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Lianxin Mint Soup and Yanghua Pantang Grits are Gu Qingming's favorite food. Fang Yueheng notified the kitchen to cook these two dishes in the afternoon. As for how he knew, it was because when he was going back to his room that night, he passed by the kitchen. Seeing Gu Qingming sneaking into the back kitchen, he was still wondering what was going on, but he saw Gu Qingming hiding there eating the leftover grits from the night.

At that time, Fang Yueheng didn't say anything, but asked Lao Li the next day to cook these dishes for that person occasionally.

"Don't you like to eat these, eat first." Fang Yueheng said first.

"You can eat first..." Gu Qingming was still a little embarrassed, and rubbed his long black hair.

"Isn't it self-conscious to steal food in the kitchen that day? Why are you pushing and shoving at this time?"

Fang Yueheng deliberately picked up the story of stealing food that day, Gu Qingming blushed immediately, and stammered, "You... did you see it?"

"Not only did I see it, but I also saw the whole process." Fang Yueheng said lightly with his face propped up.

"Uh..." Gu Qingming suddenly fell silent, how did he know that Fang Yueheng would see what happened that night, and this person didn't say anything when he saw it, and insisted on pushing him out now.

"Eat quickly." Fang Yueheng filled a bowl of soup for him, and pushed it in front of him in a blue and white porcelain bowl.

"Well... thank you." Gu Qingming took it with his head down, and took a sip of the fresh and tender soup first. It was just enough to moisten his dry throat, which was very comfortable.

Fang Yueheng asked all the maids to go down. He should have a good meal after a long day of work. Looking at Gu Qingming with lowered eyes, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to eat alone in the past few years. Today, he finally had someone It is also a happy thing to eat with myself.

After eating in silence for a while, Gu Qingming didn't think of anything to say, so Fang Yueheng said first——

"Why do you want to have dinner with me tonight, what's the matter?"

For some unknown reason, Gu Qingming suddenly shook his hand, and with a "bang" sound from the bowl and chopsticks, he poured the bowl of soup that Fang Yueheng had served him on the back of his uninjured hand, until his white wrist became red with heat.

As soon as Fang Yueheng heard the sound, he quickly picked up the cold tea that had already cooled down and poured it on his hand. The cool tea touched the burning pain, and instantly eliminated most of the burning pain.

"Did you get into hot water today?" Fang Yueheng got up and was about to get some herbal medicine to apply to him, but Gu Qingming grabbed him.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while..." Gu Qing was visibly embarrassed, "Hurry up and eat, or the food will be cold."

"You think your hands are so hot that I can still eat them?" Fang Yueheng pulled back his sleeves and went to the inner room to find plaster.

Gu Qingming was left alone in front of the dinner table in a daze. To be honest, when it was hot, it was hot.

He almost cried out in pain, but he couldn't appear to be rude, so he had to endure it. He didn't expect Fang Yueheng's sentence just now, "Do you think your hands are so hot that I can still eat?"—— He was slightly stunned.

He watched Fang Yueheng bring over a small medicine box with some medicines in it, and said in a low voice, "Actually...it really doesn't matter, just wait a while and you'll be fine."

"Take it here." Fang Yueheng ignored what he said just now, so Gu Qingming obediently stretched out his hand. Fang Yueheng gently took his scalded hand, and said calmly while wiping it with medicine: "Shouldn't I just ask you a word?" , what are you shaking?"

"I……"

"Be patient, this medicine may hurt a bit after applying it."

"Yeah." Gu Qingming looked down at Fang Yueheng's serious appearance, and thought to himself, it's so good, this person can take care of him once, and it's worth it for him to be scalded twice today.

While he was wandering, the eyes in front of him were suddenly blocked by his fingers. Fang Yueheng waved his slender fingers gently in front of his eyes, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

The black hair was draped casually, Gu Qingming bowed his head, but said silently in his heart, Fang Yueheng, I like you.

Gu Qingming's dark pupils seemed to have tiny streaming stars, and he was staring at him intently, without moving.

Fang Yueheng suddenly couldn't move his eyes away. When he woke up, he coughed lightly, "Don't lift heavy things these days, and change your medicine every night. Let's talk about it after the injury heals."

"En." Gu Qingming hummed lightly.

"Let's eat." Fang Yueheng picked up the chopsticks again, and was about to pick up vegetables, but when he saw Gu Qingming holding his bowl and chopsticks awkwardly, he remembered that this person's other hand was also burned.

"Let me feed you." Fang Yueheng conveniently picked up a piece of fish for him. There was nothing embarrassing about it, but he was not very good at feeding people, and the tip of his chopsticks almost poked Gu Qingming.

"Master Fang, let me do it myself, I can still pick up things with chopsticks." Gu Qingming felt a little embarrassed by this, so he blushed and said.

"Then you can do it yourself." Fang Yueheng didn't force it, but wiped the corner of his mouth with his own finger, "It's stained with rice grains."

"Hmm..." Gu Qingming seemed to have something exploded in his mind, and he suddenly became dazed, "Master Fang, I actually..."

Just when Gu Qingming was about to express his thoughts, the door was pushed open with a "squeak"——

"Master Gu, I'm here to help you change your medicine."

It's Lao Li...

"Ah, I'm sorry young master, I didn't know you were still having dinner with Mr. Gu, I'll be here later..." Lao Li saw Fang Yueheng was about to leave quickly, but he heard Fang Yueheng say: "No need, Lao Li, I just gave him medicine gone."

"Ah..." Lao Li saw that both of Gu Qingming's hands were wrapped in gauze, "Is Mr. Gu's left hand also burned?"

"It's okay, just a little injury..." Gu Qingming explained.

"Old Li, help me go to the study and get something here." Fang Yueheng got up, and whispered a few words to Lao Li with a calm face, without letting Gu Qingming hear.

"Okay, young master." When Lao Li left, he glanced at Gu Qingming quietly, which made Gu Qingming a little strange.

There were two people in the room again, Fang Yueheng turned around, looked at Gu Qingming's glazed eyes and said, "I'll give you something you like."

"Ah?" Gu Qingming didn't react.

"You came to live in my mansion for a few days. From your leg injury to your hand, it was my master's fault. I should give you something to make up for it."

"It's okay, it's okay, I was not careful."

"Then what do you want?" Fang Yueheng squinted his eyes, looking at Gu Qingming's rather flustered expression, "By the way, what do you want to have dinner with me today?"

"Uh..." Gu Qingming lowered his head again, and suddenly there was a gentle touch from his right temple. When he looked up, he found that Fang Yueheng had leaned over at some point, and stroked his temple with his right hand. It's like a hundred feathers scratching his heart.

"Do you want to say something to me?"

Gu Qingming nodded slightly.

"Say it..."

Gu Qingming raised his head indifferently, his eyes seemed to be full of stars, he stood up and approached Fang Yueheng, he seemed to have hesitated for a long time, then gently moved closer to him, and touched his earlobe with his lips.

Fang Yueheng felt as if there was a thunder in his ears, he felt Gu Qingming slowly move over, his hot lips pressed against him, and the string collapsed and straightened.

In just one thought, Fang Yueheng suddenly grabbed Gu Qingming's arm and pulled him back. The distance between the two was tens of inches, and only then did he dispel the dreamlike thought in his heart.

"you……"

"I'm sorry." Gu Qingming was suddenly pulled away by Fang Yueheng, thinking that he hated his touch with him, and lowered his eyes to apologize.

Fang Yueheng seemed to be hesitating, he took a step back, and then reached out and rubbed Gu Qingming's head, "That's why you came to me tonight?"

"It's not this, I actually have..."

"Where is your family, how old is it, and do you have any relatives now?" Fang Yueheng asked.

"Ah..." Gu Qingming became nervous when he heard him ask this, wrapped his fingers around his sleeves and said softly, "I'm from Xuzhou... I have no relatives."

"Then..." Looking at his appearance, Fang Yueheng suddenly became nervous for some reason, swallowed his saliva, and then coughed and said in a serious voice: "Then, do you have anything you want, such as food? Things to wear, things to use, things to play with, I can give you whatever you want.”

"I don't want anything." Gu Qingming lowered his head in frustration. He was sad because Fang Yueheng actually felt that he approached him because of these things, but he just liked Fang Yueheng and had no other intentions...

"Then come here." Fang Yueheng suddenly raised his face with his hands to stabilize him. Gu Qingming was startled and wanted to push him away with his hands, but Fang Yueheng didn't give him this chance and kissed him deeper.

After a while, the soft kiss turned into a rough temptation. Gu Qingming felt that he was a little bit overwhelmed. He put his hand on Fang Yueheng's chest, trying to avoid it, but Fang Yueheng held the back of his head tightly and kissed even harder. deep.

"Master." Old Li's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Well……"

"Don't move." Fang Yueheng bit his lip again, and said unconsciously: "Good boy..."

Hearing these words, Gu Qingming's neck turned red. Fang Yueheng pushed him back on the seat and patted his sleeves. Just as Lao Li came in, he was holding some thick clothes.

"Master, here it is." Lao Li handed the clothes in his hands to Fang Yueheng.

Fang Yueheng nodded, and put it on the empty table beside him, "It's still a bit cold at night, here are some thick clothes for you to wear first, and I will take you to the tailor's shop to measure the size and make them again."

"Yes, thank you." Gu Qingming hadn't recovered yet, but just stared blankly at Fang Yueheng, with trembling eyelashes, like a butterfly about to fly.