The temples are known as "extrameridian acupoints" in the meridians of traditional Chinese medicine, and to relieve their pain, massage techniques are also exquisite.

Gu Siting lay down on the massage chair, and Mingqi stood behind him and pressed his temples for him.

Her fingertips were slightly cold, and the pressure on his temples was neither light nor heavy.

Gu Siting's heavy and aching head was relieved a lot for a while.

Close your eyes, sleepiness hits.

Having experienced too much since he was a child has made him sharp and vigilant.

He rarely fell asleep in front of others, but at this moment, he actually believed the little maid behind him.

Half an hour later, Mingji looked at the man who was asleep, and she stopped the massage.

After the man fell asleep, he cut down the sharpness and sharpness, and there was a bit of unguarded Tsinghua under the outline of the light.

But the aura of being close to people on his body still hasn't dissipated, and it looks cold and makes people feel difficult to get along with.

But cold is cold, and they are still good-looking.

It's no wonder that Miss Zhou wants to climb into his bed.

Mingqi took a thin strip of hair from the cabinet and put it on the man.

Sister-in-law Zhong told her that Gu Siting had to turn on the light even if he fell asleep, and the room could not be dark, so she left a wall lamp and left his bedroom.

The next day, when the sky was white, Gu Siting woke up from his sleep.

I slept almost until dawn last night, and I was refreshed.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had slept before the wee hours of the morning.

My head doesn't seem to hurt anymore.

Gu Siting lowered his head and saw the blanket covering his body, and there was a hint of softness between his eyebrows that even he had not noticed.

It is said that he is impersonal, cold-blooded and indifferent, but in fact, he also longs for warmth in his heart.

But who has ever given him warmth?

He almost died when he was a child, who really cared except the old lady?

He closed his deep eyes, which were faintly scarlet and bloodshot, and when he opened them again, there was nothing abnormal in them.

He has reverted to the cold, noble, and high-minded Gu Siye.

When Gu Siting went downstairs, Ming Qi was already making breakfast.

He walked behind her and coughed lowly, "Gu Fuzhen, wait for you to make a few snacks and go to Mu's house with me." ”

Mujia?

Mu Chengjin's family?

The most important thing to be a good little maid is to do whatever the master tells you to do, don't ask too much.

"Okay."

After Mingqi made the dim sum, he took Gu Siting's car and went to Mu's house together.

Before going to Mu's house, Gu Siting went to pick up Yan Xi.

Yan Xi saw Ming Qi in the back row, he was stunned at first, and then smashed his mouth again, "Fourth brother, you are too partial, right?" I asked you to borrow the little maid several times, but you didn't borrow me, Cheng Jin didn't open his mouth, so you took the initiative to bring someone over! ”

Gu Siting threw a few boxes of snacks on Yan Xi, "Less nonsense." ”

Yan Xi opened the dim sum box, saw the exquisite and tempting dim sum inside, picked it up and took a bite.

"Damn, this is too delicious, isn't it?" Yan Xi looked back at Ming Qi, who was sitting in the back row, "Gu Fuzhen, you are really a treasure maid, I will give you four times your salary, do you want to consider changing jobs-hmm!" ”

Before he finished speaking, a snack thrown over by Gu Siting happened to be gagged.

Seeing this scene, Ming Qi couldn't help but laugh.

Just smiling and laughing, he noticed that something was wrong, and the man who was driving looked at her through the rearview mirror.

The moment Gu Siting and Mingqi looked at each other, he narrowed his dark narrow eyes slightly.

The little maid laughed, inexplicably a bit like the woman.

How many times have you thought about that woman lately, it seems a bit frequent?

Is it because of the little maid in front of you?