It turned out that it was Mr. Gu who had always thought of medicine

Chapter 21 He is used to caring about her feelings, and never let her actions fail

Zhong Shuo sighed: "This kind of hot pot has no soul!"

Zhong Qing pretended not to see it, and Gu Ciyuan pretended not to hear it.

A fatal sigh disappeared under the fragrant Haidilao.

Zhong Qing was so hungry that she put two pieces of bread down.

Under the influence of Zhong Shuo's drastic action, Zhong Qing gradually got used to it.

I didn't feel embarrassed, and picked out what I liked to eat.

Halfway through the meal, Zhong Shuo answered the phone, and within a minute, hung up the phone with a happy face.

He even put down the chopsticks in his hand, wiped his mouth with two paper towels, and then patted Gu Ciyuan on the shoulder: "Send my sister back later, I have something to leave first!"

Gu Ciyuan only heard a "bang" on the door of his own house, and the room was suddenly quieter.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Zhong Qing stretched out her hand with shyness and embarrassment on her face, holding a clean napkin.

Gu Ciyuan was taken aback for a moment, then took it gently, and wiped the place Zhong Shuo touched with a tissue.

In fact, his cleanliness is not that serious anymore.

But he was used to caring about her feelings, and never let her actions fail.

As soon as Zhong Shuo left, Zhong Qing became more restrained.

Gu Ciyuan smiled lightly: "Do you want to eat tomatoes and potatoes?"

Zhong Qing nodded, and glanced at the table, but there were no such ingredients.

Gu Ciyuan got up, took out the tomatoes and potatoes from the refrigerator, rinsed them, cut the potatoes into thin slices, and brought them over.

"I remember you loved tomatoes when you were a kid."

His wrists were still stained with transparent drops of water, and his wrists were white and slender, completely like a work of art.

What Zhong Qing immediately realized was not his sign language, but the imprint of Gu Ciyuan's hand shape in his mind. It must be very beautiful to draw...

Gu Ciyuan looked at her stupid and dazed appearance, very much like Xiang Zhongshuo, touching her short hair unscrupulously, and smiling at her dotingly.

Taking the cooked beef slices with serving chopsticks and putting them in Zhong Qing's bowl, Gu Ciyuan smiled lightly: "Eat more, or I won't be able to clean up."

Zhong Qing nodded shyly.

This beef is delicious!
This is the most satisfying hot pot that Zhong Qing has eaten in the past 27 years.

Not long after Zhong Shuo left, she also relaxed inexplicably.

It is different from the excitement of Zhong Shuo's presence. It is a natural relaxation in the heart, and I feel comfortable and warm.

Gu Ciyuan's smile, his easy-going, can make her disordered mood slowly relax, and focus on the delicious food in front of her.

Zhong Qing waved her hand, she really couldn't eat anymore!
Gu Ciyuan also stopped his chopsticks, took a piece of paper and wiped the oil stains from the corner of his mouth, and then poured Zhong Qing a glass of milk to relieve his greasy.

"Let me help you pack your things, thank you for your hospitality!"

Zhong Qing looked at him gratefully, and helped to pack the dishes and put them in the kitchen.

Quiet and quiet, only the running water in the pool to wash and scrub, and the symphony of pots and pans colliding.

The two wash one by one and wipe the other.

It was obviously the first time, but they had a tacit understanding.

Gu Ciyuan was absent-mindedly wiping the dishes, and looked down at the woman wearing his apron who had finished washing seriously. Her short hair covered half of her earnest face, and a strand of hair on her temples was stained with water and stuck tightly to her cheek.

Zhong Qing was taken aback suddenly, almost losing the bowl in her hand.

Stupidly looking at Gu Ciyuan at the side, almond eyes are always full of anxiety and bewilderment.

His hand...touched her cheek...

It was just a touch as light as a fluffy hair, and when a strand of wet hair was pinned behind her ears, Zhong Qing realized what Gu Ciyuan meant.

The little face suddenly turned red.

His eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look at him, he lowered his head and continued to wash the dishes.

Gu Ciyuan smiled lightly, seeing that she was uncomfortable, and moved half a step aside to give her enough safe space.

He was just tempted for a moment, but he didn't expect to really get started.

(End of this chapter)