Lin Ran scratched his head a little annoyed: "You look down on people too much, what can be wrong with cooking white porridge?"

Tang Beiyu smiled and shook his head, of course white porridge can also be cooked, the biggest problem is that people who can't cook will not be cooked, and there may be a little sandwich in the rice.

I took a bite of it, and I was surprised that it was cooked, and it was soft enough, and I couldn't even taste the discomfort of a novice boiling the porridge into a lump of paste.

"Did you really do it? How many times did you fail?"

Leaning sideways and letting him into the bedroom, he threw his problems out as he ate.

Lin Ran has lived in Jincheng alone for so many years, and when he was strapped for money at first, he used to eat here by himself, and then he lived in takeaways and restaurants every day when he had enough money.

The number of times he cooks by hand is only a handful of times a year, except for dishes like instant noodles, which are not considered dishes, right?

Obviously, this kind of overly clear contempt caused some dissatisfaction on the other side: "I'm not a child, isn't it strange that I can cook something simple, I look like the kind of person who doesn't know oil and salt and doesn't distinguish between onion and garlic?"

The other party's somewhat shy concern dispelled the misery in her heart a little, plus this matter had little to do with Lin Ran from beginning to end, and she was not willful enough to get angry at will, so she simply didn't think about it for the time being.

Slowly eat a small bowl of porridge, and finally have a warm feeling in my stomach.

"Do you have to go to work tomorrow? It's almost four o'clock, and you don't want to rest?" refused the other party's desire to take the empty bowl, put the cutlery on the bedside table, and pointed to the clock on the wall.

Lin Ran opened his mouth, wanted to speak again and again, and finally just sighed: "I'm not as good at saying as Senior Su, don't be too sad, have more confidence in our friendship." ”

The point-to-point care, no more, no less, just filled the little crack in the girl's heart.

Scratching his hair, he said, "Can I live with you first, seeing that it's autumn, I want to eat." ”

Tang Beiyu was stunned, thought for a few seconds, and said in his heart, "Don't be like this, I'm fine." "I couldn't say it.

Replaced with a simpler reply: "Okay, you're in charge of grocery shopping..."

The next day, when Gu Nanjia woke up, he found that Su Qiming hadn't even changed his clothes, so he lay down on the bed like that and took himself into his arms.

The girl was a little confused, she slept so soundly last night that she had no memory of what time he got home.

Carefully propping himself up a little, he checked the time on the clock.

It's past nine o'clock, so that means he doesn't have to go to work today, right?

Guessing, she wanted to get up and prepare breakfast, but felt the slight force of his hand on her waist, preventing her from getting up.

Looking back, he wasn't awake yet, but his brows were furrowed, and he could feel the exhaustion exuding.

The temperature at the end of summer was still high, his shirt had been wrinkled by his sleep, and his body also exuded a slight smell of sweat, and he didn't even take off his socks.

I was afraid that my movements would be too big to wake him up, so I had to lie back obediently, intending to sleep again.

It's a pity that this little action still woke up the other party, Su Qiming rubbed his eyebrows, and showed an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I came back too late yesterday." ”

I got up and took my pajamas, and without explaining too much, I hurried into the bathroom.

Gu Nanjia could feel that he was in a bad mood that he tried his best to hide but still couldn't hide, so he took the time he took to take a shower and washed up and made breakfast.

By the time he came out of the bathroom with his wet hair on his back, a simple breakfast was on the table.

The girl smiled and leaned over and rubbed in his arms before taking a seat at the table.

It's a pity that this deliberate flattery didn't have the expected effect, Su Qiming's brows were still slightly furrowed, maybe even he didn't notice this unnaturalness.

"I feel like you're not happy. ”

There was such a question from the clashing of dishes, and when she looked up, the girl was handling the bread in front of her with her head down, as if she had never made a sound.

I apologized a little for bringing a bad mood home, but I couldn't spread it out and crumple it and explain it to her.

The relationship between himself and Tang Beiyu is too deep, and it is far from being clear in one or two sentences.

He didn't want her to add to her troubles.

"Maybe I was too tired yesterday, and I can't always be happy when I stay up late, but you don't have anything to do today, right?

"Good. ”

Gu Nanjia nodded, and didn't pursue the lies in his words that could be broken as soon as they were stabbed.

So the day after the press conference, all the people in Deepsea were busy operating and building momentum, and it was the busiest time for the new show to become a hit.

Gu Nanjia accompanied Su Qiming back to the bedroom again, and the girl took the initiative to close the curtains to cooperate with his slightly rough aggression.

He must have had some trouble last night, right?

The girl read some suppressed indignation in his movements, and the overly forceful force made her feel stinging.

It was only when they were both exhausted that she leaned into his arms and asked softly, "Is it because she's not doing well?" or something else?"

Su Qiming sighed, not knowing how to speak.

Their hearts are so close that they can both feel each other's heartbeats, so how do you explain the topic of another woman?

"I really don't want to say it, just forget it. Gu Nanjia buried his head in his shoulder and took the initiative to give up the inquiry.

He could feel the unnaturalness in her tone, and she still wanted to know.

That's right, after all, she's still a little girl, and she can't be completely relieved of another girl who has a relationship with someone she likes.

That's not something a girl her age can do, it's too worldly.

"It's not that I can't tell you, but I can't say a word or two, and if you want to hear it, I have to think about when to start. He stroked her smooth back, buried his nose in her long hair and sniffed.

The fragrance of the shampoo penetrates into the nasal passages, and the good smell makes people feel a little guilty.

When did you start? I haven't been able to explain the whole thing since I was in college.

After thinking about it for a long time, Gu Nanjia was about to fall asleep on top of him, only to hear him slowly speak: "The relationship between me and Beiyu should start from the time I was not born..."

So they all said, starting from the friendship of their parents' generation, until the words of Tang's father last night.

The girl listened word by word, and took it seriously in her heart: "So, in fact, your parents will not like me, right?"

The tone was a little low, but the hand holding him tightened a little, and he could feel the dense layer of sweat on each other's bodies.

"I won't give you up to anyone else, even if she's a better girl than I am. Declared, take the initiative to find his lips.

Entangled with each other, this time I could deeply feel Gu Nanjia's cautiousness, and the trace of panic revealed by being too obedient, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, my parents are not such unreasonable people, the person I like is you, now and you will be you. Promised, running her long thick hair back and forth.

The girl in his arms frowned slightly, but there was an empty void in front of him.