The origin of the magic way of magpie stepping on the branch

Chapter 44 Tea Cake (3)

Taking another sip of tea, Gu Zhichuan said, "I don't have a name yet."

Donghuang Wujue bit the dim sum, savoring the meaning of this sentence, "There is no name yet", does this mean that this is Gu Zhichuan's own dim sum?

Following Gu Zhichuan's example, he took a sip of the honey water, which was refreshing, sweet but not greasy, Donghuang Wujue asked casually: "Then the girl who tasted this pastry for the first time, didn't she name the pastry? "

"Yes." Hearing that there was something in the thick words, Gu Zhichuan paused with his hand holding the teacup, then put the teacup down and looked at Donghuang Wujie with a smile.

Donghuang Wujue, who was completely unaware of Gu Zhichuan's actions, heard his answer, and his heart sank. He was not the first to eat this pastry.The original delicious pastry, it is not fragrant in an instant.

Putting back the pastry he just picked up, Donghuang Wujue said, "Really? That's quite a pity."

It was already a very obvious little loss, Gu Zhichuan suppressed a smile, picked up the pastry that Donghuang Wujue put back on the plate just now, and handed it to the little guy, "Yes, it's a pity. Then Miss Wujue, do you want to name it? , to avoid such a pity?"

The meaning of this sentence is...

You are the first one to eat!

Surprised at first, then delighted, Donghuang Wujue's fingers retracted inaudibly, and then took the pastry with some hesitation.

Somehow, the red cloud on my face came back again.

Donghuang Wujue took a small bite, his mind was in confusion, he was surprised, and he wanted to pretend not to care.The whole person was so happy that he wanted to jump a few times because of Gu Zhichuan's words.

It wasn't until Gu Zhichuan asked what name he wanted several times that Donghuang Wujue heard it.

"Ah?" Nervously clasping his palms with his fingernails, Donghuang Wu Jue said: "This cake is crispy on the outside and wrapped in tea fragrance, so it's called tea crisp cake. How about it?"

Gu Zhichuan said with a smile: "Since this cake is specially made for girls, any name is suitable for girls."

Made...for yourself?

That strange, unbearable heartbeat came again. Donghuang Wujue felt that his heartbeat was so loud that his eardrums could no longer bear it.

Eat snacks, drink tea, and chat from the outdoor stone table to the wooden table in the study.

By the time Donghuang Wujue came back to his senses, it was already late.

But I haven't settled into my residence yet. I will go back to clean up the house now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep until dawn.

Compared with Donghuang Wujue's embarrassed face, Gu Zhichuan was calm and made people think that he had premeditated.

"It's getting late, I think Miss Wujue's residence hasn't been cleaned up yet, why don't you stay here tonight?"

These words were like thunder in Donghuang Wujue's ears. She turned her head to look at Gu Zhichuan, and involuntarily took a step back, so that the back of her head was about to come into close contact with the door frame.

Gu Zhichuan's hand passed through her hair in time and gently protected her head.

Inevitably, Gu Zhichuan also took half a step forward, and the two of them were so close that Gu Zhichuan could even feel the rapidly rising body temperature of Donghuang Wujue through these thin layers of fabric.

"Miss Wu Jue, don't worry, there's another bedroom ready. Besides, if I'm up to no good, wouldn't the best time be right now?" As soon as the words fell, Gu Zhichuan leaned down, as if to prove his sentence "the best time" The time is now." His lips were getting closer and closer to Donghuang Wujue.

(End of this chapter)