To You, My Beloved

Gu Qingcheng said, "Please come in," and the waiter pushed the door in, looking at Gu Qingcheng's eyes, without the slightest slightest contempt: "Miss Gu, would you like Chinese or Western for your next meal?"

Gu Qingcheng was only sure that the people in the hotel had never entered this suite, and did not know that she was embarrassed and unbearable. Gu Qingcheng slightly closed her mind and said, "Chinese style."

"Okay." The waiter nodded with a smile, turned and walked out of the presidential suite.

Gu Qingcheng waited indifferently for the waiter to leave before frowning slightly.

Since the waiter has never entered this suite, does it mean that Tang Shi did everything last night?

He took her into another bedroom, and covered her with a quilt personally?

And this set of clothes on her now, he ordered someone to send it, and then he sent it to her in the suite?

The more Gu Qingcheng thought about it, the more confused he became. Why did Tang Shi do this?

He obviously disliked and disliked her so much. He could ignore her and just leave, and then let people see her embarrassed and embarrassed, but why did he still do these things?

And in front of others, taking into account her face and dignity?

Just as Gu Qingcheng was puzzled, there was another knock on the door, accompanied by the waiter's respectful voice: "Miss Gu?"

Gu Qingcheng hurriedly retracted his own random thoughts, and hurriedly ran into the bedroom where Tang Shi had always lived, picked up the clothes torn by Tang Shi from the ground, rolled them up indiscriminately, and stuffed them into his bag. , And then calmly spoke, and said to the door: "Enter."

Only Gu Qingcheng was the only one who thought that the preparation of Chinese-style meals would be very simple, but when the waiter pushed the dining cart to the table and the dishes were presented, she realized how delicate the meal was. rich.

Where can she eat so much by herself?

Gu Qingcheng frowned, and said, "I can't eat so much. Just leave two dishes and withdraw the rest."

The waiter respectfully raised his head, looked at Gu Qingcheng and said, "This is what Mr. Tang ordered."

Tang Shi ordered?

Gu Qingcheng's expression was stunned again. She was sitting at the dining table, holding chopsticks, and seemed to be eating slowly, but in her mind, she was completely confused.

She was crying in front of him last night with the rain, which swept his interest. Shouldn't he be angry and angry?

But why, let the hotel prepare food for her the next day?

After returning to China, she always felt that she couldn't understand Tang Shi a little bit, but now, she really couldn't understand Tang Shi.

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The end of this weekend on the 10th also happened to be the end of Gu Qingcheng's holiday.