To You, My Beloved

Tang Shi stared at Gu Qingcheng intently, his face was very close to hers, and his breath sprayed hot on her face, causing Gu Qingcheng to become uncomfortable.

In the afternoon, because she wanted to act for President Luo, she kept forcing herself to endure it.

But now, she felt that her face was about to be burned out by the heat he breathed, and a throbbing and shy beating appeared in her heart for the third time.

This strange feeling made her wish to stand up immediately and run away.

Her breathing gradually became a little unstable, and there were signs of blushing on her face. Fearing that so many people around her would be seen, she rolled her eyes a little uneasy, and the sharp eyes swept right in front of her. When thinking that he just asked her why she only drank soup, he said casually: "This soup is very light. Would you like to try it?"

Hearing Gu Qingcheng's voice, Tang Shi's long eyelashes flickered up and down twice. He nodded at Gu Qingcheng after half a beat. The voice of his opening seemed a little gentle: "Okay."

When Gu Qingcheng saw Tang Shi's agreement, he immediately pulled the distance between him and Tang Shi without a trace.

Gu Qingcheng felt that his breathing was a little smoother now, and he let out two breaths with a relaxed expression.

Tang Shi’s sight has never left Gu Qingcheng. He has a higher sensitivity than ordinary people. Although Gu Qingcheng tried hard to make his expression not so loose, Tang Shi still saw something in her expression. Clues.

It turned out that she took the initiative to serve him soup in order to avoid the intimacy with him.

Tang Shi's expression froze instantly.

When Gu Qingcheng stood up, he was a little anxious. He took his own bowl and only noticed it when he filled half a bowl of soup. He called the waiter and changed to a new bowl.

The waiter politely came over with a bowl and asked respectfully: "Would you like soup?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, wanting to serve the soup for Gu Qingcheng.

In Gu Qingcheng’s heart, the distance between her and Tang Shi was as long as she could. If the waiter helped to serve the soup, she would sit back to Tang Shi’s side. Gu Qingcheng quickly reached out her hand from the waiter Took the bowl in his hand: "I'm coming."

The waiter smiled and withdrew.

Tang Shi closed the scene calmly, the expression on his face disappearing little by little.

Gu Qingcheng served the soup very slowly. It took a long time before it was finished. Then, he took a deep breath, holding the soup, and slowly sat back on his seat, turning around with a smile. He handed the soup to Tang Shi.

Tang Shi cast his eyes down and glanced at the soup in the bowl, then raised his eyelids and stared at Gu Qingcheng, without intending to reach out to pick up the soup.