"Did you say Dahei was angry with me? We didn't come back in the evening. Qingluo asked in a low voice.

Gu Jingzhi shook his head, "It won't be hungry for itself, there are prey hunting all around here, it's really hungry, it will go hunting, and when it hunts, it's full."

Since you are not hungry and have a place to live, how can you be angry. ”

Qingluo heard that Gu Jingzhi felt that what he said made sense, so he stepped forward and bent down, stretched out his hand to Da Hei's head, and rubbed it again.

Seeing that Daikoku Daikoku had no intention of refusing, he completely believed that it was not angry.

Da Hei turned over, his belly facing up, and his slightly melancholy eyes glanced at Gu Jingzhi, who was standing straight like a pine and cypress.

Seeing him smile gently in the sun, he looked at the hostess who was squatting on the ground, rubbing his soft belly with both hands, and then swept into his eyes with a cold warning.

Big Black looked away, huh, man.

The Dragon Boat Festival has passed, and soon it will be summer, and the spring has completely passed, and the body has changed into a summer shirt.

Even if Qingluo's physique was weak and cold, he couldn't wear more clothes, so he changed into clothes made of light and thin silk.

On this Da Kui, where no one else has come, on weekdays in the cave mansion, Qingluo also has a white bandeau with loose pants underneath, and a short jacket with a slit underneath, which is very simple and cool.

A black hair is also loosely tied on the head, this little heart wakes up, a few strands of black hair scattered, lazy and leisurely.

Hearing that the stone door was pushed open, Qingluo leaned on the Luohan bed that had been moved to the desk and spread out on the bamboo mat that had become a cool couch.

When I opened my eyes and glanced at it, it was my husband coming home.

Gu Jingzhi carried a basket with many wild fruits in it, and put it in the stone well to cool down first.

Then I saw that Qingluo had woken up and looked pretty good, so I started washing the vegetables non-stop and got busy in the kitchen.

In the past, Qingluo only cooked one lunch, most of which was made by her, and most of the vegetarian dishes were made by Gu Jingzhi, but now his skills in cooking vegetarian dishes are very good, and most of the time he has wrapped them.

Now that it's summer, Gu Jingzhi doesn't let Qingluo into the kitchen, and Qingluo is also happy, after all, it's too hot.

In summer, most of them eat some vegetables, cook some soup, and chop some minced meat when they order meat.

Vegetarian dishes are easy, in order to let Qingluo eat more, Gu Jingzhi burned less at noon, and then freshly cooked dinner.

Qingluo lost his appetite a little, picked up half a bowl of rice, and pushed the remaining chopsticks towards Gu Jingzhi.

Gu Jingzhi picked up the food in his bowl twice, and then picked up Qingluo's bowl and ate it in two or three bites.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, Gu Jingzhi reached out and stroked Qingluo's back, looking at her pitiful little appearance with a little sluggishness, and wrinkled his brows in distress.

He asked in a low voice, "Still uncomfortable?" ”

Qingluo Xiumei frowned, a little aggrieved, "Hmm~"

Gu Jingzhi sighed, "Ah Luo didn't eat much, this can't work!" ”

As he spoke, he rubbed his stomach for the wilting Qingluo, and then took her around the house, and then hugged Qingluo, who was pouting and unhappy, to the couch.

Covering her flat abdomen with only one layer of thin quilt, Gu Jingzhi lowered his eyes, looked intently at the wilting Qingluo, and pinned his sideburns behind his ears.

Qingluo raised his eyes and asked weakly, "Are you still going out in the afternoon?" ”

"Don't go out, accompany Arlo."

Qingluo nodded, then closed his eyes, as if he was asleep

It's a bit of a heat stroke, and the first summer of the first year I've been in exile has been spent here.

I also suffered from heat stroke in that way, but I gritted my teeth and endured it, and the environment was much more dangerous then than now.

When I went to Dahuai Village, I still went to the kitchen to cook every day in summer, and stayed in the spacious and stuffy wing room on weekdays.

Remarried to Da Kui Mountain, now you don't have to move the three meals by yourself, and the fruit is served in front of you, and you are bored and have a book next to you.

Being raised in this way is more and more delicate and expensive, and a little uncomfortable is even more unbearable.

Gu Jingzhi shook the fan, a gust of cool breeze blew, Qing Luoshu frowned slightly, lifted his eyelids, and glanced at Gu Jingzhi.

Seeing that he was staring at himself.

Gu Jingzhi saw it, touched the top of her head, and said silently that he had been there, so sleep in peace.

The corners of Qingluo's lips moved slightly, and before a smile could be fully outlined, he had already fallen asleep.

After seeing that his slightly pale face was slowly dyed with some blush as he fell asleep, Gu Jingzhi was slightly relieved.

Put down the fan, walk out quickly, dig out a basin of water from the well, put it on the ground on the side of the mat, and then pick up the fan and shake it to Qingluo, from time to time to feel if it will be cold again.

I was not feeling well, so I was fine in the past few days, and the whole person was in good spirits, but some flesh also fell off my body, and the whole person lost a few points.

After the heat stroke was cured, he still didn't have much appetite for lunch and dinner, but after eating candied fruit and fruits, Qingluo seemed to have an appetite.

This disregard Jingzhi looked at Qingluo cross-legged on the couch, with a porcelain basin on her lap, in which half of all the watermelons were placed, and she was scooping a spoon, spoonful after spoonful of joy in eating.

Gu Jingzhi stood aside and reached out to take away the notebook that was on her lap.

"I'll see when I'm done, but Ah Luo has to walk around with me later, otherwise don't accumulate food, and I won't be able to eat at night."

Saying that, Gu Jingzhijian's eyebrows furrowed, and he said worriedly: "These days, I have a bowl of porridge for breakfast, and lunch and dinner are not more than half of those on weekdays, how can I stand it like this!" ”

Qingluo lowered his head and dug the melon, and nodded perfunctorily, "I will eat more at night, Ah Jing is relieved." ”

Eat two more bites for dinner.

Gu Jingzhi's face was full of helplessness, but he couldn't do anything.

The summer is unbearable, but it is still extremely cool in the morning and evening in Dakui Mountain.

Especially at night, you need to close some windows and cover them with thin quilts.

In the days when Qingluo suffered from heat stroke and lost his appetite, Gu Jingzhi was worried, and he couldn't wait to let him bear it several times.

When Qingluo survived the heat stroke, he was weak and weak, nauseous and had no appetite.

He hadn't had time to be happy for a few days, and then he was sad to find that his wife, who usually liked to sleep in his arms, was now extremely disgusted with himself!

I can't even wait to be a meter away from him.

To add insult to injury, it is indeed possible to be on the wide kang, and it is indeed possible to be separated by a meter between the two.

Looking at the distance between them every day, Gu Jingzhi is in pain.

I slept in the middle of the night, and I couldn't bear to move in before I knew it.

Then Qingluo woke up after turning over, and he couldn't wait to help him kick the big kang.

After a few times, there was still a stove attached to his body, and Qingluo couldn't bear it.

"You have a lot of fire on you, and you are most comfortable to hold in winter, but how far away is it in summer, stay away from me!

Do you want me to sleep well, even if I can catch up on sleep in the afternoon, but can that be the same? ”

Qingluo is sleeping with his hair on his head, and his clothes are messy at this time, wearing only a bandeau and a pair of thin pants, his whole body is cool, revealing spring light, white and tender.

Gu Jingzhi saw that he didn't have time to raise his charming heart, so he was hit in place by his wife's irritable anger, and he didn't dare to move over again.

Next, it was Gu Jingzhi's turn to be depressed, and Qingluo couldn't bear to look at it.

But when I stepped forward and wanted to hug him, it seemed that there was an invisible heat wave rushing over when I walked in, and suddenly any comfort and love hug were dispelled.

Yesterday it rained, the air was moist, and today it was cloudy, without the sun, and a gust of wind blew with a moist fragrance.

After dinner that day, Gu Jingzhi moved the couch to the courtyard, and Qingluo was reclining on it at this time.

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