No way, it's just a little twist? Does the butler have such poor self-control? Tsk, tsk, tsk tsk.
The wick hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation.
He didn't even think about why Gu Han would react to him.
I still really want to eat fried skewers, but the housekeeper won't buy them for me. I want to buy them myself, but I don't know how. I searched online and found that there are food delivery apps.
With a quick glance, he downloaded the app, registered, searched for fried skewers, and ordered all the delicious options. When it came time to pay, he was prompted to link his bank card or use another payment method.
I logged in using WeChat and made the payment quickly.
He used location services to find the address.
The food street wasn't far from them. When the takeout arrived, Gu Han was still in the bathroom. Deng Xin thought he had diarrhea, so she didn't call him. He had ordered over a thousand yuan worth of food, which came in two large bags.
I took the things out of the bag, my hands were all oily, I made a disgusted sound, took a tissue to wipe them, found disposable gloves in the bag, put them on and opened the foil.
The presentation was superb; the vendor sprinkled chopped green onions on top, making it even more appealing.
I grabbed a skewer and popped it into my mouth. The first time I ate it, I wasn't used to the taste, but after a couple more, my mouth got numb from the spiciness, and it wasn't so bad anymore. It was so delicious, I kept eating it one bite after another.
Gu Han smelled a charcoal grilling smell in the bathroom.
I washed my face before going out.
His long, pale hands were still wet.
The house is smaller than a manor villa. As soon as you open the bathroom door, you can see the dining table a little further away. Unfinished buns are placed in the far right corner, and on the table are rows of... barbecue!
Gu Han's brows furrowed instantly.
He practically ran to the wooden table.
They snatched the slip of paper from the boy's hand.
Don't let him eat anymore.
He warned sternly, "You've already eaten a lot of mixed foods today, you can't eat this!"
The little lampwick was panting from the spiciness, and her eyes were red. She was beautiful, but also scary. At least Gu Han's scalp was tingling at the moment. His pampered stomach was definitely going to have a stomachache from eating barbecue that night.
If I don't keep an eye on them for even a minute, they'll eat whatever they want.
He took the skewer, and Dengxin, wearing gloves, went to the transparent box to get shrimp to eat. Gu Han's face darkened, and he continued to stop him.
Nan Yu wanted to struggle, but there was no point in struggling anymore; she smiled through her tears.
"You're eating well, housekeeper. You should eat too. I saved the buns for you, so have some."
Gu Han gripped his hand tighter, a look of worry flashing in his eyes behind his glasses. If warnings didn't work, he'd try a softer approach, his voice softening:
"Listen to me, don't eat anymore, it will hurt your stomach."
Lampwick: "It doesn't hurt. I haven't eaten much yet. Let go. There's so much anyway. I won't stop you if you want to eat more."
Gu Han's face darkened. He stopped him because he wanted to eat it?
"You really want to eat it?"
"We've already ordered, and it's delicious. You should try some, butler. I'll peel the shrimp for you." He tried to pull his hand away, but couldn't. He didn't want to argue with Gu Han, so he just smiled ingratiatingly.
With his mouth greasy from eating, Gu Han squinted.
"Does young master wish to go home?"
Upon hearing this, Dengxin stood at attention and glared at Gu Han with a defiant look.
"Why do you always threaten people with this? You stinking housekeeper, it's a week, don't even think about going back on your word! Otherwise, I'll harass you like my brother did, not only verbally, but also drug you, making you cry and beg for mercy under me! Let's see if you dare to do it again!"
Gu Han: "..."
Seeing that the other party had no rebuttal, Dengxin's aura immediately rose. He clenched his fist and said, "Speechless now? If you have nothing to say, then let me go right now! Otherwise, you'll be sorry when we get back!"
People can be so angry they laugh when they're speechless.
"Your stomach will hurt if you eat it, don't cry tonight."
"Whoever cries is a little dog!"
Gu Han laughed and released his grip on the boy's hand, letting him eat.
Dengxin pursed his lips and started eating. He had bought too much. He had just eaten six steamed buns. After Gu Han let go, he ate a box of lobsters, two crabs, four scallops, and some kebabs. He let out a burp. The table was a mess, and there was still a lot left.
Enraged by him, Gu Han took the steamed buns to the second-floor balcony to bask in the moonlight.
The boy washed his hands, his clothes reeking of barbecue. He wanted to take a shower, but decided to go find Gu Han first. Seeing the butler sitting in a rocking chair with his eyes closed, he went over and said:
"I'm stuffed."
Gu Han glanced at him, then quickly closed her eyes again.
Dengxin pouted. "What's wrong? It's just two skewers of grilled meat. Why are you giving me that attitude? You're such an unpleasant butler."
“I’m full.” He repeated.
Gu Han: "Mm."
"The trash hasn't been cleaned up."
"Um."
"You tidy up, I'm going to take a shower."
Deng Xin spoke softly, sounding like he had a good temper, which was completely different from when he threatened to withhold barbecue from him. But then he realized that Nan Yu was speaking nicely so that he would clean up the trash, and his mood became particularly gloomy.
The boy went downstairs to find clothes to take a shower.
Gu Han sat upstairs for a while before going downstairs to collect all the trash, throw away the unfinished barbecue, and open the doors and windows to ventilate and dissipate the smell.
After thinking about it, I realized that I had mung beans among the ingredients I bought today.
I made mung bean soup in advance.
The lamp wick came out wearing pajamas.
Wearing a common autumn style of long pants and a long shirt, her hair was only towel-dried and not blow-dried, with it half-wet and hanging on her forehead. Her small face was delicate and pretty. She didn't go upstairs but went straight to the bedroom on the first floor.
He didn't dare to sleep upstairs alone at noon.
Not to mention at night.
Gu Han had finished washing up and was leaning against the bed reading a book when he saw Nan Yu come in. He paused in his page-turning. Because Nan Yu had lost control several times today, he couldn't get any closer. He got out of bed and gave his spot to the boy, while he slept on the floor.
The burning sensation in my stomach came on while I was taking a shower.
There was a little disturbance.
It made him feel very uncomfortable.
He didn't intend to seek comfort from Gu Han, but seeing that Gu Han was both physically and mentally unwell after he stepped down, he sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at the busy figure, and softly called out:
"housekeeper."
Gu Han forced a calm response and hummed in agreement.
Are you declaring war on me?
"Young Master is overthinking things. Go to sleep." Remembering the barbecue he ate that evening, he asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
She could keep quiet if she didn't ask, but once she did, she felt wronged. Plus, her stomach was churning more and more violently. In a moment of impulse, she kicked off her slippers and crawled onto the floor. Gu Han sat up abruptly, wanting to get away.
The lamp wick got angry: "Gu Han!"
The man paused.
Little Lampwick felt wronged and wanted to be assertive, but the voice that came out was weak, even a little choked up: "Just because I don't listen to you, you're going to avoid me?"
Gu Han: "No."
"Of course I am! You must think I'm hard to manage." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she raised her arm to wipe them away and stubbornly said, "Book a plane ticket, I'm going home, that way you won't have to worry about me."
Regardless of whether the young master was using reverse psychology, Gu Han couldn't bear it anymore.
He carried the person to the bed, lay down next to him, and said in a slightly low and hoarse voice, "It's agreed to be seven days, there won't be any last-minute changes, go to sleep." After thinking for a moment, he added, "They're not difficult to take care of."
The housekeeper gave in, and the lamp wick naturally quieted down.
His stomach hurt, and although he didn't tell Gu Han, he tossed and turned in bed. Gu Han noticed something was wrong, pulled him into his arms, and asked:
"Does your stomach hurt?"
The wick stubbornly insisted, "It doesn't hurt."
Gu Han lifted the covers to get out of bed, but the boy grabbed him. Nan Yu was wary, thinking the man wanted to leave, and pouted uncomfortably: "What? I'm not making a fuss."
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