Chapter Ninety-One: The Index Finger Moves

She is a person who has always been afraid of pain, but she actually feels that her hand does not hurt in an instant.

So he shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore." "Well-behaved like a child.

She remembered that when she first learned to cook, it was also because her mother didn't pay attention for a while and accidentally burned her hand. At that time, he was also young, and although his tender hands were scalded a little by boiling water, he couldn't stand the pain, so he opened his mouth wide and cried while shouting in pain, which made Xu Lingqing cry in distress.

At that time, Xu Lingqing was like Gu Zheyuan now, pulling her little hand to the bottom of the faucet and rushing, coaxing her while rushing, until she said that she was much more comfortable, Xu Lingqing let go of her heart.

She didn't expect that Gu Zheyuan, who had always been poisonous and ruthless, would feel sorry for herself like her mother, so she looked straight at Gu Zheyuan. Gu Zheyuan noticed her gaze and realized what he was doing now.

With a cold look, he let go of her hand and said: "Clumsy and clumsy, you are now an artist of Longxing, and you can't film if you hurt yourself, who will bear the losses caused?"

Su Lingmo blinked, was the man he saw just now, although expressionless, with soft eyes, the same as the ruthless and sarcastic man in front of him?

Before he could come to his senses, the tall man threw down a sentence, "I wish I could eat your cooking before I starved to death." Then he turned around and walked out of the kitchen, his arrogant and venomous appearance made Su Lingmo suspect that everything he had just experienced was an illusion.

Thinking that he had tossed for a long time and the meal was not ready, he hurriedly threw himself into cooking again. When the meal was ready, it was lunchtime. Su Lingmo put the last crucian carp soup on the table, and shouted to the great man who was sitting on the sofa with his back to her, "It's time to eat." ”

Hearing her call him, Gu Zheyuan stood up, put his hand in his trouser pocket and walked to the table and sat down with a calm look. Glancing at the dishes on the table, his good-looking eyebrows furrowed: "That's all for them?"

Su Lingmo nodded: "It's enough for four people to eat, a lot." ”

Of course, Gu Zheyuan is not too little, but he has almost never eaten the dishes on this table. Since he was a child, he has lived a life of fine clothes and fine food, and the meals at home are all made by internationally renowned chefs, and every dish he eats at home every day is exquisite and precious, and he has never eaten ordinary dishes.

But when the aroma of a table of dishes wafted into his nose, he reluctantly picked up his chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin first.

The small red pieces on this plate had a sweet and sour taste, and Gu Zheyuan couldn't help but move his index finger and put it in his mouth. Unexpectedly, the sweet and sour taste that he smelled immediately overflowed on the tip of his tongue, although it was not as delicious as the Gu family cook, but there was a taste that he had never tasted.

He couldn't tell what it was, but he knew that the smell was very nostalgic, and he felt warm in his stomach after taking a bite. Then he ate scrambled eggs with tomatoes, cucumbers and crucian carp one by one, and suddenly felt that the cooks at home were too delicate and perfect, and the food they made lost their original taste.

Su Lingmo sat opposite Gu Zheyuan and asked him, "How does it taste?" Although I can't compare to your cooks, my cooking skills are also good, right?"

When she spoke, Gu Zheyuan swallowed a mouthful of sweet and sour tenderloin, listened to her words, and said lightly: "It's not bad, but it's still much worse than my cook." ”

Hearing this, Su Lingmo rolled her eyes, of course she knew that her cooking skills were not as good as professional chefs, but they were not as bad as he said.

She looked at Gu Zheyuan while eating, he ate quickly but his movements were very elegant, after eating a bowl of rice, he raised his eyes and glanced at Su Lingmo, and motioned for her to add another bowl to himself.

Su Lingmo was stunned, didn't he say that she made a lot worse than his cook, looking at his posture one bowl after another, it seems that the immortal who does not eat fireworks has never eaten the food of the mortal world, and he only ate a few more bowls when he thinks it is fresh, right?

With such a slander in her heart, she still took the bowl and appointed him to serve food, after all, he is also kind to himself, and of course he must repay his kindness from the beginning to the end.

Gu Zheyuan came down and ate three bowls of rice after a meal, and Su Lingmo sat across from him and was stunned. Except for the crucian carp soup, he ate the rest of the dishes. It seems that Young Master Gu heard Su Lingmo say that he invited him to dinner, and he deliberately vacated his stomach before coming!

After eating, Su Lingmo packed up the dishes and prepared to wash the dishes, but Gu Zheyuan was still sitting in the living room with an old god, and he didn't mean to leave at all. Su Lingmo couldn't help but ask, "Gu Shao, is your company okay?"

Gu Zheyuan glanced at her lightly, then slowly got up, as if he suddenly remembered, and said, "There are some things for me to deal with, so I'll go first." After saying that, he picked up the coat on the sofa and left.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Su Lingmo relaxed, put away the dishes in his hand into the sink, and thought about the afternoon's events while washing the dishes. I don't know how many girls I've tasted the lips, I'm just a master of love, and my heart is sour.

After washing the dishes, she sat on the bed and called the money.

"Qianli, I ask you a question, you have to answer honestly, don't lie to me. ”

Her tone was quite serious, which made Qian Li stunned, and then said seriously: "You ask, I will never lie to you, and I will not see Mo Lian in the future if I lie to you!"

Su Lingmo didn't expect her to swear at all, but she didn't expect that the oath she made was actually related to Mo Lian, it seemed that Qian Li did worship Mo Lian from the bottom of his heart, so he laughed: "You shouldn't be secretly in love with Mo Lian, right?"

When Qian Li heard this, he immediately said: "I don't, don't talk nonsense, I can only look up to people like him, how dare I like him......"

Su Lingmo didn't think so, pouted and said, "Why don't you dare to like him, he is a human being like you and all of us." He has his strengths, and you have yours too. ”

Qian Li hurriedly interrupted her: "Okay, don't talk about it, didn't you say that you want to ask me something, what do you want to ask?" Su Lingmo then remembered the purpose of his call, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know how to say it, and after a while, Qian Li urged impatiently: "What is the matter, you say it quickly, what is brewing?"

Su Lingmo, who finally figured out how to ask, cleared his throat and said, "That's it, I have a friend who told me that her first kiss was ...... was taken away by a swinger, but he didn't mean to, because of a small accident, the lips of the two accidentally touched together. But after the incident, the swinger didn't say anything, and his expression was the same as usual...... You say, does it mean that this swinger doesn't take this kiss to heart at all?"

Finally organized the language with difficulty and told what happened, Su Lingmo pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the answer from the money over there.