Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Gu Qian quietly peeled the garlic. There was still the crisp hemp that the man rubbed between her fingers. She twisted her fingers unnaturally, standing there like a mallet, but her eyes drifted to Mo Beichen from time to time.

Mo Beichen glanced at her from time to time. Her eyes were like a small hook. Peach blossoms seemed to be in full bloom in her eyes, and her handsome facial features became particularly pleasing to the eye.

Seeing that she peeled for a long time and didn't peel out a usable garlic, he patted the back of her hand, "what's the stupidity?"

Gu Qian looked back, looked up at the man and looked straight at her eyes. She jumped "cluttered" in her heart, just like the car ran over a small stone. Her heart flickered up and down and couldn't find the focus.

Mo Beichen saw this, his eyes changed, and he didn't know what he thought for a long time. He reluctantly restrained himself. He took a small knife, cut off the tail of the garlic, and then stuffed the garlic back to her. "Now try to see if it will be easier to peel it."

There was always a trace of smoke in the ink that didn't eat fireworks. He reached out and touched Gu Qian's forehead, and then opened fire to prepare cooking.

Gu Qian's cheeks are slightly red. Over the years, they have been safe and warm. They haven't spent much time together. There are only a few moments like now.

She couldn't help following the voice in her heart and looked up. In a piece of oil smoke, ink was always like a fairy stepping down from the earth, suddenly becoming amiable and close.

Mo Beichen felt her eyes. He turned around and saw her look straight at him. He hooked his lips and smiled, "why, I'm fascinated?"

Gu Qian quickly looked away and pretended to peel garlic. He was noncommittal about his words, but the action of peeling garlic became more and more disorganized. He couldn't peel a piece of intact garlic for a long time.

Mo Beichen doesn't tease her anymore. He cooks quietly. He hasn't cooked for a long time. It's inevitable that he is unfamiliar. Fortunately, his skills are still there. Although his appearance is poor, he still makes three dishes and one soup.

Gu Qian peeled off a garlic. Mo Beichen remembered that there was no seasoning in the dish. He scolded: "slow hands and slow feet. I can't blame me for the bad taste of garlic in the dish."

Gu Qian couldn't help laughing. When did he have such a childish look of throwing the pot? No matter how powerful he was outside, he was still a big boy in front of her.

At the thought that only she could see this side, she was inexplicably satisfied, "it doesn't matter. I did worse."

Mo Beichen's half curved eyebrows and eyes drooped when he heard her comfort. Then he looked at her sincere appearance. He originally wanted to ask for praise. However, a single-minded woman didn't mean to pass. He could only pick up the peacock and open the screen.

"Wash your hands and eat."

Gu Qian was really hungry. He was taken to the table by Mo Beichen. She picked up the bowl of rice and felt hungry. Mo Beichen put a chopstick on the rice and said, "eat."

Gu Qian ate quietly. Mo Beichen sometimes gave her cloth dishes. She didn't refuse to eat silently. They finished the meal in peace. It's getting late.

Gu Qian pushed the bowl in front of him and wondered if he should leave. Just after opening his mouth, he heard Mo Beichen say, "Mom Zhou has changed all the quilt covers in your room. It's late. I'll live here tonight."

Gu Qian: "

Mo Beichen just saw what she was thinking silently, and his heart clicked. He knew that if he didn't take the initiative to say something, she might have to say goodbye to him, so he hurried to interrupt her.

At this moment, he didn't bother to clean up the table. He stood up and said, "go and have a rest."

After saying this, he turned out of the restaurant and walked upstairs without giving Gu Qian a chance to refuse.

Gu Qian missed a good opportunity and sat there feeling annoyed. Then he got up and packed up the dishes and chopsticks and sent them to the kitchen. Mother Zhou quickly came in and saw her washing the dishes. She hurriedly pushed her out of the kitchen and asked her to have a rest early.

Gu qianchu stood in the living room for a long time, looked up at the direction of the second floor, and thought whether they had broken the ice like this?

Mo Beichen has been in the study. The door of the study is half closed and just facing the staircase. After a while, he heard the sound of slippers stepping on the floor and gradually disappeared at the entrance of the stairs on the third floor. He gently breathed out.

She didn't insist on leaving, that's good.

Gu Qian returned to the familiar place and thought of the Mo Beichen downstairs. She thought she would have no sleep all night, but the fact was on the contrary. As soon as she lay down, her heavy sleep swept over, leaving her whole person lost in deep sleep.

This sleep was refreshing. She didn't open her eyes until the bird singing outside the window woke her up the next morning. She looked at the familiar ceiling. She still had a sense of unreality in her dream.

She pulled up the quilt to cover half of her face. Her breath was full of the smell of sunshine on the quilt. When she closed her eyes, she remembered that she kissed Mo Beichen like a phantom last night. Her face immediately burned red.

What should I do?

She'll go down later. How can she face Mo Beichen?

She rolled in bed for several times, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. She picked up her mobile phone and looked at the time. It was just over seven o'clock. As a member of the management, she actually had a weekend.

She had nowhere to go before and had never taken a holiday. Now she didn't want to go to the hotel so early.

She called the hotel, explained some things, and then reported that she would go to the hotel in the afternoon. Then she hung up and hid in the quilt.

She doesn't want to get up. She wants to stay after Mo Beichen goes out.

However, as soon as the mobile phone was put down, information was pushed in. She grabbed the mobile phone, clicked on the microblog push, and then saw today's hot search headlines.

The hot search headline was Shen Jue and Mo Beichen. She frowned slightly and opened the blog with cheap hands while sitting up. There was only a brief introduction on the blog, and then there were two photos in high definition, one of which was Shen Jue holding Mo Beichen and the other was mo Beichen kissing her against the wall because of the angle, Only the face of Mo Beichen can be seen, but her face is blocked by Mo Beichen, but a silver dress seems to shine under the lens.

This photo was clearly secretly taken by them on the corridor outside the venue, but because of the previous photo as a guide, everyone thought that the person Mo Beichen kissed at that time was Shen Jue.

A bunch of Shen Jue's fans left comments under the blog, "it's so sweet", "President Mo's posture blew up", "forcibly stuffed a handful of dog food" and so on. Gu Qian's heart suddenly felt bad.

She never expected that the media could be so shameless.