Eight thirty.

I did it early, but Leng Si City hasn't come down yet.

The room in Leng Si Cheng is also on the second floor. One to the east and the other to the west, with several rooms in between, as if they wished to draw a Chu River and Han boundary with her, far away.

She never went to the room in Lengsi City - when she first got married, she also wanted to go over and please him, and knocked on the door with a supper coffee, not to mention begging him to go back to the room to rest with her, at least, he had to continue to work, and it was good to have some supper and some coffee.

Who knows, on the other hand, it was Leng Sicheng's indifferent and indifferent face, and a sharp knife-like sentence: "Why, I haven't 'satisfied' you just now?" You still want to come and beg me to 'continue'? Oh, you're pretty good at the aftermath anyway, and I don't have to worry about killing me if I 'enjoy' it a few more times." ”

That's what he does! The murder that can be said in one sentence is bloodless, and her heart is full of holes.

He also didn't like her calling his private cell phone number. One time her brother had a gambling debt, and she called him in a panic. Just said the reason, Leng Sicheng didn't even reply a word, and hung up the phone directly.

She will never forget what it was like to have a mechanical "doodoo" phone on her phone!

It's like the originally boiling blood, suddenly encountered the cold snap of Siberia, and the cold veins were frozen!

From then on, she never dared to call his private number or care about any of his little things.

At this point, too.

Walking to the door of his room, she hesitated a little, her red lips opened slightly, and before she could say a word, she closed it gently. After thinking about it, he decided to raise his hand and knock on the door and tell him to go downstairs for breakfast.

Halfway through the hand, the door suddenly opened! Leng Sicheng's calm and condensed face appeared in front of her like this!

Gu Qingqing's hand was still raised in mid-air, Leng Sicheng's light pupils quietly swept towards her, she was like an electric shock, her eyes lowered slightly, and she immediately took her hand back, and put her hand behind her back like a student. Speak softly: "Breakfast is ready, you ......"

Leng Si Chengli ignored her, his eyes were indifferent, his long legs took a step, he walked around her, and went downstairs directly.

Gu Qingqing froze for a moment, watched his figure turn from the staircase, walked to the restaurant, paused, and followed.

In the restaurant, Leng Sicheng had already sat down, and the little nanny divided the chopsticks for the two. Leng Sicheng picked up the spoon and was about to drink it, but she added: "This is made by Mrs. herself." ”

Gu Qingqing was a little nervous, this was the first time she had cooked for Leng Sicheng. Before it was served, she had secretly tried it, and it shouldn't be bad.

Glancing at the dining table, Leng Sicheng didn't even move his eyebrows, and the hand that picked up the spoon kept sending it to his mouth.

And then another bite.

After Leng Sicheng took a few bites, he put down the spoon, Gu Qingqing suddenly became nervous, and thought that he was finally leaving. Who knows, he picked up chopsticks and picked up a dish.

Then, I tried another one.

Gu Qingqing had been nervously watching him try the dishes on the table with an elegant posture, she had just breathed a sigh of relief, but found that Leng Sicheng suddenly put down the chopsticks and stared at her.

Gu Qingqing was taken aback, could it be that Leng Sicheng was going to be angry? Sure enough, his eyes were faint, and he opened his mouth to say: "You have poison in your dish?" ”