Maybe it’s because the rain outside is too loud, maybe the smile on her face is too sweet, or maybe she will leave again tomorrow, and maybe we won’t see her for a long time...
Mu Xuanqing took Gu Qingyu's hand.
"The first time you come to your house, are you planning to leave me alone in the house to fend for itself?"
Gu Qingyu raised his eyebrows, "Sir~Could it be..."
She leaned close to him and teased him with a smile: "Could it be that your husband is a child, and when he arrives in a strange place, someone has to be with him... to fall asleep?"
She looked so cute, his eyes were full of smiles, and he nodded solemnly, "Yeah."
Gu Qingyu laughed out loud, holding his hand, "Okay, then I'll take you to get familiar with this place..."
However, she didn't like the rest of Gu's house, so she directly pulled Mu Xuanqing into her room. From a distance, Gu Wenqiang happened to be upstairs, vaguely saw this scene, and squinted...
Gu Qingyu’s room was not like a normal girl’s room. It was filled with various plants and some painting tools. On the easel was a picture she had not finished painting. He was interested for a while, so he stepped forward and took a look. , Gu Qingyu lifted his cheek to look at him, "Sir, painting is conducive to calming the mind, or would you help me continue painting?"
Mu Xuanqing raised his eyebrows, but did not refuse, took out the paintbrush and started to adjust the paint, really painting.
The husband is worthy of being a husband, even the way he paints is so elegant.
Gu Qingyu quietly read the book, and occasionally looked up at him, only to find that the white shirt on Mu Xuanqing's body had been stained with blue paint at some point, and his chin was also stained at some point. A little bit.
She laughed out loud, feeling that such a gentleman was more grounded, and the laughter successfully made Mu Xuanqing raise her head and look at her.
Gu Qingyu walked over, stood on tiptoe, took out a wet tissue, and gently wiped the paint on his chin for him.
It's not good to stick paint directly on the body.
It's fun though it's fun, so it's best to wipe it off quickly.
She thought about it, but the paint was a bit dry. It was really not easy to rub it directly. Moreover, because it was on his face, she didn't dare to use too much force, so she rubbed it for him so carefully, looking at the paint. She disappeared little by little, and she nodded in satisfaction.
She didn't notice. Mu Xuanqing had something wrong with her eyes when she looked at her close at hand. At such a close distance, he could feel the faint scent of her body, see her skin that can be broken by a blow, and exhale. Rulan's lips...
The throat moved.
"Alright." Gu Qingyu took a step back and looked at him with a smile.
Mu Xuan made a light cough and grabbed the water next to him. Xu was too hot, so he drank a glass of water.
But the strange thing was that the cold water couldn't calm the restlessness in his body, but made him even hotter.
Pulling off the button of the collar, he took a breath and said, "I... I'll go back and rest first."
Gu Qingyu felt a little strange, it's not hot now, why is there sweat on his forehead
"Sir, what's the matter with you?"
Reaching out, she touched his forehead.
Her hands were cold, soft, and very comfortable. He suddenly felt like a traveler in an oasis in the desert. He grabbed the hand she wanted to pull away and turned his head. He looked at her with hot eyes...
Gu Qingyu didn't understand how dangerous the light in the man's eyes was at the moment, she only felt puzzled, and then she didn't want to look at him uncomfortable.