The two boxes are stacked in a single insulated bag.

Mu Qingqing took out the box on it and opened it gently, only to see a few crystal phoenix claws lying quietly in the white box.

The color is still crystal clear, and the familiar fragrance of memory is faintly wafted. Her hand trembled, "............"

Unbelievingly, he removed the box on the top and opened the bottom one again: when a white bun the size of a fist jumped into view, and saw a little custard deliberately stained by the flour master on the surface of the bun, Mu Qingqing quickly closed the box!

Reaching out, she sorted out the packing box on the table that she messed up, carefully leaving no clues.

But her heart couldn't help but be disturbed, "............"

- He said, "It's okay. Actually, I didn't buy anything, I just bought it according to my old habits, maybe you don't like this taste for a long time......"

When she first heard this, she thought that she was just buying it according to his taste.

She didn't expect that he would still remember her preferences!

The cold morning, like an unexpected uninvited guest, caught her off guard and messed up her heart that she had so hard to stabilize.

I don't like it very much.

She stood passively in place, but he lightly touched her joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

This is the highest professionalism of a Qing woman, but it is not the result that Mu Qingqing really wants.

Although, she really wanted to abandon her dignity, take these early and reheat them, and then eat them with a smile on her face, as a sign of gratitude and flattery to him.

However, it is difficult to do.

The Gu Tingbei in her memory was so perfect and warm, but now she wants to tear it off mercilessly like she treats the cold and ruthless face of the gold lord?

Tear off the tender care he disguised in front of her at the moment, and also tear off the warm memories that he misses in the depths of his heart?

After Gu Tingbei finished talking on the phone, when he turned to look over, he saw Mu Qingqing's pale face, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, "............"

Immediately, he opened his long legs and walked in front of her calmly, then naturally bent his long legs and squatted down, his bright eyes raised, staring at her strange snow-white face, "What, is it uncomfortable?" ”

After speaking, he raised his arm again, touched her smooth forehead as if he was worried, touched his forehead again, compared the temperature, and said, "There is no fever." ”

However, her face was really white, and it was very white.

Hearing his words, she didn't answer, and she didn't even move her eyes.

Gu Tingbei followed her gaze and noticed that she had been staring treacherously at the two packing boxes on the coffee table, and Ying Ting's sword eyebrows suddenly frowned even tighter, "Did you skip breakfast again and have a stomachache?!" ”

Mu Qingqing was frightened by his sudden raised volume, and raised her eyes in astonishment to look at him, "............"

She was so immersed in her own thoughts that she didn't hear him at all, she only felt that his anger came inexplicably, and saw that his gaze kept roaming back and forth between her face and the packing box on the coffee table, and by mistake, she thought that he blamed her for not understanding his heart, so she replied in a daze, "Oh, then I'll warm it up and eat it." ”

Anyway, the slave surname is the slave surname! As long as you can get rid of him as soon as possible, as long as you can no longer be sad for this man, what about being a slave for a while?

She sighed softly, got up, picked up the packing box, and went to the kitchen—

Is it because of her sudden action of getting up, knocking the man who was half-crouching in front of her and almost falling to the ground?

When Mu Qingqing reached out and grabbed his arm, barely supporting his weightless huge body, she caught a glimpse of the look on the man's face that was even more gloomy!

The man got up slowly, and his long and tall figure stood majestically in front of her, and when she turned her head to leave, he snatched the packing box from her hand, and roared angrily, "You can't eat spoiled things, your stomach will be even more uncomfortable, and you don't remember?" ”

Mu Qingqing was so yelled at him that her scalp tingled for a while, and whispered, "It's only been a few hours...... It's not too hot, it doesn't go bad that quickly......"

Besides, the stomachs of ordinary people like them are not so delicate, how can there be anything to do if they eat a little meal at a time?

Unlike his noble and extravagant Gu eldest prince, he refused to eat another bite when the food was cold.

I used to live with Gu Tingbei in a small house rented by the school for a period of time, and Mu Qingqing understood Gu Tingbei's nitpicky temper.

Therefore, every time he said that he wanted to cook by himself, she would follow him to the vegetable market and tear down half of the vegetables tied up by the vegetable seller before letting him buy them.

Otherwise, if he buys too much and makes too much, she won't be able to eat at all, and she can't be leftover, Gu Tingbei has a strict diet system, and all meals that can't be eaten will be thrown away.

Mu Qingqing felt that this was too wasteful, and protested with him several times, asking him to put it in the refrigerator, saying that he could wait for the next time to reheat it before eating.

However, Gu Tingbei was unmoved, and always stubbornly insisted on his opinion, and said that this was a responsible approach for her and his body.

It's obviously their bad habit of having a rich boy who doesn't eat the suffering of the world! There are a few ordinary girls like them who have never eaten another meal at home, and they haven't seen anyone have anything wrong with their bodies!

Mu Qingqing six years ago didn't think so, and six years later, she still didn't think so.

It's just that Gu Tingbei's tone is too gentle and too doting, "That's not good." I'll pour you a glass of boiling water, you take some stomach medicine first, wait for me, I'll get you food right away, huh? ”

His big gentle hands wrapped around her slender waist, affectionately hugged her into his arms, and gently stroked/touched her long silky hair with his slender fingers, lovingly brushed her broken hair that fell from her forehead to the back of her earlobe, and reluctantly swam/walked between her hairline......

It seems that nothing has changed at all from six years ago. He still spoils her infinitely Beibei, and she is still the only one in his eyes.

For this heart-wrenching discovery, Mu Qingqing cried, buried her little face deep into his warm and strong chest, and sobbed lowly, "Don't ...... I don't want to take stomach medicine, I don't hurt...... Gu Tingbei, I said no, did you hear me? I don't want ......"

Salty, hot tears ran down her cheeks and down his body, wetting the clean white shirt on his chest and seeping into his warm skin.

He felt it, gently stroked/touched her head, raised a long arm again, wiped the tears on her little face with his fingertips, and whispered to reassure, "Okay, no pain, no medicine, I won't force you, don't cry, okay?" ”

But how could she be so good?

This fleeting tenderness, this intoxicating pampering, this sunny stroke/touch......

A qiē is just a phantom.

Six years ago, she was too deep and too obsessed, so she couldn't see the lingering name in his heart.

The same mistake she should not repeat!

She slowly stopped crying, lifted her little face from the man's broad chest, and apologized a little abruptly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, I'm not in a good relationship today, so I'll go back first......"

As she spoke, she pushed away the man in front of her, bowed her head, picked up the bag that had just been placed on the sofa, turned around and left.

Gu Tingbei grabbed her again, "Didn't you skip breakfast and feel unwell?" Drink some boiling water before leaving. The tone was still intriguingly gentle and low.

Mu Qingqing was afraid that she wouldn't be able to resist, so she clutched her bag tightly in her little hands, and her body stiffly refused the man's approach, "Mr. Gu misunderstood, I had already eaten on the way before going to the airport." Nothing uncomfortable. ”

Gu Tingbei seemed to be relieved, lowered his head again, and glanced at the watch hand on his wrist, on the beautifully crafted Luxley diamond watch, the hands clearly crossed the twelve o'clock.

He raised his eyes and whispered, "Then let's have lunch." ”

When he turned around and was about to walk into the kitchen, he suddenly remembered something, he reached out and snatched the bag she was holding tightly, lowered his eyes, and asked softly, "Do you want me to carry you up?" ”

Mu Qingqing saw his gaze on the stairs behind her, and the big / bed that brought her countless nightmares last night suddenly came to mind, her little face turned white, and even her voice was several degrees sharper, "Don't!" ”

Gu Tingbei clasped her trembling shoulders with both hands, controlled her body with great force, and slowly injected the man's burning temperature into her delicate body, "Don't be afraid, I don't mean anything else." I bought you medicine in the morning, can you rub a little and try it? ”

Seeing that Mu Qingqing didn't seem to understand, a pair of watery eyes only looked at him in a daze, "......"

Gu Tingbei bent down again, and picked up a special bag for medicine bags from the side of the packaging box under the coffee table.

Actually, Mu Qingqing also found out just now, but she didn't expect this medicine to be prepared for her.

I saw Gu Tingbei pick up a box of white ointment and said to her, "People in the pharmacy say that this has the effect of reducing inflammation and relieving pain. ”

He looked pointedly at her underneath, Mu Qingqing reacted to why he had been hugging her inexplicably this morning, his face flushed, he snatched the ointment from his hand, turned around and almost ran and jumped upstairs......

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There were no ingredients in the fridge.

The special assistant thought that Gu Tingbei would not cook at home, so he only prepared a few simple vegetables.

Gu Tingbei can't always use a plate of Yangzhou fried rice to pass the lunch, and Mu Qingqing's body is not suitable for walking around for a long time, so he made a tomato and egg soup, a plate of diced corn and chicken, a plate of cucumber stewed ham, and a plate of fried meat with shredded carrots.

It's quite a home-cooked dish, but he does it very seriously, and each dish is neatly stacked, and it looks like it.

He looked at the dishes on the table with satisfaction, reached out and pulled down the sleeves that he had folded when he was cooking, and turned to go upstairs.

The door to the master bedroom was not closed, and he walked in directly, but he was surprised to see-

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One more. There will be two watches in the afternoon. Ask for a commuter pass! Ask for red envelopes! Even to be a diligent 6000 party, O∩_∩O~.

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