Only then did Gu Qingqing realize that maybe, probably, just now, Leng Sicheng was just - shy?

No, it won't, right?

She has seen the angry Leng Si Cheng, she has also seen him who is indifferent, he who is arrogant when she is emotional, and he who is gentle when she is occasionally sick and fragile......

It seems that he is always weightlifting lightly and indifferently, but he didn't expect that there would be such a time - when he was embarrassed and shy!

She also took a tentative step forward and knocked on the bathroom door: "Do you want me to give you a massage?" ”

What I got was a slightly angry voice from Leng Sicheng inside: "No! I have hands and feet, and I will come myself. ”

Gu Qingqing has lived with him for three years, and he can be regarded as understanding him - if he doesn't usually need it, his voice will be very peaceful, definitely not like now, his voice fluctuates greatly, and he seems to be trying his best to deny something.

"Is it really not needed? I slept with you last night, you shouldn't be very comfortable now, right? ”

"No!" Inside, there was another rejection.

Gu Qingqing stood outside the door, and for the first time, there was no pain and shame in being rejected by him, but there was still a trace of joy.

I didn't expect to see it like this - the embarrassed Leng Si City!

From the past to the present, when the relationship between the two people was at its worst, he was high-minded, indifferent and unapproachable. When the two of them eased up a little, he was just as calm and peaceful. It seems that he can handle everything well at any time, whether it is at work or in his "private life", and he is so powerful that he can do anything.

Gradually, in her eyes, he almost became a symbol, a distant object. Even if he lives by his side every day, there is no sense of reality, just like the feeling of fans worshipping idols, and there is an inexplicable sense of distance.

Now, occasionally discovering a little "shortcoming" in his life has made her feel very down-to-earth.

No wonder some people say that marriage is the grave of love. Because love is to show you the best side of yourself and hide the bad side. But marriage, but firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, people eat grains, how can there be any shortcomings?

Compared to the cold, ignoring people for a week, she would rather Leng Sicheng be like this today, sleeping with her in her arms, and being embarrassed to let her know when she gets up!

She stood in the doorway and said, "What do you want to eat?" I'll make you breakfast. ”

There was no response for a long time, and it was a long time before I heard a somewhat wilting voice: "Hmm." ”

Because of the "twists and turns" of getting up early, the relationship between her and Leng Sicheng has eased a lot. She didn't eat much last night, there were dumplings in the refrigerator, they were boiled in the pot, plus a bowl of white porridge, split a salted duck egg, half for one person.

Leng Sicheng, who came down to eat, was indifferent, but Gu Qingqing always liked to look at him, as if his neck hadn't gone back after falling into the pillow. After looking at it a few times in a row, Leng Sicheng's pupils lifted, and his jade-like face actually showed a slight hint of anger, "What are you looking at." ”

"No, nothing." She shook her head, stifling a smile.

But after saying that, she lowered her head and took a sip of porridge, and looked up at him again—it was so cute!

Leng Sicheng put down the bowl and coughed. Gu Qingqing wanted to cooperate with him with a strained face, but he couldn't help it and chuckled.