Chapter 277 Not Some So-Called Gentleman
At six o'clock in the morning, Mu Qinghuan was awakened by the sound of her mobile phone in a daze, and when she pressed the answer button, Lin Che's voice came: "Qing Huan, there is no competition today, you should rest well, so you don't have to wake up so early .”

Mu Qinghuan:
And Lin Che on the other side of the phone continued, "It just so happens that you can use these few days to take good care of the injury on your hand."

Mu Qinghuan finally couldn't bear it anymore: "If you want me to have a good rest, you shouldn't have called!"

"I'm just reminding you, lest you wake up after nine o'clock and worry, and it's the most comfortable to sleep in the cage." Lin Che didn't take it seriously.

Mu Qinghuan hung up the phone directly, went back to sleep, what a joke, the sleepiness was gone, how could she fall asleep.

For things like sleeping, unless you are extremely sleepy, it will take a long time to brew sleepiness, okay?

At this moment, Mu Qinghuan was hugged into a hug, and a low voice rang in her ear: "It's still early, go to sleep."

Listening to the sound of breathing beside her ears, Mu Qinghuan forgot to move, and gradually her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

The newborn sun slowly shone into the room, adding a touch of warmth to the room.

A few hours later, Mu Qinghuan's eyelids moved, and before she could open her eyes, a kiss landed on her lips.

Mu Qinghuan opened her eyes and saw Gu Huaiyuan's eyes filled with smiles: "Good morning."

I don't know if it's because he just woke up, but now Mu Qinghuan's mind is a little confused.

Seeing Mu Qinghuan like this, Gu Huaiyuan chuckled lightly, and then hugged her into his arms: "Go back to sleep, okay?" While speaking, he gently stroked her hair: "You should get up, today I will I'm free, so I can take you out for a stroll."

"Is it Sunday today?" Mu Qinghuan slowly returned to the basket.

Because the career of an artist does not distinguish between Sundays, if there is something to do, you can catch up with the announcement on Sunday, and if there is nothing to do, you can sleep for a day, so Mu Qinghuan has no idea about this Sunday.

"I've already made breakfast, you can eat it after washing up." After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to kiss Mu Qinghuan on the cheek.

Mu Qinghuan got up, changed clothes and washed, and then the two had dinner together.

In fact, Mu Qinghuan didn't really want to go out with Gu Huaiyuan. After all, she felt that the two of them had nothing in common. Just like the last time they went to the museum, Gu Huaiyuan explained the whole process to her like a history teacher.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but look at the man in the shirt opposite.

But she still didn't dare to speak out what was in her heart. After all, she was so busy and wanted to go out with herself.

"I know I'm pretty, but ma'am, I can't be a meal." Gu Huaiyuan drank milk, his whole body exudes elegance.

When Mu Qinghuan heard this, she quickly lowered her head like a child who has done something wrong.

After breakfast, Gu Huaiyuan naturally took away the bowls and chopsticks, and then began to wash the dishes and wipe the table.

Although Mu Qinghuan is not a rich person, she still knows that the shirt Gu Huaiyuan is wearing is a high-end custom-made shirt, so looking at the man washing dishes with his sleeves rolled up, she doesn't like it no matter what she looks at: "A gentleman stay away from the cook, these Things, when I get my hands on it, I'll do it." Because looking at this scene, Mu Qinghuan felt an inexplicable sin.

"Indeed, Madam is right, but I don't want to be a so-called gentleman in front of Madam at all." When Gu Huaiyuan spoke, he did not even raise his head, and was serious about what he was doing.

(End of this chapter)

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