Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan and Gu Xiangsi arrived at the restaurant first, looking through the menus in their hands.

Gu Xiangsi's gaze scanned the dishes, and he could tell what he liked and what he didn't like at a glance.

I just don't know if his preferences have changed after so many years.

Ordered a few dishes calmly, and there were all the dishes he liked.

Su Xiangwan held his chin and looked at Gu Xiangsi, waited until she finished ordering, and said, "Acacia, do you know how to cook?"

"En." Gu Xiangsi raised his eyes to look at her.

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but sighed: "You should have such a difficult thing."

Gu Xiangsi sneered: "It will be enough if my mother does it twice, what's the problem."

Su Xiangwan's eyes twitched. She remembered that after the fall of the Gu family in the previous life, the daughter of Gu Xiangsi, who was not touched by Yang Chunshui, had three meals a day and made one meal for Su Jincheng without fail.

By the way, she has rubbed it twice and thinks it tastes great.

That would make her feel sad for a long time because of adversity.

But she didn't expect to know now that it was not adversity that made people grow up, but she herself was too stupid to grow that brain.

Without waiting to speak again, Su Jincheng has returned.

He walked from a distance, his brows were warm and light, with a slightly sick look, like a young man in white on a stone bridge under a misty rain, and his clothes cooled in the drizzle and slanting wind.

Su Xiangwan greeted him, because he was sitting in a relatively remote corner, so he was worried that he would not be found.

Gu Xiangsi also raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes faint, and his eyes flowed for a moment and then returned.

Su Jincheng sat down on Su Xiangwan's side and rinsed the cups and dishes for her. The clean fingers looked gentle and powerful, and the movements were very light, which made people feel at ease.

Both Su Xiangwan and Gu Xiangsi stared at her without making a sound. Su Xiangwan was just in a daze.

But Gu Xiangsi stared at his hand, but his fingertips moved involuntarily, remembering that his big hand and her fingertips were gently rubbed.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and remembered that his hand fell on her body that night, numbly, with extra force.

After Su Jincheng rinsed the bowls and chopsticks for Su Xiangwan, he rinsed the bowls and chopsticks in front of him.

Gu Xiangsi only glanced, then withdrew his gaze, picked up the tea and tried to pour himself a glass.

She hadn't expected Su Jincheng to take care of her like Su Xiangwan, so there was nothing to lose.

He can still sit at a table with her peacefully now, probably she should be satisfied.

Thinking like this, the tea was poured out a little bit, and a large, well-proportioned hand stretched out and took the teapot from her.

Gu Xiangsi looked at him in surprise, but saw that the man poured a glass of water from the cup he had washed, and then placed it in front of her.

He immediately exchanged the bowls and chopsticks he had washed with those in front of her.

Gu Xiangsi looked at him blankly, but he still didn't have any expressions, as if this was just an ordinary thing.

Until the food was on the table, Su Xiangwan said: "Brother, you see if it suits your taste, if you don't like it, you can order more."

Su Jincheng smiled at her: "No need."

Gu Xiangsi lowered his head to eat and did not speak, a rare peace of mind.

For a meal, he doesn't seem to have any particular foods that he likes to eat, and he doesn't eat much.

Gu Xiangsi couldn't help being a little disappointed.

He doesn't like the situation for a few years anymore.

After the meal, Su Jincheng drove the two back home.

Su Jincheng's gaze fell on Gu Xiangsi's body, and he spoke softly: "What's the address of Miss Gu's house?"