The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 162 Chapter 161: Gu Qingmo has a crush on Si Ye

When Gu Zhijin woke up, it was already dark outside the window.

She weakly propped herself up from the bed, her throat was dry, she licked her slightly chapped red lips, and whispered weakly: "Fudong, pour me a cup of hot tea."

There was silence for a while, and no one responded.

"Fudong, are you there?" She called again.

A figure was elongated by the candlelight and reflected at the door of the inner room, followed by the sound of water being poured into the teacup.

A pair of long and slender hands pushed aside the bead curtain, Si Ye came in with tea, first lit the candle in the inner room, the dim yellow light reflected on his stern face, and the sharp-edged lines softened a bit.

"Young Master Si Ye?" Gu Zhijin was a little surprised.

"Ah."

Si Ye responded coldly, held the teacup in front of her eyes, and said concisely, "Fu Dong is busy."

So he poured her a cup of tea.

"Thank you."

Gu Zhijin stretched out her hand to take the tea in his hand, because she just woke up, her strength was very weak, the hand that took the tea was trembling, the teacup fell into her hand, and before she took a sip of the tea, it fell off her hand.

The tea cup fell on the quilt, and the tea wet the quilt.

"Sorry." Gu Zhijin was a little ashamed.

Si Ye kept his handsome face silently, found a clean cloth to wipe off the tea on the quilt, walked out of the inner room, poured a new cup of tea and came back.

He handed the teacup to Gu Zhijin's eyes, Gu Zhijin reached out to take it again, but his hand was gently avoided, the tea was brought to her lips, and he closed his eyes coldly: "I'll come."

Gu Zhijin hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head, and finished the cup of hot tea with his hand.

After drinking, Gu Zhijin's throat became much clearer, and she said with a shy face, "Please trouble Young Master Si Ye."

Gu Zhijin is really ashamed to let others protect her and serve tea and water like a maid.

"Hands up."

Si Ye's usual cold tone.

Fudong prepared dinner, brought it to the house, and saw that the light was on in Gu Zhijin's inner room, she asked, "Miss, are you awake?"

Indoor Gu Zhijin responded.

Fudong put the food on the desk, wiped his little hands on the clothes, hurried into the inner room to look at Gu Zhijin, saw Si Ye was there, and looked at each other.

Generally, the boudoir of a boudoir is very taboo for men to come in and out.

Gu Zhijin chuckled generously: "You were busy just now, Young Master Si Ye came in and brought me a cup of hot tea."

Fudong understood, since her young lady cares about these things, then she doesn't care.

She said: "The maidservant has just cooked the meal, miss get up and eat something."

"it is good."

Fudong helps Gu Zhijin get out of bed and helps her change clothes.

Si Ye took the empty teacup and walked out of the inner room tactfully.

After Gu Zhijin changed her clothes, she went out of the inner room to eat. There was a table full of food, only she and Fudong were on the table.

She looked outside the house and asked Fudong: "Where did Mr. Si Ye go? Isn't he coming to eat?"

Fudong replied: "He's eating in his own room, Miss doesn't have to wait for him."

Si Ye is used to being alone, and he doesn't like to eat at the same table with others. In the morning, Gu Zhijin asked Fudong to tidy up a room for him. He asked Fudong to cook and leave some for him. Then he brought it to his own room. to eat.

After a day of getting along, Gu Zhijin also knew Si Ye's taciturn character, and he would not wait for him when eating in the future, just let Fudong leave the food for him.

The next day.

Not long after Gu Zhijin woke up, Gu Qingmo came.

Today she is dressed exquisitely and beautifully. She is wearing a pink dress with scattered flowers and clouds, and a fringe skirt is inserted in her hair. This outfit seems to be carefully selected and prepared.

"Third sister."

As soon as she entered the courtyard, Gu Qingmo called out affectionately, with a sweet smile on her small face.

People who don't know think that sisters are very affectionate.

Fudong poked his head out from the room, and said to Gu Zhijin who was resting with his eyes closed: "Miss, it's Miss Qi who is here."

She lowered her mouth again, and said in a broken voice: "Weasels are uneasy and kind when they wish chickens New Year's greetings." She reminded her young lady: "Miss, please be careful, I don't know what kind of intestines this Miss Seven has wrapped around her."

Except for the one visit to their courtyard yesterday, this Miss Seven has never been here before, and she also despises their small broken courtyard, and she is fawning on the people in Shen Xiru's room all day long.

He followed Shen Xiru to their yard yesterday, and he came back today, most likely because of bad intentions.

Among the brothers and sisters of the Gu family, except for Nan Zhuohua, Gu Zhijin rarely interacts with anyone, and has no good impression of them.

As the saying goes, don't reach out and hit a smiling person, since Gu Qingmo came to their yard with such enthusiasm, Gu Zhijin is a decent and reasonable person, even if she doesn't like her, she should be welcomed back.

As soon as Gu Qingmo entered the yard, she saw Si Ye leaning against a tree with her eyes closed, holding a sword.

The light of the sun leaked through the leaves and branches and landed on him, covered with mottled shadows, the cold and hard lines on Jun's face were sharp and sharp, which fascinated Gu Qingmo's eyes for a moment, and even his steps slowed down a lot.

Si Ye's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he glanced at Gu Qingmo with his dark and cold eyes, shuddering.

This glance directly hit Gu Qingmo's heart, she couldn't help but her heart beat faster, her face blushed, her beautiful eyes flashed lightly, and she hurried into the room shyly.

Inside the room, Gu Zhijin saw that her little face was a little blushing as soon as she looked up, and wondered, "What's wrong with Seventh Sister, her face is so red?"

"Ah? I" hesitated, as if she didn't want Gu Zhijin to see her thoughts, she lowered her eyes to cover the spring waves in her eyes, and fanned her face with her hands, "I, I was just on the way It came too fast, and I was sweating a little, so my face was hot and red."

Whether her words are true or not, Gu Zhijin doesn't care so much, her tone is neither hot nor cold, she politely said: "Seventh Sister, sit down," and turned to tell Fu Dong: "Pour Seventh Miss a cup of warm tea to cool off."

Fudong poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Gu Qingmo, and also poured a cup for Gu Zhijin.

Gu Zhijin sipped her tea, and cut straight to the point: "Seventh Sister came to see me for something?"

Gu Qingmo gave a tender look: "Look at what the third sister said, I can't come to chat with the third sister if I have nothing to do."

Fudong complained, and never saw her come to chat with the young lady when she was free.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Gu Zhijin didn't want to make false claims with her, so she lowered her eyes and stared at the tea in her hand.

"I'm here today to deliver delicious food to my third sister," Gu Qingmo took a rectangular box from the maid behind her, and she put it on the desk, opened it, and it was fragrant. Inside were some beautifully shaped boxes. Pastry, and, a bird's nest.

She took out the bird's nest and showed it to Gu Zhijin, "I know Third Sister's health is not good, and her life has been hard these past few years, so I will leave this bird's nest for Third Sister to replenish her health."

Pointing to the pastries in the box, he said, "I made these when I had nothing to do. I just made them and brought them to my third sister to taste." Glancing at the man under the tree from the corner of my eye, he continued, "If The third sister can't finish it, so she can give it to Fu Dong and that brother Si Ye to taste, anyway, it would be a pity to waste it if it can't finish it."

Gu Zhijin didn't hear Gu Qingmo's ulterior motives for a while, and her focus was not on the box of pastries, but on the bird's nest.

(End of this chapter)