Hot and seductive

Hearing this, Gu Song's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

He put the medicinal materials in the cabinet of the pharmacy, and then walked out of the pharmacy. At this moment, Ling Luo washed his face and walked out from the east wing.

Ling Luo looked at Gu Song who was not in high spirits, and asked calmly: "Gu Song, how did you and You Xiao know each other? You seem very afraid of him."

Chi Youxiao said that when he and Gu Song met in country m, they were just casual acquaintances, but after returning home, he happened to need to find a housekeeper, so he handed Gu Song an invitation letter.

Logically speaking, if they are just casual acquaintances, why does it feel that Gu Song knows Chi Youxiao well when they get along?Scared again?
"How did you know..."

When Gu Song heard Ling Luo's question, he couldn't help but fell into memory.

……

Five years ago, a certain street in country m.

The heavy snow was flying, the cold wind was like a knife, and the ground and the eaves were covered with desolation.

On the quiet street, there was no one there, but from a dilapidated alley, there was the sound of beatings, accompanied by a few hearty laughter, gloomy and indifferent.

Following the sound, a group of European and American men punched and kicked around a curled up figure. The beaten man was already bloody and bloody, and he couldn't see the figure clearly, but he gritted his teeth and didn't even utter a moan.

The snow on which he was lying had already been soaked in blood, which was shocking.

Even if someone occasionally hears the sound and opens the window to take a look, it's nothing to do with him and return to the room.

The reason why they are so indifferent is undoubtedly the skin color of the person who was beaten.

Racial discrimination is engraved in their bones.

What's more, one of the children who were besieged was the son of a well-known politician, and they didn't dare to meddle in such nosy matters.

Here, it is not uncommon for someone to be beaten to death.

The person who was beaten was almost dying, and his arms and body in defensive movements gradually showed signs of weakness. Seeing him like this, the group of people seemed to have been drugged, and became more excited, and the strength of their feet became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, the sound of stepping on snow came from the alley from far and near. Obviously, someone walked into the alley.

"hold one's hand!"

A magnetic voice with pure American pronunciation came, carrying a biting chill.

Everyone stopped their hands, turned around and looked towards the entrance of the alley, only to see a young man standing not far from them. This man was handsome in appearance, but immature with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his thin arms and legs were more likely to be folded casually. break off.

A few sturdy standard European and American men naturally looked down on the man who also looked like a sick man, arrogant and disdainful: "Stinky boy, do you want to meddle in your own business?"

The American pronunciation they speak will not trouble immature boys.

His eyes had a ferocity that didn't belong to his age: "I'll take care of bullying people from country Z!"

……

In the yard, Ling Luo looked at Gu Song who had been silent all this time, and said, "Gu Song?"

Gu Song came back to his senses from the past, and said: "Five years ago, I was almost beaten to death in country m, and happened to be helped by a passing young master, and we met like this..."

Speaking of this, Gu Song's eyes darkened. The memory of that winter is not good. No one knows the despair on the verge of death, but he has experienced it personally and survived it.

Hearing this, Ling Luo raised his eyebrows and said, "Thank you for saving your life?"

This is very different from the casual acquaintance that Chi Youxiao said.

Gu Song calmly said: "Forget it, it doesn't count. The young master never took this matter to heart. For him, it's just a matter of little effort."

What he said was not impossible.

Chi Youxiao would never take credit for this kind of thing, after all, his life was pretty messed up.

Ling Luo blinked: "How many times does he beat down by himself?"

Gu Song paused suddenly.

Oh no, let me slip the tongue. Wouldn't it be metaphysical to say that the eldest brother beats up seven or eight people by himself?
He looked at the glare of the sun and said, "Master, there are bodyguards by his side."

There should be no problem with this reason, but when the eldest brother comes back later, he must have a serial number, otherwise he really can't justify himself.

A certain thought flashed through Gu Song's brain, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it, but he still looked at Ling Luo strangely: "Madam, why are you asking me so much today?"

Although the master and servant could also chat in the past, Ling Luo never asked so many questions, and the questions were repeated several times.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly want to know about You Xiao's life in Country M."

Ling Luo smiled awkwardly.

Gu Song suddenly realized: "Oh, I see, madam, you are in love with the young master, right?"

Ling Luo glanced at Gu Song angrily, and said, "What? I usually show that I don't love your young master very much?"

"Madam, let me tell you the truth." Gu Song hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't hold back, and said, "Isn't it all the young master's wishful thinking before?"

Ling Luo: "..." How dare you say it.

But at the same time, it can be seen that Gu Song should have nothing to do with those people in Financial Street. How can such a stupid person survive among a group of foxes?

Impossible.

"How is it possible? It's all your illusion." Ling Luo waved his hands angrily, and sat on the imperial concubine's couch: "Okay, I have nothing else to do, you can go about your business."

Gu Song thought that his words made Ling Luo unhappy, so he immediately thought of an excuse and said: "Madam, in fact, you have been very kind to the young master from the beginning, and the young master always told me that marrying you is so considerate and considerate. The gentle and gentle young mistress is a blessing he cultivated in his previous life."

At that time, in order to maintain the personality, the eldest brother did not cook for a few days. Later, his wife took the spoon. Since the eldest brother's stomach gradually adapted to the water quality here, the elder sister even bought delicious food for the eldest brother every now and then. Sometimes he would even give him a copy... such a sister-in-law, not to mention that the elder brother is satisfied, he is quite satisfied.

"Will you please make me happy?" Ling Luo still couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips.

Gu Song immediately admitted his mistake: "I did speak rudely to my wife just now."

Ling Luo smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm not angry, what you said is also true."

"No, no, it's because I overstepped the distance and disrespected my wife." Gu Song admitted his mistake very well: "Well, in order to express my apology, I will give my wife a gift."

This blunt turning point made Ling Luo not slow down for a while: "Gift, what gift?"

"It's summer now, and crayfish are the best time for fat and taste. They are even bigger than those last time. It just so happened that a batch of fresh lobsters came from the market uncle, and the price is also very favorable. Why don't I buy them tonight? How about making some lobster dishes for your wife?"

The more Gu Song talked, the more energetic he became, and he was even eager to try.

The corner of Ling Luo's mouth twitched fiercely, she said, the topic changed so bluntly, so she was waiting for her here.

"Gu Song, are you giving me a gift? Or are you trying to murder me?"