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Chapter 707 Silence Is His Biggest Cry 7
This sleep was very deep, the sun was high, and the warm sunlight playfully entered through the gaps in the curtains, caressing her cheeks.

Chen Xing lazily opened his eyes, suffering from the aftereffects of drunkenness, his head still ached.

She moved her body and felt an arm bound her waist.

She turned her face sideways, and Gu Shaocheng's peaceful sleeping face came into view suddenly, yes, it was him, sleeping peacefully, frowning tightly, sleeping more deeply than her.

At that moment, her heart soared violently.

But seeing the interior decoration clearly, the heart that soared to the sky quickly fell back.

It's the bedroom in the palace complex, not the bedroom of the Gu family!

In the past, he was afraid that she would not sleep well in a strange place, even when he traveled to Dubai, he would copy the Gu family's bedroom in the hotel. Now that he threw her here, he didn't think about the fact that the illness she admitted was not cured?

This is already an incurable disease.

She recognized it, it was him!

……

The curling mist from the hot water lingered around, Chen Xing closed his eyes and let the hot water wash over his body.

She couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. Although she was drunk last night, she was somewhat sober. She remembered begging him to take her home over and over again, but in the end he still brought her here.

How could she get his forgiveness?She just fell in love with a man!
Shaocheng's attitude towards him, why is he so resolute, and in his resoluteness, he can't bear it everywhere? Does he really want to torture her heart like this?

……

After taking a bath, cooking porridge, looking for the first aid kit and kneeling on Simmons, he turned the sleeping man over and re-packed the wounds on his arms and legs, as well as some fine pieces that were bitten by her. The wound, bit by bit, carefully.

When Gu Shaocheng woke up, Chen Xing had already prepared a table of breakfast.

He sat in front of the round table, pressed his eyebrows, and glanced at the food on the table.

A bowl of white rice porridge, very clean and pure color;

A plate of poached eggs, fried very delicately, the egg whites form a heart-shaped shape, with a tender round egg yolk in the middle, and a rose next to it, which makes people look particularly appetizing.

She handed him the chopsticks, and Gu Shaocheng took them, silently drank two mouthfuls of white rice porridge, and she also ate the porridge in her own bowl. It felt like the couple living at home.

Gu Shaocheng felt fresh.

There was no housekeeper or servants around, just him and her. It felt very unusual, as if he had inadvertently broken into a world that didn't belong to him.

That world is very pure, a small family, a couple, the wife prepares breakfast for her husband early in the morning, the two go to work together after eating, go home together at night, cook together, maybe go for a walk after dinner, maybe just sit together Watching TV on the sofa, hugging and sleeping in the middle of the night.

"Is it delicious?" Chen Xing asked suddenly.

His reverie was interrupted by someone, Gu Shaocheng cut the poached egg into several pieces with a knife, put one piece into his mouth, chewed twice carefully, and gave a pertinent evaluation: "Average."

Disappointment naturally appeared in the woman's eyes.

"What about the porridge?"

"Also average."

"Your taste is too picky." She muttered, her cooking skills have always been very good, how could she give such a flat evaluation.

Gu Shaocheng squinted his eyes: "I've only eaten food made by super chefs, what do you think I should give you?"

(End of this chapter)