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

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Chapter 32

sleep together?

sleep!

As soon as the words fell, Sang Yu felt that Gu Qingshi's body was visibly stiff. She thought that she had poked the other's sore spot when she just applied the medicine, so she quickly took back the cotton swab and lowered her head to the wound.

The warm breath gently brushed over the newly grown tender flesh, itching and hurting, Gu Qing subconsciously wanted to reach out to grab it, but when he looked down, he saw Sang Yu's pouty lips.

These days, after taking the medicine given by the old Chinese medicine doctor, plus the taboos when they were with Gu Qing, the two of them ate some soup and water, and their work and rest were slowly adjusting. Not only did Sang Yu's face look rosier than before, Even the lips are more rosy and tender than before.

Enchanting and charming.

Gu Qing twitched his hands uncomfortably, feeling that it wasn't the wound that was itching, but his heart.

As for what Sang Yu said just now, it must be his own desires at work, that's why he misunderstood.

Gu Qingshi took a deep breath, let his tense and stiff body relax, and tried to be as natural as possible, "Sang Yu, what did you just say?"

"Don't move, I'll be gentle." Sang Yu clenched her hand a little more, and carefully spread the medicine on the wound with the other hand.

Gu Qingshi looked at the fine sweat on the tip of her nose, and felt so soft in his heart.

Her Sangsang is liked by others when she has hands and feet.

He is also liked when he is absorbed in concentration.

However, there is nothing more likable than the way she is when you like her.

Sang Yu likes herself, she doesn't need to admit it, Gu Qingshi knows it too.

Like a person's appearance, hidden in every word and deed, hidden in every look, hidden in every expression...

Even with thousands of layers of masks, it can't be covered.

Because, that's what I like.

Can't help but like it.

"I just said, tonight I'll sleep with you and hold your other hand. Even if it's itchy at night, you can't scratch the wound." Finally, Sang Yu let out a soft breath after applying the medicine evenly. In his tone, there was a kind of joy that he was done.

Yes - sleep together.

It's not a misunderstanding, it's not a conjecture.

Gu Qingshi didn't know whether to be happy or worried, Sang Yu's tone of course did not contain the slightest hint of ambiguity or seduction. Although the other party admitted that he liked her beyond the bounds, more often than not, the other party still regarded her as a Treated like a same-sex friend.

The new meat that grows is not wrapped by the outer layer of dead skin, it is tender meat that can be broken by bullets. Sang Yu feels pain when she looks at it, and before Gu Qing can speak, she complains: "Look, such a bright red piece, How ugly it would be if there were scars, hey, how beautiful your hands are, if on this forearm..."

Halfway through the conversation, Sang Yu suddenly thought of something, and when she looked up at Gu Qing, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

When Sang Yu raised her head unexpectedly, Gu Qingshi didn't have time to look away from her face. When someone asked her, she felt guilty and embarrassed, but she still pretended to be nonchalant, turned her eyes away, and pulled two sheets of paper from the paper box on the coffee table. Pulling out a piece of paper, he wiped the sweat off her nose.

Perhaps the midsummer sun was so bright and hot that Sang Yu felt that Gu Qingshi, who was wiping her sweat, was so gentle that it was unbelievable. It made her heart feel like there was a gurgling spring singing, and there seemed to be thousands of butterflies dancing when a hundred flowers bloomed...

It turns out that liking someone is true——

There are streams, flowers, butterflies in the heart... there are thousands of beauties in the world.

As if it had been a long time, as if it was only a moment, Gu Qingshi withdrew his hand, looked at the dumbfounded Sang Yu, and smiled softly, "Probably, you look good."

Narcissism is one thing, but when someone else seriously praised herself, Sang Yu felt uncomfortable again, her face flushed instantly, her big eyes seemed to burst their sockets, and after a while, she stretched out again. Neck, stammering: "I, of course I look good."

Gu Qingshi nodded his chin to show his approval, but the smile on his brows was more teasing.

Sang Yu suddenly remembered another thing. When she looked at Gu Qing who had tidied herself up neatly from the bed, she looked back at herself, and said in a strange way: "You, don't look at me like this now, if I change into a Makeup or something, it looks good."

Gu Qing was taken aback, and Sang Yu thought she didn't believe it, "Really, I don't like makeup."

"I believe." He is really a person who can put gold on his face, Gu Qing suppressed a smile, and emphasized again, "You can look good without makeup."

Sang Yu raised her eyebrows, her brows were full of pride, if she didn't look good, Gu Qingshi wouldn't like her anymore.

Libra——face control.

Sang Yu didn't like to pay attention to constellations before, but after listening to Gu Qing nonchalantly saying that she is a Libra, she has been studying Libra these days.

According to her observations in the past few days, Gu Qingshi is a super face-controlling person. If the food looks bad, it is not a problem.

Yesterday, she had nothing to do, and on a whim, she sent her an emoticon pack of Uncle Benshan drinking bitter wine on WeChat in front of Gu Qingshi.

Gu Qingshi: "?"

She was too lazy to type, so she leaned in front of Gu Qingshi, "Don't you think this emoji is so magical? Share it with you."

"No, withdraw."

Most of the time when Gu Qing was expressionless, Sang Yu didn't hear that she was angry at first. Instead of withdrawing, she deliberately let the emoji flash across the screen.

Then—the message was sent, but it was rejected by the other party.

This is - Gu Qingshi blocked her!

She was suddenly dumbfounded, "Gu Qingshi, what do you mean?"

"Ugly. Hot eyes."

The disgust in the expression can be said to be shining brightly. It was the first time she heard the other party say these Internet terms in a serious manner. She was stunned for a long time before she blinked, "You, don't all emojis look like this..."

"Sorry, I'm a Libra, I can't accept it." Gu Qingshi didn't feel that he was doing something wrong at all.

It was the first time she saw someone who was blacked out because an emoji was too ugly. She wanted to laugh, but when she saw the obvious seriousness of the other person, she didn't dare, so she held back, "Okay, I I won’t send you ugly emoticons, just let me out.”

"Really, you're a Libra."

Gu Qingshi: "..."

Probably this matter really annoyed Gu Qingshi, and when they played games at night, she begged for nothing for a long time before Gu Qingshi added her back as a friend, and repeatedly emphasized: "Send me these emoticons again, I will Keep blocking you."

Thinking of this, Sang Yu couldn't help laughing, somehow felt that this aloof Miejue Shitai was actually quite cute, so she rolled her eyes and said, "Well, you're pretty too."

Gu Qingshi was noncommittal.

The lines of her face are not as soft as Sangyu's, but her facial features are very three-dimensional, and her temperament is colder. Her good looks are not the same as Sangyu's.

Looking at Sang Yu's crescent-like eyes, Gu Qingshi's depression caused by the ugly burn on his hand suddenly dissipated.

Sleeping in the same bed - Sang Yu treats her as a friend, and she treats him as a lover.

For Gu Qingshi's burn, Sang Yu felt sorry for herself, but also blamed herself. After all, she was the one who yelled to eat sugary glutinous rice cakes, and she was burned because she wanted to pull her.

Furthermore, knowing that the other party has such a perverted appearance control problem, Sang Yu is more concerned about the scar on his hand.

Therefore, Sang Yu really didn't have any other thoughts when he proposed to sleep together in the same bed.

However, it was different for Gu Qingshi who had other thoughts. From the moment the sun went down, his whole body began to lose his mind. He hid in the study room and stared at the computer for a long time. It was not until 11:30 that he struggled and walked out of the study room.

Sang Yu, a night owl, didn't remind her to go to bed early, and she could play on the sofa until three in the morning by herself.

"Sang Yu."

"Yeah." Sang Yu has long been used to Gu Qing chasing her to sleep, so she didn't remind her that she was still scrolling through Weibo by herself, and then checked the time with a quick answer. "I'm going to sleep after watching this video."

As he said that, he felt wrong again, "Did you take on a new job today? You didn't rush me to bed until 11:30."

Gu Qing gave a vague hum, and waited for her to finish watching the video.

After finishing watching the video, Sang Yu realized that Gu Qingshi was still on the side. He looked up at her, thinking that the other party was angry, and smiled sarcastically, "Then what, I finished watching, good night."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly got up from the sofa, put on his slippers indiscriminately, and quickly slipped into his room.

"Sang Yu." Seeing that Sang Yu was about to open the door of the guest bedroom, Gu Qingshi pursed his lips and called out to her.