Chapter 43
Xiqing was silent, in her opinion, he was clearly making trouble unreasonably, and his behavior was too naΓ―ve, and she didn't want to respond more. But Gu Weijun took her silence as a tacit acquiescence, and a nameless fire surged up.
The more angry he was, the calmer he became, he pressed the door frame with a cold face, and said sharply: "Xiqing opens the door like you!" β
Xiqingru hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "Did Childe misunderstand something, I don't have anything here." β
Gu Weijun smiled angrily and asked, "Why don't you open the door without you, isn't it because I'm afraid that I will find out that you have stolen a man." β
Xiqingru's expression changed slightly, and she said in a correct tone: "Son, don't spew blood, I'm Xiqingru and do it properly." β
Gu Weijun said stubbornly: "Since you are afraid of opening the door!" β
Xiqingru suddenly felt helpless, Gu Weijun had a cold face and was cold through the door frame, the door of the stalemate slowly opened, and Xiqingru's delicate face was in the eyes, her ruddy lips were pursed into a line, her eyes were cold, and she looked up at him.
"Childe, if you don't believe me, come and check," he said, turning his sleeves.
Listening to her somewhat scheming tone, she raised her long legs and stepped forward.
The porridge in his hand was probably already cold, and he said in a somewhat compromised tone, "Look, the porridge is cold, I'll let the kitchen remake a bowl?" β
Xi Qingru glanced at the porridge bowl in his hand, it was indeed no longer hot, and then looked at his slightly flattering look, and his heart softened.
She sighed and said softly, "Okay." β
Seeing that her attitude had also eased, Gu Weijun breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere in which the two of them were still fighting just now had improved a lot.
Gu Weijun stood at the door and shouted Xiao Meng a few times, and saw Xiao Meng running in pushing the courtyard door, and then quickly took the redo.
Gu Weijun sat down and stared straight at Xi Qingru, which made her a little strange, and she couldn't help but look at her glasses, but she didn't find anything wrong with herself.
"Childe, do you have anything on my face?"
Gu Weijun lowered his eyelids, "Don't take what happened just now to heart." β
Xi Qingru said: "Okay. β
She agreed so quickly that it made him a little bitter, as if she really didn't care.
Gu Weijun swept her slender and beautiful neck, still wearing a white silk scarf, "Don't you really call the doctor to take a look?" β
"I've already rubbed the medicine, and I'll be fine in a few days."
"Then let's go to the villa in the afternoon, it's been hot recently, I'll let the flower room do a good job of deworming first."
Xi Qingru showed a little hesitation, the identity of that man was not clear, and if she didn't find out as soon as possible, it would always make her feel uneasy.
"Shall we delay for two more days?"
Gu Weijun asked, "Why?" Not used to living in a villa? β
Xi Qingru nodded solemnly: "I'm really not used to modern style housing. β
"That's it......" I don't know what Gu Weijun is thinking, suddenly he smiled, it seems that he can only live in such a house in the future, it feels good.
Xiqing thought he was unwilling, so she hurriedly said, "Let's go over tomorrow?" β
Gu Weijun said: "Okay, then we'll go over tomorrow." β
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When night fell, waiting for everyone here to fall asleep, Xi Qingru gently pushed open the window, and in a flash, the person disappeared into the room. In the blink of an eye, she reappeared on the roof of Gu Weijun's courtyard, the night was hazy, and the whole courtyard seemed to be shrouded in mist, she waited and waited, and the man still did not appear after half of the hour.
Xi Qingru couldn't help but suspect that the man was not here, and he just appeared by chance last night.
She was about to turn around, when suddenly there was a flute sound in her ears, floating and floating, as if coming from a distance, she calmed down and listened carefully, the sound of the flute poured into her ears from east and west for a while, so that she could not recognize it for a while.
Suddenly, a soft sigh came to her ears, and she turned her head suddenly, the man with his back to her, the delicate flute shining beautifully in the hazy moonlight.