Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

When Gu Beihua returned to the villa where he had been away for a long time, song dongrou was busy living in the kitchen. Standing in the living room, she could smell the smell of food.

He closed the door with his backhand and made a click. Song dongrou is very keen to hear it. After turning off the fire, she trots all the way out. When she sees Gu Beihua standing in the living room, she suddenly widens her eyes. Her expression can't be taken by a simple surprise.

Gu Beihua glanced at her faintly and asked in a bad tone, "what are you looking at?"

"No, it's OK." Song dongrou quickly put on a gentle smile, some embarrassed to wipe his fingers on the apron, the expression is still a little unnatural, "how can you come back so soon."

How long has it been since Gu Beihua entered this gate last time? Even song dongrou can't remember clearly. The loneliness and coldness that flowed into her heart, the countless sleepless nights, the loneliness that song dongrou thought she could remember all her life, all collapsed at the moment of seeing Gu Beihua.

The heart beat fast in the chest, and the blood warmed up quickly.

Gu Beihua frowned impatiently, "don't you want me back?"

Song dongrou was afraid that he might misunderstand something, so she explained awkwardly, "no, I didn't mean that..." she said, and she walked forward involuntarily in a hurry, and her eyes quickly climbed into a rouge like blush.

Gu Beihua suddenly frowned. Almost as she came, she stood up and took a big step back before sitting down again. She said in a cold voice, "just stand there and say it."

Song dongrou was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly, and her face turned red suddenly. After a while, she slowly moved back. Her voice was so small that it could hardly be checked. "Yes, I'm sorry."

Gu Beihua tightly pursed his two thin lips, his eyes cold and full of killing.

Song dongrou felt numb when he saw her scalp. She lowered her head subconsciously. Her hands and fingers were tightly twisted together, and her fingertips were clearly white. She rubbed a little water stain on her apron.

She can't help but start to blame herself, how shocked and happy for a time, even Gu Beihua's habits have been forgotten. He doesn't like unclean things most, and he can't smell the fumes at all. And she just came out from the front of the stove

Thinking about it, song dongrou couldn't help falling into a deep remorse. She bit her lower lip and reluctantly raised a smiling face that was not very good-looking. She stiffly tried to find the topic, "soup... Will be ready soon. You wait a moment. Soon, I'll have a look..."

Gu Beihua didn't stop her. Her heroic brow was wrinkled and her face was gloomy.

When song dongrou turns around and runs into the kitchen, he slowly takes out the briefcase he has been holding in his hand.

After returning to the kitchen, song dongrou stood on tiptoe, humming a little song, and took out clean dishes and chopsticks from the cupboard. When she put the soup into the bowl, her hands trembled, and the thick white soup splashed all over her hands.

She gave a "ouch" and stopped quickly. Gu Beihua is just a wall away now. She doesn't want to make any trouble to make him unhappy.

Song dongrou's eyes slightly winked, and her lips slowly stirred up an unidentified smile.

About half an hour later, Gu Beihua and others were very impatient. After a Tut, they suddenly stood up and tried to walk into the kitchen. But song dongrou's voice came from behind, "Beihua, wait!"

Gu Beihua is in a trance for a moment. He turns his head and looks behind him. He just sees song dongrou coming down from upstairs. Her apron had been changed, her hair was obviously elaborately decorated, and two pearl earrings in the shape of water drops were pinned to her earlobes.

Today, Gu Beihua has been surrounded by countless women. He can easily see through such clumsy skills at a glance. But he didn't say anything, so he quietly watched her walk down the stairs.

When she came to her side, Gu Beihua smelled a faint fragrance of orchids.

Song dongrou, a little red on her face, whispered, "I... I just had something wrong. Beihua, are you hungry? I'm going to serve you now. Wait for me