Gu Pan Lanling

As soon as he returned to Mo Garden, Gu Zimo guarded Gao Changgong like a thief.

In the carriage, although he was dazed to hear Gao Changgong's words, he still felt uneasy when he was stared at by those scorching eyes like looking at prey.

"Master Zimo, dinner is ready..."

Gao Wen's voice sounded outside the door.

Gu Zimo timidly pulled the door bolt open, poked his head out, "Dinner will be brought to my room, I won't go to the dining room."

In short, don't meet Gao Changgong.

"Well, this king also means the same."

It was Gao Changgong's voice that answered him.

Gu Zimo subconsciously closed the door, but it was still too late.

Before he could react, Gao Changgong swaggered into his room with a tray in his hand.

"Young Master and Your Highness, please take it easy, I'm taking my leave..."

"Ah, Manager Gao, don't go..."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after hearing Gu Zimo's voice, Gao Wen not only didn't stop, but his steps became faster.

"Come here and eat."

Gao Changgong was already sitting at the table, beckoning to him lightly.

Gu Zimo stood at the door with a gloomy face, motionless, his alert eyes only stared at Gao Changgong, "You, you are so late, what are you doing here!"

"What did you say?"

Gao Changgong glanced at Gu Zimo, pointed to the crispy salted chicken on the plate, "It's just out of the pan, are you sure you want to let it cool down?"

Gu Zimo was already hungry, and the smell of the room had already begun to erode his nerves.

However, Gao Changgong sitting there is a scourge, thinking so, he forcibly suppressed the glutton in his stomach.

"Since you are not hungry, I will enjoy it alone."

Gao Changgong has always been elegant in eating.

Even eating chicken is so elegant and fascinating.

Gu Zimo secretly glanced at Gao Changgong, and found that with his slender and white fingers, he tore off a chicken leg, and ate it like no one else was there.

"It seems that the new chef is still a bit capable. This chicken is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, delicious and delicious."

It is rare to hear Gao Changgong praise anyone.

Gu Zimo swallowed forcefully, staring at Gao Changgong's chewing movements, "Really, is it really delicious?"

"Do you know if you taste it?"

Gao Changgong smiled charmingly, and licked the grease stains on his lips.

Gu Zimo felt that a tense nerve in himself was suddenly broken.

Never mind, what is more important than a full stomach!

He almost rushed to the table, ignoring Gao Changgong's presence, grabbed the whole chicken and gnawed on it.

"It's really crispy, tender, and fresh!" It seems that Gao Changgong didn't lie to him.

Gu Zimo gnawed, feeling that it was worth dying to eat such delicious food.

Gao Changgong smiled, watching Gu Zimo feasting, and gracefully and calmly wiping off the oil stains on his hands with a silk cloth.Get up and go out.

Gu Zimo glanced at the seat where Gao Changgong was sitting just now, "It turns out that I was overthinking. What he said in the carriage may be a joke."

After eating and drinking enough, Gu Zimo felt sleepy.

People are like this, when there is no need, they will be lazy and don't want to do anything.

Sleeping in a daze, it felt like the window was blown open by the wind, but it quickly closed by itself.

He didn't bother to move, until the quilt was lifted, he suddenly shivered, "Ah... um..."

The voice was blocked back, if it wasn't for the faint plum fragrance in the air, he might have thought that a thief was coming.

When his thoughts were wandering to the extreme, an electric current hit his whole body——

Waking up the next day, Gu Zimo opened his eyes tiredly, and saw the sleeping face of the culprit, Jiyue Qingfeng.

When Gu Zimo thought of what happened last night, he swung his fist towards that face without thinking.

However, just as the fist was about to hit that face, his bright moon-like eyes suddenly opened.

The wrist was clamped, and the sneak attack failed.

Gu Zimo gritted his teeth and was extremely angry, "You bastard!"

"You still have the strength to curse people. It seems that this king was too soft-hearted last night. He shouldn't have let you go like that."

Gao Changgong made a regretful tone, and Gu Zimo was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, he grabbed the pillow angrily and wanted to smash him to death, but he pulled the wound...

"Ah... you beast..."

With a slight movement, Gu Zimo trembled in pain, only breaking out in cold sweat.

"Don't move." Gao Changgong finally restrained his composure, lifted the quilt, and turned Gu Zimo over.

Gu Zimo froze for a moment, "Beast, I am already like this, what do you want to do...don't..."

Suddenly feeling chilly, Gu Zimo quickly stretched out his hand to cover it, "Pervert! What are you doing..."

Gao Changgong stroked his stiff back soothingly, and said softly: "I applied ointment last night, but the injury is a bit serious. I'm helping you deal with it."

"Don't...you don't touch me..."

Only fools let him touch it.

Gao Changgong laughed softly, "Why did you change at dawn? Last night, my king applied medicine to you, and you didn't react so much."

"You have the nerve to say it! I was tortured to death last night, how can I have the energy to talk to you! Ah... so cold..."

Before I finished speaking, there was a cool feeling, accompanied by an unpleasant but not unpleasant smell of medicine.

"It'll be fine soon." Gao Changgong's breath was a little heavy.

Gu Zimo tensed up even more, "You...you...I've already said it, I don't need you..."

"You can't reach it with your hands." Gao Changgong said in a rare serious tone, "Besides, this king said that he will be responsible for you."

"you……"

"The more you do it in the future, you'll get used to it."

"Don't even think about it!!" Gu Zimo interrupted him, and when he spoke with a little force, he was so painful that he only shed tears.

"You beast, how badly have I been hurt by you? Is it bleeding? It must be bleeding..."

"Don't push too hard, it won't hurt soon." Gao Changgong's tone sounded like he was coaxing a child, but he had rare patience.

Gu Zimo buried his face in the pillow, his voice was weak, "Go out... go out..."

Gao Changgong is here, how can he be calm.

Gao Changgong put down the medicine bottle, took a deep look, "Call me if you need something."

"Don't worry, I won't." Even if I die, I won't call you.

Gao Changgong shook his head and walked out.

After a while, the door was pushed open.

Gu Zimo raised his head from the pillow, and seeing that Gao Changgong was still there, he was instantly annoyed, "I didn't ask you to come! What are you doing here again!"

"Bring you something to eat."

Gao Changgong sat down by the couch with a bowl of clear soup.

"Are you hungry?"

Gu Zimo was already hungry after being tossed all night.

But his whole body hurts badly, and now he smells the fragrance of rice grains, so he is naturally hungry.

Looking up, he glanced at the clear soup in the bowl, and he was immediately annoyed, "Bastard, you just use this to send me off? Doesn't your conscience hurt? Is this what you call being responsible?"

Gu Zimo was angry again, but fortunately the ointment on the wound worked, and he didn't hurt so much.

Gao Changgong scooped up a spoonful, put it on his lips and blew, and said in a gentle tone: "You have injuries on your body and it takes time to heal. It is better to drink soup."

"The cat cries and the mouse pretends to be merciful, it's not thanks to you!"

Gu Zimo turned his face away awkwardly, "I don't want you, where is Manager Gao..."

Gao Changgong's hand holding the spoon froze, but the expression on his face remained the same, "You want Gao Wen to see you like this?"

"I……"

Gu Zimo suddenly realized something, "Mirror, I want to look in the mirror!"

"Drink the soup first."

Gao Changgong pressed the spoon to his lips.

Gu Zimo was indeed thirsty, and drank viciously.

Gao Changgong smiled and reached out to pat his head, "Good boy."

"Humph."

"Take another sip."

Gu Zimo disliked the trouble of being fed by him like this.

"Give me the bowl! It's not a girl, feed me, feed me, is it disgusting!"

Gao Changgong followed him and handed him the bowl.

Gu Zimo took the bowl and Gululu finished drinking.

"Now go and get me the mirror!"

Gao Changgong took the bowl, but remained motionless, "I think it's better not to look in the mirror now."

As soon as Gao Changgong said this, Gu Zimo became more determined. He had to see how he was tortured by Gao Changgong.

"Now, I have to look in the mirror now! I drank all the soup, are you going to go back on your word?"

"That's all. Since you want to, this king will help you."

Gao Changgong got up and went to get him a mirror.

What is rare is that after he actually put down the mirror, he got up and left. When he reached the door, he shook his head, "You are hurting yourself, you, please control yourself."

After speaking, he walked out.

Gu Zimo felt that his eyes were dazzled, otherwise, he seemed to have a guilty conscience when he saw Gao Changgong go out and close the door.

Gao Changgong had just walked a few steps when he heard a roar: "Ah...a beast...Gao Changgong, I'm going to kill you..."

Gao Changgong glanced back at the closed door, sighed slightly, "Hey, I remind you not to get angry, it hurts the wound, and I don't know who is suffering."

Gu Zimo couldn't calm down and couldn't control his anger.

Perhaps at this moment, Gu Zimo regretted it.

Why are you not interested in martial arts?

If my martial arts are higher than his, how can he touch me?

Dinner is still clear soup with little water.

Gu Zimo calmed down.

Perhaps half a day is enough for him to figure out many things.

"Gao Changgong, answer me a question honestly."

"Ah."

"You like men?"

Gao Changgong shook his head.

Gu Zimo frowned and raised his voice, "If you don't like men, why are you doing that to me!"

"The king doesn't know either."

"Stop being a fool, I'm not a three-year-old."

Gao Changgong paused slightly, and said: "This king has never liked anyone, so I don't know how to answer your question. Because for this king, no matter whether they are male or female, they are in the eyes of this king. , there is no difference."

"Then you kiss me...and..."

Gao Changgong stretched out his index finger and pressed it against Gu Zimo's lips, "You don't hate it, do you?"

"I……"

Gu Zimo couldn't tell what was going on with him at the time.

He clearly knew that it was wrong to react to being teased by him, but he still... couldn't help but sink into it, sank into it, so that after he got used to the extreme pain, he had a moment to enjoy that feeling.

The temperature on his face rose again inexplicably.

He felt unable to continue this topic, so he changed his mind, "I want to learn martial arts..."

He said this very firmly.