Chapter 11: Love is more natural than death
"Get out!"
Gu Pingsheng heard Wen Zhixia's voice, got up from the chair, and said to Li Yueting in a low voice before going upstairs.
Li Yueting watched him stride upstairs, hugged Wen Zhixia at the top of the stairs, and bent down to pick him up: "Why do you run around without shoes, you are weak, you don't know?"
It should have been a reprimand, but he was born with tenderness.
Wen Zhixia gently rested his head on his shoulder, "When did you come back?"
"An hour ago. He replied.
"I make a lot of what you like to eat. Her voice was a little low, "It should be cold by now." ”
He carried her to the bed, propped herself on one knee, and put her slippers on, "Eat it, it tastes good." ”
Wen Zhixia raised the corners of his lips and said angrily: "But, it's cold." ”
He straightened up, raised his head, and reached the back of her neck with his big palm, imprinted a deep kiss, and the tip of his tongue traced the shape of her lips, "Then you...... Give me warmth. ”
He was always a little rude and indulgent in bed, and when he was emotional, he would hurt her.
She was a little uncomfortable, but as long as she watched him sweat profusely, his eyes full of her, and when he called her name, she let him go.
Wen Zhixia's mentor, Professor Wang, who strongly recommended her to escort Qingbei, had a deep talk with her when she gave up escorting and followed Gu Pingsheng to start a business.
He said: "Zhixia, you kid is good at everything, you are smart and can endure your temperament, the teacher is not worried that you will fail in everything you do, but only in Gu Pingsheng, the wild boy, you ...... Too indulgent to him. In the future, I am afraid that I will suffer. ”
What did Wen Zhixia say at the time?
It seems to be, "Professor, if Gu Pingsheng will turn his back on Wen Zhixia in his life, then there is a high probability that I will not meet a second person in love." ”
When I was young, I always thought that love was more natural than death.
Afterwards, Wen Zhixia fell asleep sleepily.
Gu Pingsheng's fingers lightly swiped across her face, lifted the quilt, and went to the bathroom.
The next morning, the leaves outside the window crop the morning sun, casting mottled images on the bed.
Wen Zhixia opened his eyes slowly, and there was no Gu Pingsheng beside the bed.
Downstairs, she heard the sound of ping-pong from the kitchen, and she approached to see a man with an apron tied around his waist and his cuffs rolled up to expose his forearms, cooking breakfast.
"Go wash up first, and you'll be fine right away. ”
He seemed to have eyes behind his back, and when she stood in the kitchen doorway, he turned his head and imprinted a kiss on her forehead.
At the dining table, Gu Pingsheng took out a gift and put it on her neck, "I came back too late yesterday, and I'll give it to you now, happy third anniversary, my Xia Xia." ”
Gifts, Wen Zhixia is not lacking in expensive gifts, and she does not pursue these, but as long as he gives them, she is happy: "What I prepared for you is ......"
"Watch. Gu Pingsheng took it from behind him and put it on, a low-key and restrained private customization model, not only to burn money, but also to make an appointment.
Wen Zhixia contacted the manufacturer half a year in advance, and it took half a year to ship it by air from design to production.
"It's a good fit. She said, but there was still some regret, "When you have time, let's go take a set of wedding photos." ”
He said "yes", and picked up the vibrating phone, which was called by Zhao Fuhe.
He stood up and walked over to pour a glass of water before answering the phone.
"Senior, you said you were going to take me to the banquet today, I'm ready, when will you pick me up?" Zhao Fuhe said in a soft voice.
Gu Pingsheng looked down at the watch on his wrist: "An hour." ”
Wen Zhixia turned his head and looked at the man who was answering the phone in the distance, and his expression paused.
He didn't answer the phone for long, and after a few words, he returned to the table to have breakfast with her.
She spoke, "...... Today is Professor Wang's birthday, and I would like to ......"
"I'll have people send gifts, there's a meeting going today, if you want to go, I'll ask the driver to send you." ”
Before she could speak, he had already taken the conversation, and did not say that he wanted to accompany her.
"Can't you come with me?" she asked.