Heixuan's credit card lay in Gu Nianzhi's white and tender hands, the black and white so distinct.
Gu Nianzhi was holding a hot potato and wanted to return the card. However, when he looked up at the unquestionable and undeniable look in Huo Shaoheng's handsome brows, Gu Nianzhi felt a little weak.
She stood in front of Huo Shaoheng with her hands spread out, her expression tangled and happy, her eyelashes flickering like flying butterflies, causing a huge wave in his heart.
Huo Shaoheng turned his head away. His hands were itchy and he wanted to smoke. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and played with the cigarette case with his long fingers, hesitating whether to smoke a cigarette.
Gu Nianzhi's eyes were involuntarily attracted to his hands. Those flawless hands had the word "perfect" written on every joint. He wished that someone could touch them to erase all the regrets in his life...
The undisguised obsession and greed in Gu Nianzhi's eyes suddenly pleased Huo Shaoheng.
He leaned forward slightly, lowered his head and put the hand holding the cigarette case in front of Gu Nianzhi's eyes, "What are you looking at? Huh?"
The final note was slightly raised, and the deep and smooth male voice passed by Gu Nianzhi's ears. Her earlobes turned red, and even her neck turned red.
Gu Nianzhi took a step back in a panic, fearing that Huo Shaoheng would see what she was thinking. She staggered back a step and stammered: "... Uncle Huo wants to smoke? I... I'll light a fire for you... "
She raised her head and glanced at Huo Shaoheng with twinkling eyes, trying her best to hide her ups and downs.
Is it still necessary to light a fire
Huo Shaoheng stared into her foggy and wet eyes, slowly put the cigarette case back into his trouser pocket, and asked, "Are you looking at the cigarette case?"
"Yeah." Gu Nianzhi nodded quickly and made the worst excuse, "It's getting late, I have to go to bed, Uncle Huo..." She raised her head and looked at Huo Shaoheng, "Where will you sleep today?"
"Second bed." Huo Shaoheng straightened up, turned and left.
Gu Nianzhi had no reason to keep him in the master bedroom this time, alas...
But when she put on Huo Shaoheng's T-shirt as pajamas, she was satisfied and slept soundly under the soft and warm white goose down quilt at night.
I had a dreamless night and woke up at seven o'clock the next morning.
After washing, he opened the bedroom door and saw that Huo Shaoheng was already up, dressed neatly, and standing in front of the bookshelf in the study, looking through a document.
The study door opens wide, facing the master bedroom door.
Huo Shaoheng is still wearing his regular clothes today, dark gray special thin wool trousers, the seam of the trousers is as straight as if there is a benchmark standing next to it, a dark brown military wide belt is tied around his waist, and a navy blue fine wool shirt is tied into the belt, with a broad back In Gu Nianzhi's eyes, it was a thrilling inverted V.
Before Gu Nianzhi had seen enough, Huo Shaoheng turned around leisurely and saw her standing at the door of the master bedroom. He nodded and said, "Are you up? Go have breakfast and then go to the third floor."
His mother Song Jinning lives on the third floor.
Gu Nianzhi put back his wandering thoughts and showed a big smile to Huo Shaoheng, "Let's go together?"
Huo Shaoheng thought for a while, put the documents back, walked out of the study, closed the door behind him, and walked out with her.
As soon as they went out, they saw Huo Jialan talking to the orderly standing guard at the door.
"Good morning, Aunt Lan." Gu Nianzhi greeted obediently.
Huo Jialan looked up and saw Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi coming out together. She immediately smiled and said, "Miss Gu, you got up so early? Why don't you sleep more?" Then she said to Huo Shaoheng, "Good morning, cousin."
"Morning." Huo Shaoheng looked in a good mood, "Is breakfast ready?"
"Okay, in the restaurant." Huo Jialan said, turned around and walked with Huo Shaoheng, "Cousin, how many days are you going to stay at home this time? My grandfather and second uncle were discussing just now, saying that you haven't been back for several years. If you go home to celebrate the New Year this year, do you want to invite your relatives and friends to your home to celebrate the New Year?”
Gu Nian was walking contentedly behind them, looking around inconspicuously, but when passing by the fork in the corridor where she met Song Jinning yesterday, she couldn't help but glance at the window at the end of the fork. —No one is standing here today.
"Look at your feet when walking, and what are you looking around for?" Although Huo Shaoheng and Huo Jialan were walking in front, the corner of his eye never left Gu Nianzhi.
Turning around and urging, Gu Nianzhi hurriedly caught up and said with a smile: "Uncle Huo, your house is too big. I'm afraid of getting lost, so I took note of the route."
Huo Jialan smiled and said, "Don't forget it. If you are worried about getting lost, just ask a servant to guide you."
"That's so troublesome!" Gu Nianzhi smiled and shook his head, "I can still do this little thing myself."
"It's not troublesome." Huo Jialan chuckled, "There are many servants in the house. If you don't ask them to work, they will be idle."
Gu Nianzhi laughed twice and said no more.
The three of them came to the restaurant and sat down. Breakfast was already set.
Huo Shaoheng still had those high-calorie, high-fat and high-protein nutritious meals, while Gu Nianzhi had toast, fried eggs and milk in front of him.
She doesn't like to eat these Western-style breakfasts, and she doesn't exercise as much as Huo Shaoheng, so she eats reluctantly. She only ate a piece of bread and stopped eating after drinking milk.
Huo Jialan saw it and pointed at her bowl and plate with a smile, "...Can't eat it? Not to your liking?"
"... Well, I just recovered from my illness, but I haven't worked up my appetite yet." Gu Nianzhi smiled at Huo Jialan.
After Huo Shaoheng finished his portion, he casually took the rest of Gu Nianzhi's breakfast and started eating it.
Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie at the dining table looked straight in the eye.
Huo Jialan was also extremely surprised. Looking at Huo Shaoheng who was calm and composed, and then looking at Gu Nianzhi who had a matter-of-fact expression, her brows furrowed.
Young people of their generation usually eat breakfast together. Mr. Huo, Huo Guanchen, Uncle Zhang, and Aunt Zhang don't come down to have breakfast. They eat in their own rooms.
Of course, Song Jinning did not eat in restaurants three times a day.
Last night was an exception.
After breakfast, Huo Shaoheng took Gu Nianzhi to the third floor to see Song Jinning.
Huo Jialan was about to follow, but Huo Guanchen, who had just come downstairs, stopped her, "Jialan, what gifts did the Xue family give during the New Year last year? Do you have a list?"
Huo Jialan said quickly: "Second uncle, there is some. I will get it for you right away."
Huo Guanchen nodded, "Hurry up, I have something else to do."
Huo Jialan had no choice but to go to the studio on the first floor to look for last year's New Year's gift list.
Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi came to the third floor and walked along the corridor. They actually saw a cleverly hidden staircase in the innermost cloakroom.
Gu Nianzhi looked at the stairs and said in awe, "I didn't expect there was something else on the third floor."
In fact, the third floor is not one floor, but two floors like a duplex.
It's just that from the appearance of the small building, it only has three floors.
Gu Nianzhi followed Huo Shaoheng upstairs.
This floor is also like an attic, with the floors not being as high as the floors below.
Huo Shaoheng, who was 1.88 meters tall, was walking in the middle, almost touching the ceiling.
Such a depressing space would be even more depressing for the sick Song Jinning...
Gu Nianzhi sighed slightly in his heart and followed Huo Shaoheng to a half-open door.
There was a woman talking inside: "Mrs. Song, what are you doing in the small kitchen when you get up early in the morning? Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll let the big kitchen below do it?"
Song Jinning didn't speak, but the aroma of food could be heard.
With a thought in her heart, Gu Nianzhi walked past Huo Shaoheng and said with a crisp smile: "Good morning, Mrs. Huo!"
The entrance was into a small room similar to a living room. There was a door against the east wall. A middle-aged woman dressed as a maid in white clothes and black pants turned out of the door. She was startled when she saw Gu Nianzhi. Then she saw Gu Nianzhi. Huo Shaoheng behind him hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Master Huo, Miss Gu."
Huo Shaoheng said nothing and stood silently behind Gu Nianzhi.
Song Jinning heard the voice and came out of the door. When she saw Gu Nianzhi's smiling face, she was stunned, "Who are you?"
Gu Nianzhi had already mastered the art of cooking. She said calmly: "I am Gu Nianzhi. Mrs. Huo, you said yesterday that you would cook something for me. I remembered it."
Song Jinning looked at her blankly and said to himself: "...Have I ever said that? But I can't remember..."
She thought hard, her expression began to be painful, she held her head, feeling a little at a loss.
Looking up and catching a glimpse of Huo Shaoheng, she was instinctively afraid of him and shrank back.
Gu Nianzhi held her hand disapprovingly, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it. Just think that I'm here to feed Mrs. Huo today! To be honest, I haven't had enough breakfast yet!"
Just now she was full when she smelled the food, but now she was hungry when she smelled the food.
Gu Nianzhi couldn't help but swallowed.
Her leisurely and natural posture infected Song Jinning. She leaned over and asked, "Are you really hungry?"
"Well, I'm very hungry." Gu Nianzhi took her hand and turned to the small door, "Is this your kitchen?"
What came in front of us was a very simple kitchen. There was only one burner on the stove, and a pot of white porridge was stewed on it. The aroma of the food came from the white porridge.
Gu Nianzhi looked down and couldn't help but take another sip of saliva. The porridge was cooked so well that the rice grains were almost broken in the pot, but the grains were distinct and not mushy.
Song Jinning was amused by her greedy look, and took a spoon to scoop out a bowl for her, "Eat it when you're hungry, there's still more in the pot." After saying that, she glanced at Huo Shaoheng, who followed him in silence, and timidly said Ask him: "You... uh, do you want to eat?"
Huo Shaoheng nodded.
Song Jinning hurriedly served him another bowl.
Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng were sitting at the small kitchen table, drinking porridge facing each other.
This porridge is really cooked, all the oil has been boiled out, it is moist and glutinous, and the natural aroma of the rice is melted into the porridge. It does not require any seasonings or additions. It relies solely on heat and rice. It is really the best white porridge.
Gu Nianzhi felt that one bowl was not enough, so he ate another bowl, until Song Jinning's small porridge pot was almost empty.
"...Huh? Sorry, Mrs. Huo, I should have left some for you." Gu Nianzhi apologized very embarrassedly.
These two bowls of porridge were the most delicious food she had eaten in the past two days, and they were also the food that made her truly full.
Song Jinning smiled happily and said smoothly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. You can eat as long as you like. I still have food, which is specially prepared for you."
"Let me tell you! You actually remember what you said yesterday!" Gu Nianzhi hugged Song Jinning's arm happily, "Well, let's do this, I ate the food you cooked, and I will also cook for you, okay? "
Song Jinning nodded repeatedly, "Okay, what will you do?"
Gu Nianzhi actually doesn't know how to do anything but cook instant noodles...
Of course Huo Shaoheng would not let her cook instant noodles at home for his mother. Hearing this, he glanced at her and said, "You go out with her, and I'll do it."
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This is the first update of 3,000 words.
Today’s second update is also two updates in one, including the first update for Lord Ren Xiaoyao 2722, the leader of the July reward of spiritual pets, at around 1 p.m.
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O(∩_∩)O~. (To be continued.)