"Studying?"

Song Lisheng snorted, quickly copied a few more sentences, and then raised his head tiredly, "When did you come back?" ”

"A few minutes."

Gu Zimo walked over and flipped through the books on the table casually.

It turned out to be a basic textbook for business administration.

On closer inspection, it turned out to be the sophomore teaching material of B University.

"Are you going to take the graduate school in this major?"

Song Lisheng nodded and stretched again, "I'm so tired." ”

Gu Zimo went directly to the back of the chair and began to rub her shoulders and neck.

"Wow, that's so comfortable. Zimo, you are simply an all-round good man. ”

The corners of Gu Zimo's lips curled upward, "If you like it, it's fine." ”

"Have you eaten?"

"Nope. What about you? ”

"I haven't eaten either, and I'm feeling a little hungry now."

"Wait a little longer. I've asked the hotel to deliver food. It should be soon. ”

It's rare that Song Lisheng can say that he is hungry, but Gu Zimo is very attentive.

"So much trouble? I remember having ingredients in the fridge. I can eat it in a bowl of noodles. ”

Gu Zimo's expression was a little unnatural, is it just your indescribable cooking skills?

I'm afraid that after eating it, I will really get anorexia in the future.

"What's that look on your face?"

Caught off guard, Song Lisheng suddenly tilted his neck back, just taking his expression into his eyes.

Gu Zimo was caught squarely, somewhat uncomfortable.

"You're complaining about how bad my cooking is, aren't you?"

Gu Zimo snickered in his heart, his guess was quite accurate, he should go to the graduate school of the Department of Psychology.

"Hmph, I've only missed a few times."

Gu Zimo continued to complain, yes, it's just that unfortunately I caught up with me a few times.

"Forget it, I know you can't trust me in cooking. I'm going to cook it now. ”

Gu Zimo's hands were so strong that he directly pressed her on the chair and couldn't move.

"Don't make a fuss."

Song Lisheng is actually just talking.

She didn't really plan to do it herself, either.

In fact, what kind of craft you are, do you really know what kind of craft you are?

"Do you know how to cook?"

Gu Zimo was stunned for a moment, "Simply know." ”

"For example?"

"Boiled noodles, scrambled eggs."

Song Lisheng pursed his lips, he was not much better than himself.

Look at the look of looking down on people just now, hum, who do you dislike?

"Zimo, you don't have to come over every day in the future. You're so busy at work, and you have to run back and forth, it's so hard. ”

Gu Zimo's face stiffened, and his hands tightened suddenly, "Are you annoying me?" ”

Song Lisheng was helpless, she obviously felt sorry for him, okay?

"No, I'm just worried that your body won't be able to bear it."

"No, I'm fine."

"How about we meet twice a week in the future?"

Gu Zimo didn't speak.

Now he can see her every day for a while, and he still feels dissatisfied, so he changed it to twice a week?

Isn't that his own life?

"No way!"

Song Lisheng knew his temper shaft and sighed, "But you're really tired of running back and forth like this." I know you want to be with me, but I don't worry about you. ”

"There's a driver, there's a bodyguard."

Song Lisheng stopped talking.

She knew it didn't make sense with this person.

Forget it, let it be.

The hotel delivered the food and put it all in place.

Who made this their big boss!

Song Lisheng was indeed a little hungry before.

But now when I see these dishes, I immediately frown again.

"Don't like it?"

"No, I just don't seem to be hungry."

Gu Zimo: .......

If everyone is like you, won't everyone who runs a restaurant have to go out of business?