Song Zhiyi frowned, and immediately turned her face sideways to avoid Gu Jinyan's kiss.

Gu Jinyan had a cold face, and the hand that pinched her chin was slightly forced.

Song Zhiyi was in pain, and the resistance on her face was even more obvious.

"Mr. Gu doesn't want to do that again?"

Gu Jinyan's face changed slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

What is Song Zhiyi when he is? Do you just want to do that kind of thing all the time?

Looking at the rejection on her face, Gu Jinyan took a deep breath, looked at her with deep eyes, and spoke.

"If you want to, I'll be able to satisfy you."

Song Zhiyi paused, reached out and took away Gu Jinyan's hand holding her chin, and said in an extremely indifferent tone.

"Since Mr. Gu doesn't want to do that, then don't kiss me."

"In my opinion, kissing is something that only two lovers can do."

Gu Jinyan heard this, and his face turned cold.

Song Zhiyi took his hand away and walked into the cloakroom to change clothes.

Inside the restaurant.

Gu Junting sat on the chair obediently and waited for Song Zhiyi and Gu Jinyan to come out.

When Gu Jinyan walked out alone, Gu Junting's little face was full of doubts.

"Dad, where's Dr. Song?"

Gu Jinyan was not in a very good mood when he was provoked by Song Zhiyi, but in front of Gu Junting, he still tried his best to control his emotions, and his face returned to his former calmness.

"Still changing."

Gu Junting nodded, and then asked again.

"Then why don't you help Doctor Song?"

"Dr. Song is sick, and it must be very inconvenient."

An Ran heard Gu Junting's words, pursed his lips and smiled.

Looking at Gu Jinyan's ugly face, it was probably because Song Zhiyi was unwilling to let him help.

Gu Junting didn't know the contradiction between Song Zhiyi and Gu Jinyan, and the current problem was like a knife in Gu Jinyan's heart.

Seeing that Gu Jinyan didn't answer his words, Gu Junting pursed his lips and jumped off the seat.

An Ran was startled, and immediately reached out to help him.

"Little master, you can slow down."

Now Gu Junting's body can't be bumped or touched, it's completely a porcelain doll.

Gu Junting's face was full of indifference, and he walked in the direction of the bedroom.

He had just reached the bedroom door and was about to knock on it, when the little hand he raised fell on the door when it was opened from the inside.

Song Zhiyi changed her clothes, stood at the door, and saw Gu Junting, a shallow smile on the corner of her lips.

Every time Gu Junting saw Song Zhiyi before, Song Zhiyi was almost always wearing a white coat or a very simple dress.

At this moment, she is wearing the clothes prepared for her by Gu Jinyan, even if she does not have exquisite makeup on her face, she looks like a daughter from a big family.

"Doctor Song."

"You're so pretty."

Gu Junting couldn't help but praise.

His dark eyes were full of surprise, and his sincere look made Song Zhiyi blush.

All the clothes Gu Jinyan prepared for her were in this kind of celebrity style.

She had never worn this style of clothing before, and often wore jeans with a shirt.

"Thank you."

"Let's go have lunch."

Song Zhiyi smiled slightly, reached out to take Gu Junting's hand, and walked towards the restaurant with Gu Junting.

Gu Junting looked at the hand held by Song Zhiyi, and only felt extra warm.

Song Zhiyi took Gu Junting to the dining table, hugged Gu Junting to the dining chair and sat down, and then sat next to Gu Junting.

Gu Jinyan sat on the chair indifferently and looked at all Song Zhiyi's actions with cold eyes.

Some of Song Zhiyi's natural movements seem to be more like Gu Junting's mother than Song Xuewei.

When he had this thought in his mind, Gu Jinyan couldn't help frowning.

Soon he banished the thought from his mind.

After all, Song Xuewei and Gu Junting have less contact time.

So maybe in some aspects, it's normal to not be so meticulous.