The best young master Gu spoils his little wife

Chapter 7 Zhang Lailai of Myocardial Infarction
Zhang Lailai regained consciousness from the memory, and suddenly got goosebumps all over his body, it was too scary, Gu Mo like this was too scary, he seemed to be deliberately repeating the past, and kept bringing up the past, just like the avenger in the TV series .

"Aren't you going to help me clean up the room? What are you doing in a daze?"

Zhang Lailai went crazy.Fuck you, you just took advantage of your sister, and you still want her to clean up your house?
"If you don't want to, I have to ask my aunt to clean it up for me."

"Just come!"

As soon as Gu Mo returned to the room, he sat at the desk by himself, crossed his long legs, and specially left the door for Zhang Lailai. When she came in, it was like a black panther staring at its prey Staring fixedly, the naked eyes made Zhang Lailai feel numb all over, and immediately looked at him vigilantly: "Why are you looking at me with such eyes?"

Gu Mo raised his jaw and looked at her casually, "What look?"

There was a strange light in Zhang Lailai's eyes, "Excited like a dog seeing shit."

So Gu Mo was silent for a while, and then continued: "Zhang Lailai, I have no problem with you being shit, please don't drag me into it."

"..." You're the one who wants to be shit, your whole family wants to be!
"Clean up the house." Gu Mo lowered his head and touched another cigarette, took out the lighter and lit it, and took a deep puff, "If I can't clean it up tonight, I have to go to your room to sleep."

"You really think of yourself as an uncle!" Zhang Lailai gritted a mouthful of silver teeth secretly, "How many cigarettes have you smoked since you entered the house? Be careful, lung cancer will die quickly."

Gu Mo took another deep puff, the smoke lingered around him, making him somewhat unable to see her expression clearly, so he narrowed his eyes slightly, "I remember you started smoking in junior high school, and I didn't see you get lung cancer. "

Zhang Lailai turned his face, "I quit a long time ago."

Gu Mo stopped talking, and watched her quietly arrange the things on the table, then ran downstairs "thumping" and helped him hug the quilt up, panting with exhaustion, turned to see Gu Mo with a relaxed face , Zhang Lailai was so angry that he threw the quilt on him, and then arranged the bedding.

The quilt made Gu Mo's hair a little messy. He stuck his head out and looked at Zhang Lailai's busy figure. He insisted on not saying another word, and his silence was a little shameful.

Zhang Lailai did not learn anything else in the four years of college, but learned to tidy up the house. If she can’t cook, it is more than enough to tidy up a house. When she is at home on vacation, she tidies up the house and studio by herself. Where, once you get it right, you don't like others to make trouble, so you have always disliked others intruding into your private territory.

"You still have time to be so virtuous." Gu Mo was so idle that he started to make sarcastic remarks again, with a cigarette in his mouth, the end of the cigarette flickered when he was talking, and the ash almost fell on the floor, Zhang Lailai saw it Eyebrows are tightened.

"The house is tidied up, hang up the clothes by yourself."

There was no objection to Gu Mo, and he simply opened the suitcase and hung it up one by one. Zhang Lailai narrowed his eyes with a smile for Gu Mo's rare lack of slaves, "Arrange your own things by yourself."

Gu Mo stopped and looked back at her, "I hang up the clothes because I don't want you to touch my clothes after touching the mop. As for other things, I have to trouble you to arrange them for me."

Zhang Lailai: "..."

Gu Mo doesn't have many things, only a few sets of clothes. It's really not like his style. The things he uses are laptops, a few English books, and the strange thing is that he even has a fat pig in his pocket. Zhang Lailai picked up the money pot curiously and shook it, "Kang Kuang Kuang", it was really heavy.

"Put it down." Gu Mo's face was a little ugly, and he came over and took the pig away from her.

"It's just a piggy bank, it looks like something precious." Zhang Lailai rolled his eyes.

"Do you really not remember, or do you pretend not to remember?" Gu Mo stared back at her with a cannibalistic expression, as if something complicated was hidden in his eyes, and then he sneered, laughing so hard that Zhang Lailai's spine trembled Ma, had no choice but to pretend that he didn't know anything, and continued to organize his things.

"What is this?" Zhang Lailai dug out a box with dense English on it. When she translated it, she blushed and threw the box on Gu Mo, "Pervert! Let me clean up my underwear! "

Gu Mo picked up the box, put it in the cabinet, and said flatly, "I'm a pervert if I don't wear it."

Zhang Lailai was almost outraged and had a myocardial infarction.

After tidying up for a long time, Zhang Lailai was annoyed by Gu Mo's still careless appearance. He stared at him closely for a while, and finally came to the conclusion: "You are definitely not Gu Mo, you have either been transferred or brainwashed by aliens, Or it's soul intrusion..."

The movement of his hands stopped, and Gu Mo turned his head lightly, "There is a mark on your left buttock, which was bitten by a dog when you were four years old, and the little finger of your right hand was broken. It was injured in a fight in your first year of junior high school. When I was young, I liked the captain of the school basketball team and wrote him a love letter, but he thought it was trash and threw it into the trash can..."

"Stop, stop!" Zhang Lailai blushed with anger, "I don't remember these things so clearly, why do you remember so clearly!"

Gu Mo looked at her quietly for a while, then turned around and continued tidying up the closet, "It's because you have a bad memory."

Zhang Lailai choked speechlessly, put the books on the bookshelf, took out the computer and put it in order, and plugged it in. It was the last work of tidying up. She turned her head to look at Gu Mo, and found that he happened to be looking at her too , the deep pupils are damn beautiful, which made her a little uncomfortable, "It's finished, I'm leaving."

"En." He responded lightly, took a book from the shelf, got up and lay down on the soft bed.

Zhang Lailai leaned his head closer and smiled triumphantly, "Is it comfortable to sleep? I have laid down two beds of down cotton."

Gu Mo lowered his eyelids halfway, flipping through the book in his hand, "It's not bad."

Zhang Lailai felt tight in his chest, turned his head and left.

"Zhang Lailai, I'm not here to take revenge, but to remind you of something."

The shallow sound of flipping a book was as sweet as a stream, and his deep and magnetic voice brought her thoughts back to a certain refreshing summer, with wind, clouds, and Gu Mo, just as beautiful as he is now Some have passed.

"I remembered..." Zhang Lailai turned around slowly, staring at him like a ghost, "When I was four years old, I was bitten by a dog because you pulled its tail. In the first grade of junior high school, I got a fracture because of you. I was bullied, and my love letter was thrown into the trash can as rubbish just because it was splashed with your oil!"

"..." It was Gu Mo's turn to be silent.

(End of this chapter)