Talking about love and delivering food (gl) + special episode

Sang Yu, why did she tease her like this every time she made up her mind to push her away.

Unfortunately, she couldn't even refuse.

There are many dietary taboos for scalding, Sang Yu searched on Baidu while carrying Gu Qing on her back, and found that there were not many edible things.

She didn't let Gu Qing cook anymore, and when the meal was approaching, she didn't dare to order takeaway, for fear that the merchant would not see her remarks, and would add colored seasonings such as soy sauce to the dishes, so she went to the restaurant in person Packed a few vegetable soups back.

Sang Yu has been eating the rice made by Gu Qingshi recently, and his mouth has been spoiled. He is not used to eating the outside food at all, and there are some light vegetable soups that are not spicy. Move the chopsticks.

Gu Qingshi originally wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but seeing Sang Yu's disdainful expression, he somehow felt that she had been wronged, and put down his chopsticks accordingly.

"You don't think it tastes good, do you? I'll change to another one tomorrow." Sang Yu himself felt that it was one thing to taste bad. When he saw that Gu Qing didn't eat much, his expression was a little puffed up.

"I'm not used to eating outside, so I should make dinner myself."

Gu Qingshi is actually not picky about food, she just wanted to dispel Sang Yu's idea of ​​not letting her cook.

Without waiting for Sang Yu to speak, Gu Qingshi added: "If you are worried, you can help with washing and chopping vegetables, and I will be responsible for frying them."

Over the years, the delicacies in Sangyu's streets and alleys have been eaten countless times, but only in Gu Qingshi's place can you eat all kinds of nasty vegetables.

Sang Yu hesitated for a moment, then looked at Gu Qingshi's untouched rice, and agreed, "That's fine, I'll watch you from the sidelines then."

Seeing Sang Yu's cautious look, Gu Qing felt ashamed that there was a warm current rushing from the bottom of his heart to his limbs, and his whole body felt a little comfortable.

As the saying goes, a crying child gets candy.

She has been used to being independent and self-reliant since she was a child, and as time goes by, no one treats her like a young lady, and she even forgets that she also needs to be pampered.

Gu Qingshi suddenly regretted what she said about Sang Yu yesterday. Her Sang Sang is actually not someone who can only mess around.

Perhaps, her nonsense stems from the fact that that person is herself.

Because Sang Yu knew that she liked her, so he squandered the love of those who loved her without any scruples, that's all.

Whether those thorns erected on purpose, or those improvised walls of copper and iron—how can they stand up to Sangyu's tenderness?

"Sang Yu."

"Ok?"

"I didn't get angry with you yesterday, nor did I bother you."

"Um."

After a moment of silence, Sang Yu got up and packed the lunch boxes on the table, and when she walked out with her back to Gu Qing, she stopped again.

"Gu Qingshi."

"Ah."

"However, my sadness and my distress are all real."

"Ah."

It is precisely because she knows that the other party's distress is real, that's why she throws away her armor like this.

After clarifying the little estrangement in her heart with Gu Qingshi, Sang Yu's gloom dissipated. After lunch, she yawned non-stop and climbed onto the bed in the guest bedroom familiarly.

After Gu Qingshi waited for her to fall asleep, he went out to the barber shop to wash his hair.

Washing hair is too intimate, just thinking about it... If Sang Yu's white and tender fingers run through her hair, she doesn't know what the overwhelming pleasure will make her do.

Sang Yu knew that Gu Qingshi went to the barber shop to wash her hair behind her back, so she curled her lips. She was already lazy, and it was Gu Qingshi, so she said it out of nowhere.

After the nap time, Gu Qing had no time to be idle. Recently, he was taking photos and retouching the street photos taken during his last business trip. Sang Yu had nothing to do, so he just took a notebook and wrote the outline for the next new article.

If there was no excuse, she would start a new article in May, but after this incident, the outline she made earlier lost all the spirit of the previous one, so she simply re-worked the outline.

Over the years, Sang Yu's works are all about romance, except four years ago, in order to comfort a reader, she posted a GL-oriented short story of about [-] words on Weibo.

At that time, GL novels were not yet popular. When she posted this story on Weibo, many readers felt disgusted and wanted to get rid of her fans. Zhao Feifei also called her out for this.

But in recent years, with the spread and development of corrupt culture, Bala Literature Plus is no longer the leader in romance, and stories of the same sex have also divided half of the traffic.

In the past few years, readers who have joined the rotten sect have been encouraging Sang Yu to write Danmei. It is ridiculous to say that, in order to give back to the readers, the outline she made before was a BL article. She even wanted to put this article in the Bala literature online, for all readers to read for free.

It's a pity that the iron-clad Sangsang strikes, the flowing readers.

Sang Yu has been writing for so many years, and this is the first time that she hasn't written anything for almost three months in a row. Several things in her mind have been abandoned halfway, and it is difficult to write.

"Why aren't the lights on?" When Gu Qingshi came out of the study, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, the setting sun shone into the living room, the orange light was not bright, but it looked a little dark.

As soon as the light was turned on, Sang Yu squinted her eyes subconsciously, and when she got used to the light, she raised her head from the phone screen and looked up at her, "Gu Qingshi, do you really not know Sang Sang is coming?" ?”

The author has something to say: I was traveling before, and I couldn’t turn on the computer to thank the babies who confessed to me, so this reply to your confession letter is a bit long.

A storyteller is lonely, and one who is not listening is even lonelier.If you like my story and listen to me patiently, it is really a great support and encouragement to me.

This story is not long, it can be regarded as the one I have written with the most care, no matter whether it is a long story or a short story, over the years, because I love Gu Qingshi very much, just like I feel sorry for the self who was in constant panic when I was in love, and I can’t love it And the painful self.

However, I guarantee that the ending of the story will give everyone a happy ending.

Chapter 30

Gu Qing was surprised, and immediately looked away from Sang Yu, "I don't know."

Sang Yu clenched her phone tightly, still looking up at her, "Then you..."

"What's wrong?" Gu Qingshi looked at her again.

Sang Yu smiled stiffly. When Gu Qingshi looked at people with his Danfeng eyes, it always made people's heart tremble. She turned her head away, and suddenly she was not curious.

Gu Qingshi raised his chin, then walked towards the kitchen, "Dinner is ready."

Sang Yu nodded, but didn't follow in time, but still looked down at the phone screen.

The short story about GL from four years ago, although Zhao Feifei used both soft and hard tactics, she did not delete it, and only set the permissions two days after it was posted, so that outsiders could not see it.

At that time, she didn't have so many fans on Weibo, and she only accumulated more than 500 comments after two days of posting.

There are more than 500 comments, which is actually not difficult to find.

——There is no reason for the origin, no root for the pursuit, that is love.

Sang Yu looked at this comment, finally chuckled and quit Weibo.

She came here on a whim to read the short stories she wrote back then, and it was just a coincidence to read the comments.

Since Gu Qingshi said he didn't know him, he didn't know him.

Sang Yu is a real imbecile in life. For such a simple task as choosing vegetables, washing vegetables and chopping vegetables, she can still be in a hurry. The green beans are broken into different lengths, and the beans are cut in a mess, not to mention the meat slices.

If it were someone else, Gu Qingshi's slightly hairy obsessive-compulsive disorder would definitely make others feel ashamed, but facing the person in front of her who was sweating from the tip of his nose and focused on helping her, she could do nothing but Feel a little powerless, and some want to laugh.

Thanks to Gu Qingshi's good cooking skills, although the dinner was not good in appearance, the taste was not too bad. Sang Yu didn't eat at noon, and the rice with beans was delicious, but Gu Qingshi still didn't move his chopsticks much.

"Why don't you eat?" Sang Yu had reached the second bowl of rice, and Gu Qingshi hadn't touched much from the first bowl.

Gu Qing glanced at the two dishes on the table in distaste, a little speechless, "Sang Yu, I'm Libra."

"Aha?" Sang Yu asked in a daze, subconsciously, "What does this have to do with your zodiac sign?"

Gu Qing was a little embarrassed, and quickly lowered his head and stuffed a mouthful of white rice, "Eat it, I'll make some porridge later, for supper at night."

Sang Yu was confused by her endless words. After eating, she took the initiative to help clean up the table. Although she hated washing dishes, when she saw Gu Qing's hand, which was already big and outrageously blistered, , and quickly snatched the job of washing dishes.

Gu Qingshi was not used to being taken care of as a delicate girl, but every time she saw Sang Yu's clumsy appearance, her heart felt like a butterfly flew out of her heart.

Since the Dragon Boat Festival in Hecheng, the temperature has been increasing day by day. In the past two days, it has reached 37°C. Even drying clothes on the balcony will make you sweat.