Madam, Mr. Gu begs you to pamper him!

Chapter 100 "She, is she dead?"

"Take a shower, I dare not pollute your bed."

Shu Yi: "..."

He took off his shirt and dropped it to the ground, his upper body bare.

Shu Yi stared at him with a pair of phoenix eyes, complaining silently, her eyes full of warning.

The man was unmoved, but instead had an ambiguous smile on his lips, "Madam, with this look, do you want to wash it with me?"

As he said that, Gu Tingche touched the buttons of Shuyi's shirt with his sharp hands.

She was startled, subconsciously turned sideways, and slapped his hand away, "I don't want to hurt my eyes, crawl away."

Shu Yi gritted her teeth slightly, and turned her head abruptly.

Who wants to watch him change clothes.

After saying that, Shu Yi lifted her legs and left the room.

I really don't want to take another look at this annoying man.

Shu Yi didn't leave the second floor, but instead went to the storage room on the side.

This is a room she has used to store things since she was a child. There is a bed in the center of the room, with a lot of sundries piled on it, which looks full.

They are all things that are not usually used, or things that cannot fit in her bedroom and have been moved over.

Usually, few people would come in, because Shu Yi had ordered that no one else could move this room, so it kept the original appearance.

Even Shu Yi herself doesn't come in often when she has nothing to do.

She went to the bedside table and squatted down, trying to find a cushion that was thrown there a long time ago, and spread it on the floor later.

If that man Gu Tingche is unwilling to get out of her bed, then she will make the floor by herself.

Shu Yi reached under the bed and touched the cushion hidden underneath.

Just as he was about to drag it out, the hand supporting the bedside table suddenly slipped.

Shu Yi's hands hung in the air for a while.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "gudong", as if something fell from above.

It is a voice recorder.

Shu Yi's eyelids twitched, and she narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

Why does this voice recorder look so familiar?

The style looks very old, the kind that only appeared more than ten years ago, and it is about as long as an index finger.

She watched it carefully for a while, and just a second before she was about to put down the recorder, she suddenly remembered something!
This recording pen seems to be a birthday present from her mother when she was four years old.

At that time, electronic products were not well developed, and all mobile phones used key-press machines like PHS.

To get a gift like a recording pen is enough for a child to be ecstatic.

Shu Yi was still young at that time, and after getting this gift, she carried it with her every day, and used it to record some trivial things in life from time to time.

It's just that children always like the new and dislike the old, and after playing for a while, they gradually forget it.

That's why it's been kept here.

It's rare for Shu Yi to find things from her childhood, and for a moment she was a little curious about what things she had recorded back then.

So I found the charging cable suitable for the recording pen from the box, charged it, then switched it on and off, and pressed the power button.

Fortunately, the voice recorder was of good quality, and it wasn't so broken that it couldn't be opened. Perhaps it was because Shuyi seldom used it at that time and cherished it very much.

Soon, the recorder turned on a small red light.

After a burst of noisy "beep beep", a slightly hoarse, but recognizable voice came out——

"Mom, Yi'er really wants a little baby!" This is the voice of Shu Yi, who is only four years old, and she is still very immature.

The voice of the woman with her arms around her was gentle: "Don't Yi'er have many babies?"

Xiao Yi'er hugged the doll in her arms and shook her head, "I want...really!"

It turned out to be born.

Can't help laughing: "Yi'er has many brothers, brother Wang, brother Cheng are all your brothers!"

Xiao Yi'er muttered to herself: "But there are already so many brothers, and Yi'er wants sisters and sisters!"

Shu's mother was in a daze for a moment, and a faint melancholy appeared on her face.

Her throat moved, and her voice became hoarse when she spoke again: "Does Yi'er want... sister?"

Xiao Yi'er hugged Shu's mother's waist, and said in a low voice, "As long as it is born by mother, Yi'er will love it!"

My thoughts seemed to be pulled back to the scene of Shu Yi acting like a baby in her mother's arms when she was still a young child more than 20 years ago.

There was a warm smile on the face close to the receiver, the time when my mother was still there, I really miss it so much that I can't reach it in my life.

My heart is like a silk thread, intertwined and entangled, and I lowered my eyes comfortably, and was about to put down the recorder.

In the next second, there was a hoarse "beep" sound from the recorder.

It got stuck for a moment, as if the scene had changed suddenly, and a man's voice of shock and anger came from the recording pen——

"Bitch! Shameless thing! This is not a place for you to fuck!"

Shu Yi paused, and her gaze fell back to the recording pen.

"..."

"Zizzizi..."

Perhaps it was too long ago, and the recorder stuck for a while, and then came the trembling voice of a woman crying:

"She, is she dead?"

　Second watch, here comes the big secret!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)