Goddess has no way

Chapter 81 Rejection

On the way home, I asked Gu Mingling: "Why do you reject Zhao Xiaojing so much?"

Gu Mingling: "No."

I said, "Just because she wrote about you and me before?"

Gu Mingling replied lightly: "Not all of them."

I said, "Then why?"

Gu Mingling looked at me with calm eyes, even a little leisurely.

I:"?"

Seeing my puzzled expression, Gu Mingling spoke, with a casual and authoritarian tone: "Because, I hate all the women around you, brother."

I:"……"

Gu Mingling took the bag from my hand, and then walked in silence.Realizing that Gu Mingling might have a different kind of attachment to me, I quickly walked a few steps, followed him, and said to his profile: "Xiao Ling, it's wrong for you to think so."

Me: "Although Zhao Xiaojing is my blind date, it's a thing of the past. Now that she has found her own happiness, you and I should bless her."

Me: "I know you take me very seriously, and I also take you very seriously. Don't doubt your brother's feelings for you. It's true that we are family members, but it doesn't mean that we have absolute possession. Everyone has In your own living space, have you heard the story of hedgehogs keeping warm? If hedgehogs get too close, they will stab each other.”

"Then stab it." Gu Mingling stopped and said indifferently. "Being stabbed by someone you like is also a privilege."

I:"?"

What's going on with this kid's brain circuit?I was clearly telling him not to be too strong and not to go to extremes, but he was talking about stabbing as a privilege.

While talking, I arrived at the door of the house. I took the key to open the door, felt in my pocket, but couldn't find it.

I asked Gu Mingling beside me: "Who locked the door between the two of us in the end?"

Gu Mingling held the bag in both hands and said, "Me."

Me: "Where's the key?"

Gu Mingling: "I didn't bring it."

I:"……"

Gu Mingling: "I lied to you. It's in my trouser pocket."

I took a deep breath, put my hand into Gu Mingling's sweatpants, and only after a few times did I poke it in. My hand was holding the key inside. Through the material of the clothes, I noticed that Gu Mingling's body froze slightly.

I said, "Sweatpants have deep pockets."

Gu Mingling turned his face away without looking at me, and then I noticed that the tips of his ears were slightly red.

I:"?"

Is it too hot?

I looked at the autumn wind rustling outside, and felt that this was obviously not the reason.

While thinking about this question, I opened the door. After the door opened, Gu Mingling went in to change his shoes, and then carried the shopping to the kitchen.

I also changed my shoes, watched Gu Mingling come out of the kitchen, walked straight into the bedroom, and closed the door.

I shook my head and sighed: "Hey, it's so difficult for children nowadays to understand."

Then I washed my hands and started to cook the ribs, first blanched, then fried, and finally steamed. It was almost five o'clock when I started eating.

On the dinner table, Gu Mingling picked up a piece of ribs and gnawed them slowly.

"How does it taste?" I asked excitedly.

The quality of the dishes is related to the chef's sense of accomplishment, and people without cooking experience will not understand.

But Gu Mingling seldom shows the expression of "delicious to the sky" like other people, so I don't know how good I am at cooking pork ribs. Last time Zhou Feiyi came, because there was no black bean sauce, so that time could not represent my real chef. art.