Talking about love and delivering food

Chapter 51

When all the hands on the dial coincide at 12 o’clock, it means that today has become yesterday.

August 28th, the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, is the most ambiguous festival in summer - Qixi Festival.

Sang Yu, whose mother and child are single until now, has never cared about these days, not to mention that she stays at home every day, and her life often goes by without knowing what is going on.

——Sangsang, happy Valentine's Day.

Until this moment, Sang Yu didn't know what Gu Qingshi was waiting for.

Even though his consciousness was blurred, Gu Qingshi still wanted to send her a Valentine's Day blessing as soon as possible.

exactly.

Therefore, in this silent night that should be full of emotion, the lullaby used as the ringtone of the mobile phone stimulates people to be more awake.

In the past, the 1-minute ringtone of an incoming call did not feel very long, but at this moment, Sang Yu felt that it was as long as a world.

Finally, the phone fell silent.

Stimulated by the familiar lullaby, the confusion in Gu Qingshi's expression gradually faded, "Sang Yu, why don't you answer the phone?"

"Di~~" After the words fell, the phone that had just quieted down gave out another text message notification tone.

Sang Yu glanced at Gu Qing, pursed her lower lip, and repeated nonchalantly: "Lie down quickly, I'll wipe your face."

Gu Qing lowered his eyes, turned over, and faced her with the back of his head.

Sang Yu became angry when she saw her indifferent and stingy, twisted the towel, sat on her lap vigorously, turned her face, and wiped her rudely.

Gu Qingshi remained unmoved, neither struggling nor submitting, just looked at Sang Yu expressionlessly.

Sang Yu lost her temper because of her narrow-minded appearance. She slid her index finger over her dry lips and said with a smile, "Don't be angry with me. I'll explain it to someone another day."

Gu Qingshi's expression moved slightly, he looked away, and hummed softly.

"Tsk, it's still online, isn't it?" Sang Yu reached out and poked her shoulder, then wiped her neck with a towel, and whispered, "I haven't settled with you yet."

Gu Qingshi pretended to be indifferent on the surface, but secretly he kept listening to Sang Yu's words.

Wen Yan, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, exploded, "I explained everything to you, and you didn't want me to say more."

This was caught off guard!

Sang Yu wiped the saliva splashed on Gu Qing's face, blinked innocently, and then turned back, "I want to say more, just, just last time, when I was sick and hospitalized, my mother called you I asked you to bring me something to eat on the phone, but a man answered it..."

She was also wronged, because of this, she agreed to Chen Ruikai's "try it" in a fit of anger when she came back.

"When?" Gu Qing was stunned for a moment, then quickly sat up again, staring at Sang Yu and looking right, "Because of something, is it serious? No wonder there is no flesh on her face..."

"It's the end of July." Sang Yu opened Gu Qing's hand that pinched her cheek, got out of bed, rubbed the towel, and wiped her hands again, "Mycoplasma infection, high fever persists."

"At the end of July?" Gu Qing was still dizzy at this moment, she raised her hand and knocked, only to remember that at the end of July, the focal point slept on the sofa at her house for several nights, and one day she forgot to bring her mobile phone when she got up to exercise in the morning ...

Thinking of this, Gu Qingshi made another note for the focal point.

"Heh, it seems that you have hooked up with too many men, and you can't remember which one it is, can you?" Seeing that Gu Qing had been thinking about it, Sang Yu was furious.

"Sansang?"

Sang Yu said unhappily: "Extend that hand, and serve you, a heartless person, earlier, so I can sleep well."

Gu Qingshi stretched out his other hand obediently, and said cautiously, "Are you jealous?"

Sang Yu blushed, "Eat your head, it's not like you don't know that I like spicy food, but I don't like sour food."

Don't be too obvious about being angry.

After wiping Gu Qingshi's hands, Sang Yu went out with a basin in her hand, and when she came in again, she had an extra glass of water in her hand.

"Drink quickly, lest you disturb me again in the middle of the night."

Gu Qingshi moved her lips, seeing Sang Yu staring at her, she closed her mouth again and obediently drank a large glass of water.

Seeing that the person finished drinking the water, Sang Yu slammed the empty cup onto the bedside table, lay down next to Gu Qingshi, then reached out and "slapped" the light in the room, "Sleep."

When the lights went out suddenly, it took a while for the eyes to adjust to see things clearly.

Gu Qingshi stared at the back of Sang Yu's head for a moment, and reached out to hug Sang Yu for the first time on the bed.

"Sang Yu."

"sleep."

"It's you, it's you, it's always been you, no one else, no women, no men."

Sang Yu didn't speak, and her breathing became lighter, Gu Qing knew she was listening.

"That's the focal point. He and I grew up together, although we have always been noisy, but after all, there are more than 20 years of affection."

"Last time he ran away from the set and had nowhere to go. I kindly took him in for a few days. I really didn't know that he answered my phone without telling me."

After Gu Qing finished speaking, he was quiet for two seconds before Sang Yu let out a "huh".

Feeling that the clear and shallow word "um" is too perfunctory, Sang Yu added, "Whoever told me that I am beautiful and generous, forget it, I don't care about you."

Gu Qingshi chuckled softly, and hugged her tightly again, "Mycoplasma infection will cause you to be hospitalized, your physical condition is really worrying, it makes you lazy."

Sang Yu turned over and rolled her eyes at her, "You obviously made me sick because you threw away my Dragon Boat Festival rice dumplings..."

"I didn't throw it away." Gu Qingshi looked at her seriously, "I ate the zongzi you didn't finish for you."

Sang Yu was surprised, and it took a while to recover, "Anyway, I don't care anyway, it's your fault."

"Yes, blame me." Gu Qingshi did not refute, "From now on, I will make delicious food for you every day, take you to morning exercises every day, and I will definitely make you fat and white."

"You're raising a pig." Sang Yu was agitated by these words, buried her head in her chest, and gave a low voice.

She likes Gu Qingshi sleeping next to her, likes Gu Qingshi's cooking... In short, she likes a place with Gu Qingshi.

Seeing Sang Yu's hand lingering on his milky white rabbit again, Gu Qingshi bit his lower lip, and said again: "I will make your little steamed bun into a big steamed bun..."

"Bah, bah, hurry up and sleep." Afraid that she would say something shameless, Sang Yu quickly interrupted her, "I'm so sleepy, I need to sleep."

As she said that, Sang Yu yawned. Since Grand Hyatt Hua Mansion came back, Sang Yu adjusted her schedule, and she did fall asleep at this point on weekdays.

Knowing that Sang Yu was really sleepy, Gu Qing stopped talking and ran his hands along Sang Yu's hair.

Soon, the person in his arms breathed evenly.

Gu Qingshi slightly moved his body, looked down at Sang Yu, and slid his fingers from her eyebrows to her lips, no longer gestured carefully like the first time they slept together, but gently touched her On the warm skin of the person in his arms.

Alcohol volatilized quickly, and as the night got darker, Gu Qingshi's sense of drinking slowly faded away, and his consciousness became more and more lucid.

After staring at Sang Yu for an unknown amount of time, Gu Qingshi gently unwrapped Sang Yu's hands and feet, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

When she returned to the bedroom, she suddenly hesitated for some reason, and picked up Sang Yu's cell phone while covering her beating heart.

Maybe it's the reason why she stays at home all the year round. Sang Yu never encrypts her private information. When she presses the HOME button, the numbers of missed calls and received information can be seen clearly on the screen without unlocking it.

There is no remark for the missed call, but Gu Qingshi knew that this string of numbers belonged to Chen Ruikai, and the WeChat account she tried so hard to get was this string of numbers.

People's memory is really strange and scary. It is often those things that should not be taken care of, but they can be photographed.

——Sangsang, happy Valentine's Day, tomorrow I will...

Gu Qingshi looked at the incomplete information displayed on the screen, and the little monster that was sealed somewhere in his heart seemed to be about to move.

She turned her head to look at Sang Yu's hand holding her pillow, feeling very conflicted.

She knew that Sang Yu's thumb and index finger on both hands could be unlocked.

Jealousy is the original sin.

Both reason and morality are telling her that once she reaches out, the abyss lies ahead.

Gu Qingshi stretched out his hand in mid-air for a long time, until it became numb, then he retracted it stiffly, then quickly went around to the other side of the bed, lay down, and hugged Sang Yu into his arms.

Sangyu was the poison that tortured her.

As long as she is jealous of all the people and things related to Sang Yu, she will lose herself.

However, it is also the antidote to save her.

As long as Sang Yu is by her side, she seems to have returned to her hometown.

The author has something to say: God, did you all run away?

When you talk about abuse, you will lose your collection.

My heart hurts too.

Hey, hey, eating too much sugar is a disease of sugar medicine.

Wives, you are always attacking for the sake of your health.