Drifting Towards You

Su Jincheng dimmed the light of the desk lamp by a few minutes, took a thin blanket and placed it on Gu Zixi in his arms, and began to recite the story warmly.

Gu Zixi raised his head and blinked, then looked at him.

Su Jincheng ignored her and just told the story in a gentle voice.

The gentle and gentle voice of the man is particularly quiet in the night, with a reassuring power.

Gu Zixi was extraordinarily well-behaved, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier as she listened. Su Jincheng stopped slowly when she saw her gently closing her eyes, and looked down at the girl in her arms.

The girl's hair fell, and her fleshy face was white and tender, perhaps because of the heat, she was flushing slightly.

He was breathing evenly with the smell of milk on his body.

It looks like an exquisite porcelain doll, petite and fragile, and she looks like a carved out of a mold.

Gu Xiangsi opened the door gently, looked at Su Jincheng, pointed at Zixi and whispered, "Asleep?"

"Yep."

Su Jincheng hugged her back to the second bedroom, Gu Zixi's small hand was still holding the corner of the blanket.

When she was put on the bed lightly by him, she moved anxiously and whispered: "Dad..."

Su Jincheng covered her with a quilt and gently closed the bedroom door.

Seeing Gu Xiangsi standing at the door, he glanced at her and said lightly: "Come here."

Gu Xiangsi's heart was tight, and he followed him into the bedroom.

Just then Gu Xiangsi walked in, and when his arm hurt, he was pulled in.

The door was shut with a ‘bang’ and the lock was released.

Gu Xiangsi leaned his back against the door panel and swallowed.

Su Jincheng looked at her condescendingly, his eyes light and cold.

"What's the matter?" Gu Xiangsi said warmly.

"When are you going to lie to me?" Su Jincheng's thin lips lightly opened, and his voice was cold and not even warm.

Gu Xiangsi was stunned, a little dazed: "What?"

"Whose child is Zi Xi?" Su Jincheng's gaze was slightly cold, and he looked directly at her.

Gu Xiangsi's heart tightened, and his face paled a bit.

Did he know?

Seeing her silent, Su Jincheng squeezed her chin and lifted her face for a few minutes, with a touch of coldness.

Gu Xiangsi's heart trembled inexplicably, without making a sound.

Su Jincheng chuckled and pulled open her clothes with a big hand, pressed her cool fingers on the scar on her stomach, leaned closer, and whispered in her ear: "Acacia, you never turn on the lights when you are not wearing clothes. ."

The scar was firmly pressed under his hand, and Gu Xiangsi felt that his soul was trembling.

Su Jincheng slowly said: "Your first man is him?"

Gu Xiangsi was stunned, his voice a little obscure: "You mean Zheng Lingyu?"

Su Jincheng didn't say anything, but the answer was obvious.

Gu Xiangsi raised his eyes and looked at him seriously, and said softly, "Do you care?"

The strength in Su Jincheng's hand became heavier, and Gu Xiangsi was in pain.

He obviously didn't mean to joke, his eyes were cold, and he looked directly at her: "You don't need to care before, but after you can, you are not allowed to see him."

Gu Xiangsi took a look at his expression and said softly: "Are you jealous?"

Su Jincheng looked at her calmly, and slowly said, "Yes."

It seemed that he didn't expect that he would admit that Gu Xiangsi's heart was inexplicably joyful, and he whispered: "Why are you jealous, why are you so awkward, but it seems that this is the first time I have seen you jealous."

Su Jincheng's hand gently rubbed her cheek, and said slowly: "Acacia, it's not a good thing that I'm jealous."

Gu Xiangsi was stunned, but didn't react for a while.