Zhuomian thought he was boring and lowered his head to eat ramen.
Gu Qingxu was not hungry, so he just watched her eat. She ate in very small bites, probably because she was afraid of getting fat, so she always ate a little and then stopped.
Sure enough, after eating a few bites, he said he was full.
She felt dizzy after eating and leaned on Gu Qingxu's shoulder without saying a word.
Gu Qingxu let her lean on him, and she fell asleep unknowingly. When she woke up, she had been asleep for more than twenty minutes.
The lunch boxes and everything are put away and the garbage is in the trash can.
She sat up from her nap and saw Gu Qingxu leaning against the headboard looking at her.
He whispered, "Why are you awake?"
She said simply: "I didn't brush my teeth."
Zhumian slipped into the bathroom to brush his teeth, then quickly fled back to the warm bed and wrapped himself tightly in it: "Gu Qingxu, don't you think the quilt is a bit heavy?"
Gu Qingxu looked at the end of the bed. The bottom of the quilt was tucked into the mattress, and it was naturally heavy because it was stretched tight. However, her feet were at least half a meter away from the bottom when she was sleeping. She didn't notice it because the end of the bed was too far away.
He stood up, pulled out the quilt, and stuffed it under Xiaomin's feet.
After a comfortable nap, she turned over and looked at Gu Qingxu: "You seem to be a little obedient."
"I'm finally not disobedient anymore?" He raised his eyebrows.
Xiaomen lay down flat on his back and replied ruthlessly: "Progress is one percent."
Gu Qingxu lifted the quilt and lay down, feeling inexplicably nervous for a moment during his daytime sleep.
It's not that I'm afraid of what he might do, it's not that I'm shy.
It's because the sense of substitution is too strong, the sudden intimacy, and the close distance between them are clearly shortened. His role is boyfriend, husband, and the male role in the partner. She has never had such a role in her life, so she feels nervous.
Gu Qingxu brushed away the hair from her face: "Good night."
During the daytime nap, he would pull the quilt over him and curl up inside like a cat wrapped in cloth: "Why don't you call me puppy?"
He coaxed her kindly: "Good night, puppy."
His voice sounded intelligent and easy-going, neither impatient nor anxious, as if he remained calm even when huge waves crashed in front of him. It was low, elegant, and had a strong sense of age. He sounded like a man who wore an expensive suit, who could decide life and death in the business world with a single word, and who had become mature and tolerant after going through countless trials and tribulations.
Just by listening to his voice, I feel that he must be very rich, financially strong and of high status.
Calling him puppy makes me feel like I'm a little puppy being pampered and played with by him. Maybe he will even put a collar on the puppy.
Even when she closed her eyes and listened to him speak, she felt that he was skirting the line. She would not have had this feeling with anyone else.
Xiaomian deliberately responded to him shyly: "Good night, sugar daddy."
(Slang term, translated as sugar daddy, sugar daddy, refers to a successful man who has an improper relationship with a young woman and gives her money)
Gu Qingxu leaned against the headboard and looked at her, and couldn't help but find her bizarre ideas endearing.
When she woke up the next day, she was held in Gu Qingxu's arms. He hadn't opened his eyes yet, and his expression was peaceful.
I took a nap and used one of my free hands to touch my phone, and saw that it was already eleven o'clock.
She pushed Gu Qingxu awake.
Gu Qingxu opened his eyes hazily, and Zhou Meng reminded him: "You are late."
He hugged her and whispered in her ear: "I am innocent."
He stood still and held her in his arms.
Xiao Mian stretched out his foot to kick him, his voice unmoved: "I want to get up."
Gu Qingxu was kicked away by her, and he got up without mercy to brush his teeth and wash his face.
While she was combing her hair in front of the mirror, he went into the bathroom and unpacked his new toiletry set.
His short hair hangs down obediently, his freshness overshadows his maturity, like a freshman or sophomore boy who would go to the sports field to play basketball and sweat profusely.
Xiao Mian suddenly said, "I've always thought the name Yu Shen Wu Wu is a great one."
He casually unwrapped the plastic wrap of a disposable toothbrush: "What's so great about it?"
"Yu Shen Wu Su means to grant you innocence and restore your innocence. As a law firm, this name is very suitable, implying that we seek justice for people and clear their grievances."
Zhumian said slowly, "Many people who study journalism must have heard of this poem."
He said calmly and gently: "So our ideals are the same."
Although he didn't like sentimentality, he still lamented Yu Shen's innocent name: "And the word 'Gu' was used. Gu family, when I heard 'Yu Shen is innocent', I thought of the founder."
He put down his toothbrush and cup, fastened the belt of his bathrobe, and told her the whole story: "My mother gave me the name."
"Your mother is so cultured," she said, untying the knot of his bathrobe.
Gu Qingxu quickly pulled him back and said with a helpless smile: "You didn't keep your promise, so stop teasing me all the time."
Zhuomian gave him a hypocritical smile in the mirror, his teeth showing and his face wrinkled.
Watching him get dressed and change his clothes, Xiaomian suddenly said, "Will you come to the Venus performance in a week?"
Gu Qingxu said without hesitation: "Of course."
Zhuomian also knew that even if she didn't say it, he would definitely come. No matter what activities she participated in, he would always be there in person or with money.
"It's okay that you're here. This play might not be what you imagined."
"What's different about it?"
But Xiaomian didn't tell him: "It would be meaningless to tell him now."
During the time when Gu Qingxu lost contact with Zhou Mian, he would read Venus's script every night when he couldn't sleep. It was like a kind of gentleman's restrained self-abuse. He could clearly see the sweet scenes they would have, but he did not disturb them or complain.
For the first time, he said something very offensive: "Mianmian, can you tell me, do you like me? Or, would you rather choose me than Shiwang?"
Hearing this, Xiaomian said calmly: "Actually, my puppy is not afraid of strangers. It was originally a stray dog and is not afraid of people."
Gu Qingxu was puzzled as to why she suddenly mentioned puppy: "Huh?"
She took a slender lighter and lit the hotel's scented candle. The lighter clicked, and the shadow of the faint flame danced on her face:
"I came out specially to coax you."
Gu Qingxu was stunned for a moment, because he had never done anything like this before. His heart surged like a gentle and gentle wave:
"……Why?"
She acted as if nothing had happened: "You were unhappy during the day, so I called you out at night."
She released the lighter, the scent of the scented candle was elegant and refined, and her eyes were calm:
"I've never seen you so unhappy."
He couldn't help but call him: "Mianmian..."
She tilted her head slightly to look at him, the dancing shadow of the flames falling on her beautiful face. It was calm and composed, yet powerful and serene, with the certainty to resist any external influence.
"You are different from others to me. You are special."
His heart finally calmed down and he was no longer worried: "I understand."
He pressed the issue further: "When can I have a legitimate status?"
She responded without any sympathy: "I told you to wait until my husband dies. If you can't wait, you can do it yourself. It's so annoying."
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