Female supremacist: Love is OK, but you have to pay extra

Chapter 63: Roses Grow in a Rice Jar, and the Fall Is Gu Qing

Song Ruoli shook her head suddenly, almost panicking and dismissing the idea.

She did feel a bit of the warmth of home from Gu Qing's behavior.

But that's not between girlfriends and boyfriends.

But between mother and father.

When her father was still alive, when he came back from the supermarket buying groceries, her mother would greet him with a smile. The home was a warm picture.

Song Ruoli would rather define Gu Qing's identity as the "father" in her memory than as her "boyfriend".

Gu Qing is Li Shiying's boyfriend.

If it weren't for her, there's no way they would have broken up.

The only thing she could do was to protect him carefully before Li Shiying found a way to reconcile with Gu Qing.

Besides that, she shouldn't have anything to do with her sister's man.

"elder sister."

Suddenly, Gu Qing's call came from the kitchen.

Song Ruoli looked over when she heard the voice, her eyes full of calmness and determination, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You'll find out when you come here."

The same words as her father...

Song Ruoli pursed her lips and after hesitating for a moment, she walked over.

Gu Qing turned around and suddenly smiled: "Why do you seem so nervous today?"

"Is there?" Song Ruoli responded calmly, but her breathing entered "automatic mode" when Gu Qing said this, and she began to take slow, deep breaths.

Gu Qing didn't comment, but put a handful of garlic into Song Ruoli's hands: "You are free anyway, help me peel the garlic."

Of course he could see that Song Ruoli was pretending to be calm.

After all, Song Ruoli still feels guilty, so to her, his identity is still "Li Shiying's boyfriend", and it is normal for her to subconsciously want to avoid suspicion.

But this is the "package" that Gu Qing prepared for Song Ruoli.

Since you're not used to it, why not let Song Ruoli get used to it?

To make it a habit for a person is difficult, but also easy.

It's nothing more than integrating into this person's life.

Let her think of you first when she eats, think of you first when she sleeps... every moment, no matter what she does, she will think of you first.

Logically speaking, this matter itself is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Because if it comes to this, it means that the relationship between the two people has reached a very deep level.

Otherwise, how can you live together and integrate into each other's lives step by step?
If you really skip the step of "deepening the relationship" and just live together directly.

Then it is most likely not a love affair, but a thief breaking into the house.

What are you still doing?
Call the police!
It just so happened that the agreement between Gu Qing and Song Ruoli allowed him to reach this step easily, and the latter would not even resist at all.

Song Ruoli's idea was so easy to guess. There was no doubt that she wanted to tie him down through the agreement so that he would not give up on himself and become a "rotten crotch" who would sell himself out to any woman he grabbed on the street.

Gu Qing knew this very well, otherwise he would not have used this to threaten Song Ruoli in the hospital.

For Song Ruoli who has this kind of idea, her only bottom line is not to have an overly intimate relationship with him. Apart from that, while the guilt still exists, she will indulge him to do anything.

Gu washed the vegetables, placed them on the sticky board, and began to chop them, literally.

The kitchen knife in Gu Qing's hand was like another organ of the body, wielding it as easily as an arm. Although the speed was not fast, the cut vegetables were smooth and beautiful.

He smiled.

And when Song Ruoli gets used to his presence, she won't be able to help herself even if he does nothing.

Because habit is just that kind of thing.

The moment it is born, it means dependence, comfort, possession... will come together.

It can make a person unable to live without another person, and even want to merge the other person into his or her body.

But habit does not equal love.

Therefore, in Gu Qing's plan, after Song Ruoli gets used to his presence, she will gradually develop desire for his body.

But the reason why it is desire, not love, is that even if something happened between Song Ruoli and him, it would not be love, but more of an "extra product" of the possessiveness brought about by habit.

You can satisfy the customer's physiological needs without having to worry about the customer falling in love with you.

In other words.

Neither standing nor kneeling.

Instead, just lie down and earn these five million comfortably!
There was a faint smile on Gu Qing's lips, and he was almost snorting in his imagination.

Who invented the word "hum"?

I feel like laughing when I think about it, and I feel great when I use it!
Outside the kitchen, Song Ruoli was peeling garlic.

It has to be said that overly mechanized work can indeed make people useless.

Even Song Ruoli, who had an extremely complex mind, was peeling garlic like a robot at this moment, emptying her mind.

But her eyes were always fixed on the garlic, and as she looked at it... it became a garnish mixed in the plate of pork belly.

Song Ruoli's peach blossom eyes suddenly widened, and she found that Gu Qing had already cooked the dishes and placed them on the dining table. There was also a bowl of steaming rice lying quietly in front of her.

Song Ruoli looked up and a smiling face appeared in front of her. Gu Qing held her chin with both hands, and when she smiled, she looked like a flower blooming on the grass.

"You...did you do all this?"

Song Ruoli's white throat rolled slightly and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Gu Qing rolled his eyes.

Fortunately, Song Ruoli is a psychologist.

If you can’t speak, don’t speak!
"Otherwise?" Gu Qing pouted, pretending to be a little angry. "Could it be that I bought a pre-prepared meal?"

"That was not what I meant……"

Although she swallowed a mouthful of saliva to lubricate it, Song Ruoli's throat was still dry, as if she was back at Li Shiying's birthday party again.

She looked at the dishes on half the table, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, three dishes and one soup, with all the colors, aromas and flavors. Just looking at and smelling them activated her taste buds and made her drool.

These dishes can be prepared in less than an hour.

Even though Song Ruoli knew nothing about cooking, she knew what this meant.

This requires cooking frequently and reaching a certain level of proficiency in order to arrange the time so perfectly, cook one dish after another, prevent the flavors from mixing, and keep everything in order.

This also means that it took Gu Qing at least more than a year to learn how to cook.

Song Ruoli thought about it for a moment and realized that after Li Shiying found Gu Qing, the number of times she came out to have dinner with her suddenly dropped sharply.

I think from that time on, Gu Qing took over the cooking business at home.

But at that time, she not only thought that this was normal, but she also felt that Gu Qing's existence reduced Li Shiying's and her entertainment time, and she was dissatisfied with this.

Song Ruoli suddenly felt a little uneasy and didn't dare to face Gu Qing's smile.

The brighter his smile, the more confused she felt.

Just like the sun, you have to keep a certain distance to feel its warmth, but once you get too close, you will be burned into ashes.

Song Ruoli couldn't help but increase the strength of her delicate hand holding the chopsticks, as if she wanted to break the chopsticks, but she felt extremely confused inside.

Why did she so arbitrarily think that Gu Qing was a parasite in his relationship with Li Shiying?

Just because Li Shiying has been spending money on Gu Qing?

This is indeed true, but...

Life is like planting roses in a rice jar.

All romance should be based on the daily necessities of life.

If a couple is in a relationship and every day is romantic, then it is most likely not love, but Tik Tok short videos.

The most urgent thing is to uninstall this software immediately.

and so.

Gu Qing filled the jar of rice, and it was Li Shiying's turn to plant the bouquet of roses.

Is it her turn as a demon to object?

But now, the rose has withered and the rice jar is broken.

She pulled it out and she smashed it.

Song Ruoli looked at the appetizing food in front of her, but she lost her appetite at all. Instead, her stomach twitched as if it was cramping and twisting into a ball.

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand Li Shiying, why she did not resist, and let her beat her, and then she left with her hands on her stomach and a painful look on her face.

This is what it feels like...

"Hey."

Accompanied by a gentle call and the touch on her thigh, Song Ruoli escaped from the indescribable feeling of suffocation.

Her stomach still ached, but she remained calm and just lowered her head slightly, trying her best not to let Gu Qing see her expression at the moment.

She knew her face must be a little distorted.

Song Ruoli said softly: "I understand, I'll start right away."

"Ah."

But it's not over yet.

Song Ruoli's breathing stagnated. She didn't need to look up to imagine the sly smile on Gu Qing's face when he said the last sentence, like a little fox who had teased someone.

Customers are the most important.

After several days, Gu Qing's feet appeared in front of Song Ruoli again. They were still as white, tender and soft. They were obviously from walking, but there was no smell of sweat.

Song Ruoli stared blankly, trying to recall the features she had memorized, but found that her mind was inexplicably blank.

This was very abnormal, as if her brain had sensed something and was giving her reminders and warnings.

But now that things have come to this, we must get an answer no matter what.

Otherwise, she will never have peace from now on.

Song Ruoli took out her cell phone from her pocket, unlocked it, opened the favorites, and compared the photos one by one.

The length of the five toes, the degree of curling of the four toes other than the big toe, the lines on the soles of the feet, the blood vessels on the instep, the thickness of the ankle bones, and...

That faint little mole on the heel.

There is no mistake.

All correspond.

In the hottest season of the year, the hottest time of the day, an unprecedented coldness swept over Song Ruoli.

Her body was stiff.

Like falling into an ice cave.

(End of this chapter)