To You, My Beloved

Tang Shi stared at Gu Qingcheng intently. His face was very close to hers, and his hot breath sprayed on her face, making Gu Qingcheng feel uncomfortable all over.

In the afternoon, it was because she had to act in front of Mr. Luo, so she kept forcing herself to endure it.

But now, she felt that her face was about to be burned by the hot breath of his breath, and for the third time, there was a beating that seemed to be throbbing and shy in the bottom of her heart.

This unfamiliar feeling made her want to stand up immediately and run away.

Her breathing gradually became a little unsteady, and there was a hint of blushing on her face. With so many people around, she was afraid that she would be seen strange, so she turned her eyes uneasily, and her sharp eyes glanced just in front of her. She was eating radish and pork ribs soup. Thinking that he had just asked her why she only drank soup, she said casually: This soup is very light. Do you want to try it?

When Tang Shi heard Gu Qingcheng's voice, his long eyelashes flickered up and down twice. He nodded to Gu Qingcheng belatedly and said in a slightly gentle voice: Okay.

When Gu Qingcheng saw that Tang Shi agreed, he immediately stood up and distanced himself from Tang Shi without leaving a trace.

Only then did Gu Qingcheng feel that his breathing became easier, and he took a few breaths with a relaxed expression.

Tang Shi's eyes never left Gu Qingcheng. He was more sensitive than ordinary people. Although Gu Qingcheng tried hard to make his expression not so loose, Tang Shi still saw something from her expression. Clues.

It turned out that she took the initiative to serve him soup in order to avoid being intimate with him.

Tang Shi's expression suddenly froze.

When Gu Qingcheng stood up, he was a little anxious. He took his own bowl. When he filled half the bowl of soup, he realized it and called the waiter to get a new bowl.

The waiter politely came over with a bowl and asked respectfully: Would you like some soup?

With that said, he stretched out his hand to serve Gu Qingcheng's soup.

In Gu Qingcheng's heart, she could keep the distance between her and Tang Shi as long as possible. If the waiter helped serve the soup, she would sit back next to Tang Shi. Gu Qingcheng quickly reached out and asked the waiter for help. He took the bowl in his hand and said, I'll do it.

The waiter stepped back with a smile.

Tang Shi took this scene in his eyes calmly, and the expression on his face disappeared bit by bit.

Gu Qingcheng filled the soup very slowly. It took him a while to finish it. Then he took a deep breath, took the soup, and slowly sat back in his seat, turning around with a smile. He stood up and handed the soup to Tang Shi.

Tang Shi lowered his eyes and glanced at the soup in the bowl, then raised his eyelids and stared at Gu Qingcheng, with no intention of reaching out to take the soup.