President Lu's sweet wife

Chapter 32 032 Guessing
Yes, why is he dressed so tightly.

It's cold, and it's indoors again, shouldn't it be so...almost abstinent?
Gu Cici snorted coldly in his heart, abstinence?He is not an abstinent person, and he is addicted to that kind of thing to the point of being unreasonable.

Lu Zhiyuan couldn't bear to read the document because she read it, but if he was influenced just because others read it twice, he wouldn't believe it, not to mention others didn't believe it.

But now he just can't read the words on the paper, and he can't help but look at her reservedly, as if the cloud is calm, and he doesn't care: "What's the matter?"

Gu Ci shook the pen in his hand, a little distressed: "Think about the details of the clothes." Forced to let his eyes return to the cuff button, all delicate people know what it feels like to be crushed into mud?

The ancient words are added to the newly formed folds of the clothes with the wrists, and the pen tip can't help but stop on the paper. People who usually wrap themselves, either have physical trauma or psychological trauma?

Will a proud man like him be traumatized?Can it only be—the shadow of childhood?

Gu Cici's eyes fell on his clothes again.

Lu Zhiyuan endured the strong restlessness, and held the edge of the paper without moving.

Shen Guangyao was on the verge of dying, being watched by a pair of clean eyes without blinking, those eyes were so obsessed that Mr. Lu was about to be stripped off!A man who can bear it, but if she has other thoughts?Her eyes were too clean, could it be that she was thinking too much, she just felt her true feelings.

If that's the case, it's not incomprehensible, after all, Mr. Lu is excellent.

Lu Zhiyuan was defeated, admitted that his skills were not as good as others, and he would be out of breath if he didn't move any longer.

Lu Zhiyuan put down the document in his hand calmly, pushed the juice in for her in a disguised way, took one from the pencil case, hesitated for a while, and gave her a pencil with a softer texture: "I don't know. No matter how you write, just rest for a while."

"Ah?" Gu Cici looked at the pen. There are many kinds of pencils. She didn't know that there are different types of pencils until she took the art test. She has seen this one countless times, but has never bought it.

Gu Cici stretched out his hand subconsciously.

Lu Zhiyuan watched the pencil fall into her slender white hand, gripped her delicate wrist, and looked at the document pretending to be safe, she didn't think much about it.

Looking at the pen in her hand, Gu Cici laughed at herself in a trance, she was used to getting what Lu Zhiyuan gave, if she didn't take it or took it slowly, she was the one who was unlucky.

If I had been shallower and richer, or had met him first, everything would have been much simpler, or she would have been more secular later on...

It's a pity that the hardships of life have never been her troubles; poverty will not make her feel unacceptable, everything she likes does not have him, and she loves her former self even more. If he doesn't appear, if Ji Yunxuan is still there, everything will be just fine look.

Gu Cici's hand landed on the paper again, and there was a clear gap between the lines of the pencil and the lines just now, just like she and him, people from two worlds.

So Gu Ci raised her head, she doesn't mind others talking about her family, and she also admits the gap between people, she and Lu Zhiyuan have strengths and weaknesses!She admits it!So... what did he seal up?
Gu Cici was not someone who left questions overnight, so she stretched out her hand to hold his arm without any hesitation.

If he has a problem, he subconsciously resists being touched!

But Lu Zhiyuan didn't have any overreaction, just turned his head slightly to look at her, followed her line of sight to look at her hand, then turned to her indifferently, with his usual voice: "What's wrong?" He didn't even move away calmly.

Gu Cici was puzzled, could it be that he was thinking wrong?He is just strict with himself?Use the right clothes to straighten your heart?Doesn't have a special meaning?
Otherwise, in such a sudden situation, it is impossible for him not to have a little extra reaction.

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"Your cufflinks are beautiful." Gu Cici rubbed his arm with his fingertips unwillingly.

"Don't move." With a low voice, he patiently unbuttoned the buttons, as if all his attention was on the cuff buttons, and his arms didn't even tremble.

But Gu Cici found that during the whole process, the outline of his clothes was not deformed by taking things, and it still stayed straight at the position of his wrist, without showing above his wrist.

"Okay." Lu Zhiyuan seized the opportunity to take her hand, and pinned the emerald cufflinks on her wrist sideways. He glanced at her painting by the way, and found that the cufflinks were very delicate. It seemed real. Likes: "Hold on and observe for two more days, maybe you can win a character award with a button."

As the old saying goes, 'When you become angry from shame', you have to pinch him.

Lu Zhiyuan easily held her wrist, and helped her put it back on the sketchbook, with a faint but genuine and gentle smile on his face: "Don't make trouble, it's class, let people see, draw."

Gu Cici's hand didn't move anymore, just now she touched a scar without borders, which is different from the raised lines of the muscles, it should be the natural marks left by old scars, because the wound is too deep, and because it was not treated properly, it was intertwined Bumpy scars.

It should be very long, so she didn't reach the edge with a finger.

Lu Zhiyuan knocked on the table in front of her: pay attention.

Gu Cici smiled, she held him back several times, but she didn't pay attention, just one?It suddenly occurred to her that she should have touched many such marks on him. When scratching him, the nails slipped to many different touches from the skin, or it should not be the bulge of the muscle.

Gu Cici was a little at a loss. If so, there should be a lot of them?But how could it be possible, with his identity and the fearful service of the two dogs beside him, who could hurt him like that!

Could it be when I was a child?Were you able to get in touch with him as a child?parents?loved ones?maid?Neighborhood?Accident?Kidnap?
She didn't care about it before, but now that she thinks about it, there should be many such abnormal places on his arms, and the scars of that degree are not the effect that her fingernails can scratch out.

What's more, at this time, she hasn't scratched him yet.

So the scars on his body have untouchable secrets, which caused him to have problems with his feelings? !
Lu Zhiyuan was really helpless: "Cici..."

Gu Cici immediately reached out his hand quickly, not noticing the difference between his name and the previous one!
Lu Zhiyuan easily pressed down her hand, before she could touch it, he blocked it an inch away, but his expression was still unhurried, with a hint of pampering, and he lowered his voice: "Don't make trouble."

Gu Cici thinks he is not a man without a city, but he still can't tell the difference between these wounds from his expression, is it his taboo?Ordinarily, it is impossible for a normal person to have so many old injuries, and the height of the little finger and thumb may indicate that there may be a gap in the time of their formation?
If this is the case, it is impossible for him not to have a stress response, but why is he still not stressed?

So Gu Cici didn't want to back down, blinked his eyes, and looked at him as if puzzled: "You know, I just learned to draw, and the direction of some muscles and bones is not clear, so let me take a look..."

(End of this chapter)