Chapter 29: The Pursuit I

Early the next morning, Pei Muhang drove to the suburbs.

At eight or nine o'clock, Sang Guiyu was still having breakfast. Sang Mu opened the door and saw that it was Pei Muhang, not only her, but even Sang Guiyu was stunned, she came to her for two days in a row, and appeared at her door so early.

Originally, she also emphasized with her mother that the two were just ordinary friends, so there was no need to think about it. Where is his approach like an ordinary friend, fortunately, his mother didn't ask, just politely greeted him into the door. Sang Guiyu was silent, his face was a little fierce, and when he turned sideways to let him in, he also gave him a fierce look.

Although she lowered her head, Pei Muhang still saw her dissatisfaction with him, she didn't like him coming to her?

Sang Guiyu muttered while pouring water in the kitchen, didn't he know how to call her out?

He came to her on his own initiative, and what kind of mood he had come after they had no agreement, after her refusal was so obvious.

"Isn't your home in the city, and it takes a long time to come here, right?" Sang Mu spoke first, and it seemed that he got up early.

"It's fine. I came by car. ”

There are not many young people who can get up early now, let alone boys, looking at him with praise in their eyes, and as soon as they turned their heads, they looked at Sang Guiyu who was drinking porridge with a very disgusted look.

"Look at you, a girl knows how to sleep lazy...", and then there was a long list of chatter, Sang Guiyu just agreed, and begged for self-preservation.

At the end, it seemed that he finally remembered that there was an outsider here, and he shouldn't have said that his daughter was so worthless, so he praised again, "Our Xiaoyu is actually quite good, as long as she thinks of doing it, she will be very diligent, careful, and ......serious."

"Yes, I think so too, Xiaoyu is very serious. Pei Muhang finally interjected.

Hearing her daughter being praised, which mother was unhappy. "How can you say it so well, hehe, how can there be, she is average, okay, okay......"

Finding that the guest didn't seem to have anything to do, Sang Mu patted Sang Guiyu and said, "You eat quickly, and then chat with him, you young people have fun, I'll clean up the ...... Ah, by the way, Xiao Pei, if you are bored, do you want to go to the room to play on the computer?"

"Auntie, you don't have to greet me, even if you are busy. ”

"Okay, okay, you come by yourself. ”

"You should have had breakfast, didn't you?" she had just eaten so hard that she forgot to ask him if he had eaten breakfast, and now her mother had cleaned up.

Pei Muhang smiled and didn't answer, he rarely ate breakfast, and he always felt uncomfortable stuffing things into his stomach too early.

Seeing him like that, probably gone, she thought that she would bring him something to eat later, and it was not healthy to skip breakfast after all.

"What did you bring?" said he saw the small bag in his hand from the moment he entered.

"Here's to you. He held out his hand and waited for her to pick it up.

"What is it?"

"Open it and take a look. ”

It is a small pot of succulent landscaping, a staghorn begonia, a Chihuahua and a small tuft of golden perennials, three things are planted at intervals, a small house is placed in the middle, and small pebbles are sprinkled in the gaps, like a small yard, very idyllic, and very in line with her aesthetics.

"Did you give it to me?" she didn't know if he had picked it by accident or if he knew her preferences.

"Hmm. ”

"Thank you. Whatever the reason, it was a gift from him. She was going to place it in the most prominent position on the windowsill.

Pei Muhang followed her to the room. By the way, take a look at the furnishings in the house.

The quilts on the bed are clustered together, there are a few puppets at the head of the bed, little rabbits and little monkeys or something, and a copy of the Book of Songs. Like Xiao Nizi, she loves literature. He had a headache thinking about this, and hoped that she just had the same hobbies as her, and that her personality was not like her, scheming, and miserable to see and smell people, but other than that, Fanny was still very good.

Seeing him frowning at her bed, he immediately went to make the bed, and hurriedly explained: "I just haven't had time to tidy it up yet!"

"It's okay, I'll be like that too, just suddenly think of someone. He chatted casually, trying to ease her mood.

"Thinking of someone?" he was beside her, thinking of another person?

"Hmm. So, what are we going to do today?" "Since he came to her yesterday, got close to her, and saw her clear eyes, he couldn't stand the time when he couldn't see her, so he woke up early in the morning and couldn't wait to go out, as long as he was with her, it would always be very comfortable.

"I didn't expect you to come, and I didn't plan to do anything. "How did she know what he was going to do.

"You don't want me to come?" her expression just now made him a little sad.

"I—" Of course she wanted to see him, but reason said it was not good, it was really contradictory.

"Well, you don't have to say it, I get it. He looked at her and said with a smile, a slight disappointment in his eyes.

He knew her intention to refuse, but he didn't want to give up easily, and when he went out, he still wanted to be ready to be hit, but he didn't expect that it would be much more difficult than he imagined.

Seeing that he was going out, Sang Guiyu was a little unbearable, and hurriedly said, "I don't, you can come, I'...... I am very happy. ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"Then what were you going to do?" Pei Muhang asked again.

"Nest at home to play with your mobile phone, watch TV, or read a book...... "You can do anything, anyway, it's just nesting, it's too hot outside, and it costs money to go out."

Pei Muhang sat on the chair next to the bed, and pressed Sang Guiyu to sit on the edge of the bed, "Then do what you want to do, don't worry about me." Then he turned and pulled a random book from the table to read it, and was silent.

Although she doesn't have any classic and profound classics for his eldest young master to choose from, reading the dictionary of modern idioms is too shameful for her!

Sang Guiyu glared at him angrily, she didn't react for a long time, and when she saw that he really ignored people, she gave up, after all, she was very tired from staring all the time.

Then she deliberately pulled open the drawer, took out her sketchbook and pencil, and slammed it shut. It's something she scribbled when she's bored, and now it's coming in handy, and she's decided she's going to paint him like a pig!

Before painting, she had to look at the subject carefully, and then she kept observing it for more than ten minutes.

The forehead is full, the sword eyebrows are starry, the lips are red and the teeth are white...... She suddenly remembered that this was the impression she had when she first saw it three years ago, and what did she think at that time? Thinking of the little white face, she held back her laughter.

He was wearing a sassy shirt and his hair was neatly combed.

Today, his hair is not combed well, and a few hairs are not honest.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. "Didn't he read the book seriously? How did you know she was reading him?

"And what are you drawing?"

"I didn't draw anything, I haven't started painting yet. "It's been so long to see him. He's so handsome, don't draw him. If he wants to see how the painting is later, won't he expose his shortcomings?

Sang Guiyu sighed, he was too smart, his brain reacted quickly, she couldn't have the upper hand when she spoke, she couldn't play with him, so don't go against him.

Put down your pencil, grab your phone, and browse the web and watch TV shows as you like you do every boring weekend before. It's okay to play your own way, you don't have to keep your nerves tense, how to deal with him or how to behave indifferently in front of him, and be relaxed.

It's a hard job to look nasty in front of someone you like. His initiative and cold tolerance for her were like a thorn in the flesh, constantly reminding her how bad he was and how pitiful he was.

She also hopes that she will be like a princess, and she will not have to worry about anything after meeting the prince, just be loved and pampered with all her heart. It's a pity that she is not, that person is a princess. She suddenly remembered Fanny, who had met her several times. Noble, elegant and incomparably beautiful.

"Were you thinking about her just now?" Sang Guiyu really wanted to know who the person in his heart was. I guess it's that beautiful woman. Between her and the beauty, a man with a normal brain will choose a beautiful woman. Last time she saw them eating together. "You have a good relationship, right?" asked before she thought of what qualifications she had to ask about his friends, "I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean that, when I didn't ask, you, you read the book, read the book, read the ......book, read the

Pei Muhang looked at her in a panic and asked a clueless question, "She, who are you talking about?"

"Who? Nobody, no beauty, hmm—" She suddenly covered her mouth.

"Beauty, you mean Fanny?"

She just said the word beauty, and he thought it was Fanny, so that person was the most beautiful in his heart. She's a little unpleasant, yes, he can't say that the beauty is Sang Guiyu.

"It's nothing. Sang Guiyu didn't want to pay attention to him, lowered his head and stopped paying attention to him.

Looking at the top of her head, and then looking at the green plants on the windowsill and the sky outside the window, Pei Muhang felt the warmth at the moment, she was obviously just such an ordinary girl, but she could calm his restlessness, calm his emotions, and make him feel comfortable and peaceful.

In the past, he would often laugh at Gao Wuxiu mercilessly for being trapped by love, but now is it his turn, he laughed self-deprecatingly. Originally, he hesitated and thought about giving up and continuing to live a free and easy bachelor life, but love has always been involuntary.

So even if it was not polite, he still took the liberty to disturb her, and insisted on staying in her room, unwilling to leave.

It's just that what about her heart? She let him go so freely, and occasionally showed shyness to him, did she like him a little or couldn't refuse his "cheekiness"?