After the innocent single-soldier king was picked up by the drama queen

Looking down, he saw her toes curled up on the floor, and her voice was a little hoarse, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Anyway, he couldn't pretend anymore, Gu Chu pouted and said angrily: "You kicked my shoes out the door."

The man belatedly glanced to the other side and saw a small white shoe in the corner. He bent down, picked it up and handed it to her.

"Put it on the ground."

A tone of voice that is so familiar that they can't tell each other apart.

The man's brows were deep and unfathomable, handsome and indifferent. He put the shoes at her feet and said lightly, "I'm sorry about what happened just now."

Gu Chu originally didn't want to mention this issue anymore and treated it as an accident. But when the man mentioned it on his own initiative, he became even more angry.

"Why don't you come here and help me?" She called him angrily.

The man walked over with a calm expression, maintaining a leisurely pace. As soon as he stretched out his hand, someone took the initiative to hold her arm. Her hand was small and soft.

"I was sorry the first time, but I'm still sorry the second time," Gu Chu put on one shoe, pouted and muttered in a low voice, and looked at him again, "Why can't you learn half of his calmness?"

He looked at her quietly, with a deep, calm and unpredictable look, "Then I'll try to learn."

Obviously, the person in front of him was not surprised by his attitude, so maybe this was how he got along with her in the past.

Maybe it was because they hadn't seen each other for a long time and they met him again. Gu Chu looked at that handsome and clear face and said in a low voice: "Forget it, don't imitate him. When the time comes, you will imitate him."

Qin Chaomu looked at her with a pair of eyes, and then heard her say: "Why are you here?... Forget it, stop talking, I have a headache, please send me back first."

After pausing for a few seconds, he said, "Yeah."

……

The bar was still some distance from the hotel on the beach, and Gu Chu was so groggy that he really didn't want to leave.

"Qin Chaomu." She stood there and called her name.

"You carry me on your back."

He looked at her for a few seconds and hummed.

The night was quiet, and the sound of the waves could be heard in his ears. The man only had a dark-colored shirt, and the quality could not be seen, but when it was worn on him, he looked handsome and cold.

He bent down slightly, felt a soft body against his back, and then walked up again before striding forward.

His steps were steady, and he smelled good. Under the dim street lights, his breath was clean and cold, and the journey was silent and silent.

Qin Chaomu kept feeling the person on his back. She had a small frame and her body was fragrant and soft. He didn't react at all like he did to Meng Xiaoyue, he just felt very comfortable.

He has seen women in many different ways, including deliberate approaches for various reasons, as well as being as cautious as Meng Xiaoyue, and even Lilissa's seduction has a sense of boundaries.

It had never been like this before. She stood there and ordered him to carry her.

This feeling is amazing.

After a moment of silence, he said calmly, "You have a fever."

Gu Chu hugged the man's neck, rested his head on his neck, closed his eyes and murmured, "Yeah, didn't you still let me shell the crab?"

He didn't speak.

After a few seconds, he said, "You're wearing a mask."

"Humph," she said unhappily, "It's only been two months since I last saw you."

The man's eyes paused, but his steps did not change.

Two months ago, it was a great dance.

She turned her head on his back and said hummingly: "Qin Chaomu."

"Ah."

"I'm a little cold and have no energy."

Her voice was not as soft as usual, a little cold and hoarse.

The man didn't say a word, but with clever force of his arms, he directly moved her from her back to his arms, and picked her up horizontally without even touching her feet. Gu Chu felt it was a bit funny. It was probably because of his illness that his hard-hearted heart softened a lot.

Or maybe she missed him too much, so she naughtily put her hand into the man's shirt, put her cold little hands against his back, and then looked up to see his reaction.

The man paused, and his dark eyes fell on her face. Her short black hair was a little messy by the sea breeze, but she still had a beautiful face.

"Is it cold?" she asked.

Qin Chaomu continued to walk forward, and after a few seconds he said, "Cool."

Gu Chu rested his head on his shoulder, and his long seaweed-like hair fell down and was blown up by the wind.

She whispered his name again, "Qin Chaomu."

"Ah."

"I miss you a little bit..."

Her voice was very low, and her words seemed to disappear in the wind.

The street lights on both sides of the asphalt road stretched the shadows of the two people, and the faint waves rolled up into the starry sky and rolled into the night.

Qin Chaomu's footsteps paused, and his eyes fell on the small face with closed eyes, and the dark pupils flashed with unfathomable emotions.

When they arrived at the hotel, Qin Chaomu placed her at the door of the room.

Seeing her slow movements, he took out the room card from her bag and swiped it without saying a word.

He was constantly testing, and his brain was thinking about his relationship with her all the time. He also thought of many things, but in the end he only had three words: very close.

But she has a fiancé.

He also has a fiancée.

With his current status, he couldn't bear the trouble of marrying a woman he didn't want.

As soon as the door to the room opened, Gu Chu walked to the bed as soon as his feet landed on the ground. When he lay down, he pulled the quilt over him.

A low murmuring voice came, "Don't bother me tonight, go find a room to sleep by yourself."

Qin Chaomu stood at the door, quietly, something seemed to flash across his dark pupils.

There was a probing look at the door, which was from her fiancé. Qin Chaomu closed the door and strode away.

……

night.

Qin Chaomu washed his hair. Although it was dried and no longer dripping, the wet hair fell on his forehead, making the originally cold and cool man look more sexy and more ascetic.

He did not put on his nightgown, but changed into clean clothes.

Black shirt, black trousers, wet short hair that is not messy, but a handsome face with an indescribable dark sex appeal.

His eyes fell on the cold medicine on the table.

After being silent for a long time, he took the medicine away casually, strode onto the balcony, opened the window, and jumped across with one hand.

No one could understand what he was thinking when he stood under the sprinkler and let the cold water pour down from his head, and how he restrained and suppressed the urge in his heart.

I never thought that he would climb over the wall to go to the opposite sex's bedroom like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

The person on the bed was sweating from sleep. He still wore the red sweater he had just worn. A few strands of long hair were stuck to his neck. His face was flushed and his breathing was heavy.

Qin Chaomu walked over, knelt on one knee on the bed, touched her forehead with his big hand, and turned to boil water in the tea room.

While the water was boiling, he went to the balcony to get her nightgown and towel, and then went to the bathroom to fill the water.

Gu Chu was drowsily fed medicine, and a low voice came to his ears again.

"Take a bath and you'll feel better."