Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

In August, the sun is still high at noon.

At two noon, the restaurant gradually became deserted.

Cheng Chu closed the piano cover and rubbed his sore wrist.

A glass of lemonade was handed over in due course.

She took it naturally, and drank half a cup.

"I'm so thirsty." She put down the cup, rubbed her wrist, and complained: "Why don't people drink water yet."

Gu Miao frowned, and there was a burst of sourness in her heart.

If it weren't for herself, she would never come to work in such a place in her entire life.

Seeing him frowned, Cheng Chu smiled and asked, "Have you eaten? I haven't eaten an employee meal yet."

Her original job was from 4pm to 10pm, but this morning the pianist had something to do, so she let herself take over.

"It's still cooking over there," Gu Miao whispered.

The chubby voice floated over, "For the staff meal, you'd better not hold any hope."

The chefs in the store take a break at noon, and the work of cooking is always taking turns, one person does three days.

Someone over there shouted from a distance: "The meal is ready, come over and eat."

A group of people walked towards the kitchen with a bewildered face.

Cheng Chu followed Gu Miao into the kitchen, stood on tiptoe, and probed into the crowd.

The red, green and green fried rice was still steaming, and there was a large pot of clear soup next to it, which didn't look too bad.

"Today's beef fried rice, and steamed fish, served with mustard pork broth. Let's line up for the food."

The kitchen was steaming, everyone was squeezed into a pile, the air was stuffy, and someone still smelled of sweat.

"I'll serve you food. It's too hot here. Go and sit outside first." Gu Miao pushed her out of the kitchen.

Even when the shop is closed, employees have their own lounge areas, and they are not allowed to sit in the seats of customers.

There was no air conditioner in the staff area, and the scorching sun outside the window came in through the window. Cheng Chu moved two chairs. The plastic seats were hot from the sun, and she took a long time to sit on it.

Gu Miao came in with two dinner plates and a bottle of ice-cola.

He raised his hand to open the can, and there was a bubbling sound.

"Here." He plugged in the straw and handed it to Cheng Chu. "Just now you said you wanted to drink ice-cola."

The temperature in the room was high, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the boy's smooth forehead. He panted slightly, and set a bowl of chopsticks for Cheng Chu.

The iced Coke touched his fingertips, bringing a cool touch. Cheng Chu took a sip and handed it to him, "You have a sip too."

The boy shook his head and pushed the Coke back, "I don't drink it, I just drink soup."

He sat down on the sorely hot plastic seat, bowed his head and started eating.

Cheng Chu's heart is sour.

At noon, the sun was so shining that people lost their appetite, so she took a bite of beef fried rice.

This bowl of rice has a lot of beef cubes, but it is hard and raw, almost tasteless, and the soup next to it is as light as boiled water.

She swallowed a few mouthfuls, but couldn't swallow anymore.

But Gu Miao, who was sitting opposite, had already eaten more than half of it, and even drank the bowl of soup like boiled water clean.

The staff room was cramped and cramped, and the sour and sweaty smell filled up again sometime.

Gu Miao raised her eyes, glanced at her dinner plate, pursed her lips, and said, "Can't you eat it? I'll go to the kitchen and ask if I can cook. I'll make some more for you."

"No need, no need." Cheng Chu quickly took his hand, swallowed a bite of the meal, and said with a strong smile: "Actually, it's okay, but it's a bit weak. Can I find you some soy sauce? I want to mix it and eat it. "

The boy immediately got up, "I'll find it for you."

As soon as he left, Xiao Pang came over and said, "Cheng Chu, today is a good day for you to catch up. Let me tell you, Gu Miao's meal is delicious. Have you eaten it?"

Cheng Chu shook his head.

Xiaopang drank his saliva and said enthusiastically: "I tell you, Brother Miao's sauce is also a must, as long as I put a spoonful in this meal, I can eat two bowls immediately."

In the small room, many people had finished eating, got up and clanged to tidy up their dishes.

The boy squeezed in and saw Xiao Pang approaching Cheng Chu and his face was full of smiles.

He pursed his lips and walked quickly over.

"Gu Miao, you're here." Cheng Chu smiled and raised his eyes.

The young man was holding a small plate in his hand, and his solemn brows stretched slightly.

"I asked the kitchen, and they said that they can only use eggs, so I fried one for you, and you will eat it right away." He handed the small plate over.

The strong aroma of scrambled eggs mixed with the aroma of green onions spread quickly.

The chubby on the side shouted: "Brother Miao, why are you so not enough brothers, you don't give me a shot."

Gu Miaoliang glanced at him a little bit, took out a glass jar from nowhere, and handed it to Cheng Chu, "This is the sauce I made. I brought it in the refrigerator a few days ago and forgot to take it back. You can try mixing it. Have a taste."

Xiaopang screamed happily, "Quick, quick, give me a spoon too."

But Gu Miao didn't even glance at him.

The staff area gradually quieted down, and some people slept directly on the chairs.

Cheng Chu scooped up a spoonful of sauce, and stirred it over the tasteless rice, a strong spicy flavor came out.

"It smells so good." She took a mouthful of rice, and the aroma of chili and sesame seeds instantly rushed to her throat.

The boy lowered his eyes slightly, and his cold eyebrows gradually opened soft waves.

Xiaopang's eyes straightened by the side, "Give me a spoon, please, look at the humble me."

Cheng Chu handed the glass jar over, and Xiaopang immediately licked his face and smiled: "Thank you girl."

While digging the sauce, he murmured and complained, "I'm really not enough brother, I just praised you just now, just treat me like this."

Gu Miao's dark eyes flashed.

The cicada outside the window screamed tirelessly. Cheng Chu took a bite of the meal and looked up and said, "Little Fatty just praised your cooking. This is the first time I have eaten your cooking."

She lowered her head and put the scrambled egg into her mouth.

The eggs were scrambled very tender and seasoned just right.

Cheng Chu smiled and said, "I feel he was right. Next time it's your turn to cook, I want to come to Cengfan."

Her smiling eyes were curved into small crescents, and the two looming dimples seemed to be embellished with honey.

The young man's fingers trembled, because her compliment flushed.

"No, no." He curled his fingers.

There was silence all around, the boy sat down, his eyelashes trembled and trembled, and he whispered, "I will make it for you next time."

At noon that day, Cheng Chu took the bottle of sauce and ate a large bowl of rice raw.

Gu Miao rushed to help her clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but when she turned around she saw her covering her mouth and yawning gracefully.

"Are you sleepy?" he asked.

Cheng Chu rubbed his eyes and said in a low voice: "A little bit."

But she also didn't want to lie down on a chair like the person next to her.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "I'll go to sleep on my stomach."

The room was quiet, and a few breeze blew from outside the window to wipe away the heat.

The boy gently moved the chair over and sat down beside Cheng Chu.

He clasped his hands, his heart beating.

"Why don't you sleep with me?"

Cheng Chu was wiping the table with a napkin, his fingertips stagnated.

She raised her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her.

The afternoon sun was no longer glaring, and gently came through the window.

The boy pursed his lips shyly, and his Adam's apple rolled nervously.

He didn't hear the girl's answer. He was a little bit lost and drooped. He reached out and pulled a few tissues in a low voice: "If you don't want to, I will help you wipe the table."

Cheng Chu leaned in and pulled out the tissue in his hand, took his hand and whispered, "Who said I didn't want it."

The girl's hands were very soft, gently caged the back of his hand, the head of the boy's heart was holding a disobedient little rabbit in her arms, running rampant regardless.

In summer, a burst of warmth gradually approached, but the hot heart of the teenager gradually calmed down.

The girl's snort was as light as a feather, gently brushing on the side of his neck.

"Then I will go to sleep." She leaned up, and a thin strand of hair was still rubbing against the boy's cheek.

He stiffened, and the light scent of the girl's body flicked into his nose, and then slowly penetrated into his heart.

As time passed bit by bit, the breathing on the neck gradually stabilized, and the beating heart of the teenager calmed down.

He tilted his head slightly.

In the afternoon sun, the girl's cheek was like a peach that was ripe for the first time, revealing some attractive tender powder, and the tip of her nose was decorated with a few small beads of sweat, charming and lovely.

The numb warmth spread from his heart, and Gu Miao only felt that the girl's like a small hook, taking all his attention away with one breath.

His fingertips trembled hesitantly, after all he couldn't resist the temptation to gently cage the girl's hand in his palm.

Several gardenias were planted outside the lounge, and the fragrance of the flowers filled the room with the breeze blowing.

Cheng Chu woke up in a daze, the feeling of weightlessness in the dream did not stop, she panted slightly and raised her head.

"Are you awake?" Gu Miao closed the book on her lap.

He raised his eyes, looked at the girl's frowning eyebrows, and lowered his voice, showing some caution: "Isn't you awake?"

Cheng Chu pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly, "No."

She lowered her head, Xu Shi hadn't woken up yet, and her eyes were hazy, with faint water, "What are you looking at?"

""Introduction to Database System"" Cheng Chu rubbed his eyes, "Are you preparing for university courses?"

The boy nodded, his dark eyes flashing slightly.

The girl slept unsteadily. There were a few sleep marks on her white cheeks. The weather was too hot, and her forehead was full of sweat, and strands of hair stuck to her cheeks.

He lowered his eyes, his fists clenched his side, and his knuckles turned pale with force.

The sun outside the window fell on the ground, but it seemed to be scorching his dim and self-blaming heart,

The shallow bitterness mixed with stuffiness, slowly spread from the body.

She is the little princess in the family's heart. If it weren't for her own sake, how would she eat such unpalatable meals and suffer such suffering?

The air is noisy and sultry.

Cheng Chu leaned in and took his hand and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

The boy lowered his eyes, held her hand tightly, and shook his head.

Cheng Chu leaned his head on his shoulder and said softly: "You love everything in my heart. Sometimes I don't know what you are thinking. Last time you left without making a sound, it hurt me. I've been sad for a long time."

The boy's heart trembled and his voice was dumb, "I'm sorry."

"Don't always say sorry." The girl leaned on his shoulder and rubbed it lightly, her gentle voice seemed to float into his heart.

"We are now a couple and we need to be honest with each other. Sometimes I have nightmares, in which you leave quietly, and I don't even know the reason."

She sucked her nose, her butterfly-like eyelashes were stained with dew, "Brother Miao, I want to know what you are saying and why you are unhappy."

The room was silent, and the girl's voice floated in the air, but she was frankly speaking in whispers between the two.

Gu Miao's lips were pursed so white, the hands on her knees were loosened and grasped, and her dark eyes were filled with gloom.

It seemed that after a long time, or maybe just a few seconds, his Adam's apple rolled and finally opened his mouth.

"Chu Chu, I don't deserve you."

For the first time in his life, he expressed his long hidden low self-esteem so straightforwardly.

"I have nothing, no family, no money, and I can't give you anything." He lowered his eyes, his muffled voice seemed a bit helpless, "You will only suffer if you follow me."

"No." The girl gently shook her head, her thin soft hair rubbed against his neck, and it seemed to comfort his gloomy heart once and again.

"I didn't suffer. I am happy with you every day." She paused and said, "You gave me far more than you thought."

The girl's words were like a fire, burning unscrupulously on the tip of his heart, and the scorching heat rising in his body stopped his breathing for a moment.

"Moreover." The girl withdrew from his arms abruptly, raised her eyes and said, "You will be great in the future."

In the future, General Gu, strategizing, stomping down and stomping slightly, the whole sea market will be shaken.

The summer afternoon was quiet, and the twinkling light in the girl's eyes seemed to illuminate the dark corner of the boy's heart for an instant.

His throat was dry, and the tremor in his heart made him unable to say a word for a long time.

But he understood that at that moment, because of the girl's words, how strong the courage and determination was in his heart.

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