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Just writing.
After a while, the word "baby" became a little lighter under the new mist. She reached out and deepened a few strokes of "baby".
After a while, the baby's hood and ears disappeared.
The "person" in her character "贝" is written like an eight.
For a moment, there was only a "turtle" left on the glass
Gu Qingxu: "..."
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