The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Gu Mu did not return the phone to He Qing in the end, and of course, did not release the person.

The teenager protested so badly that he almost smashed the whole room, and Gu Mu didn't mind, letting him crackle upstairs and wait until it was over, and he would calmly get a new one.

At the end, He Qing was tired and lay down on a soft bed like a salted fish that had lost hope of survival. He closed his eyes and did not look at the man who was close to himself.

When a pair of slender hands rested on his waist, he jerked up and opened Gu Mu's hand, "Don't touch me!"

His voice was full of disgust and hatred towards the person in front of him. Facing this murderer who broke up with himself and his mobile phone, He Qing could not but bite him a piece of flesh.

Gu Mu didn't think so. His eyes moved, and the discomfort in his heart grew worse. He Qing actually treated him because of Gu Huai?

"A Qing, I got up for dinner. Today I let the kitchen cook your favorite dish. Look, I brought it over."

Gu Mu never served as a waiter, and he almost got his hands hot when he brought it up, but thinking about the boy who was staying in the house, he didn't care about this little thing.

He Qing moved when he heard something delicious, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell the fragrance, but soon, he woke up.

Is cell phone important or meal important?

Of course it is a mobile phone!

"If you return the phone to me, I will eat it."

He Qing gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "If you don't give me a mobile phone, I will go on a hunger strike!"

Gu Mu has been trying to support the gentle expression, "A Qing, don't force me."

"I forced you?"

The teenager was a bouncing again, sitting up flexibly from the bed, a pair of red eyes that were crying before were full of anger, like a spark, "Yes, I am forcing you!"

"You say you like me, do you like people like you? Is there something like you?"

As he talked, the indignation in his heart deepened a few times, and in anxiety, he simply threw the pillow he held in his hand.

Gu Mu didn't avoid it as she did before, but she didn't shy away. She stood on the spot and let the pillow hit her beautiful face.

The pillow landed and there was almost no sound.

He Qing looked at the man's sullen expression and shrank back subconsciously. The cruelty just now seemed to be sucked away by the sponge, almost immediately counseling him.

Gu Mu lowered his eyes and took a bowl of porridge on the table without expression. He came down to him under the watchful eye of the teenager, held it up with a spoon, and blew on his lips. The thin lips were close. I tried it. It was so hot that it was lifted before the boy.

His voice was calm, but it seemed to hide a chilling anger. "How long do you go on a hunger strike, I promise to let Gu Huai stay with you for how long?"

The tone was light and flirty, as if discussing, but he succeeded in scaring He Qing.

but……

What does Gu Huai never stop eating?

But Gu Mu's face was really ugly, and even his eyes seemed to contain a knife. He Qing suspected that his pillow just made him angry, and he suddenly became guilty.

He shouldn't beat him...

There is no righteousness in buying and selling, even if he is not being held up now, he will not beat people...

Gu Mu watched the young man hesitate, and his face also showed a panic, as if he had thought of something terrible, and his heart sank a little.

Do you care about Gu Huai?

If you threaten you with him, will you do anything?

He Qing still didn't resist the threat of being beaten, unwillingly pursed his lips, and he reluctantly approached the spoon to contain the porridge.

As soon as the warm porridge entered his mouth, the teenager's eyes lighted up quietly.

Really delicious!

Today, did the chef find any secret recipe again, how could this porridge be so delicious?

Next, without Gu Mu's urging, the teenager had happily taken the bowl and ate it.

Really delicious, really delicious...

Suddenly don’t want to leave!

He Qing’s appetite has always been big, but he doesn’t know if he has a small mouth, and eating is slower. Gu Mu has never seen him disregard his image like persecuting himself, spoon by spoon, non-stop Stuffed a spoon in his mouth.

In the eyes of men, this is typical in order to prevent him from dealing with Gu Huai, forcing himself to eat.

He was sitting by the bed. The teenager should be anxious to eat. He coughed a few times with his white face. Then he was coughing again. While coughing, he continued to stuff porridge into his mouth.

does it worth?

For Gu Huai, to protect him...

He Qingyue eats more and more, and the idea of ​​not wanting to leave is getting heavier. I have to say that although there is no mobile phone, the chef’s cooking is really delicious. Every time I eat, people can’t wait to let my tongue go. Swallow.

Just as he was eating more and more fragrant and more beautiful, the bowl with porridge in his hand was suddenly taken away by the man.

He Qing, who was enjoying the impact of taste buds, looked up confusedly.

The man on the opposite side had a gloomy face, and the black paint was terrible.

He Qing:? ? ?

Who doesn’t want to eat, which of his eyes sees that he doesn’t want to eat anymore!

"I want to eat, you give me back!"

Looking at the teenager with blushing and red eyes, it was clearly so uncomfortable, and he insisted on standing up and stretching out his slender wrist, trying to get the bowl in his hand, Gu Mu became more and more sullen in his heart.

With a cold face, he left the bed with a bowl.

"Relax, I won't be hungry for Guhuai."

Therefore, you no longer have to force yourself to eat like this.

"What is Guan Guhuai, I want to eat myself!"

The young man's hoarse voice retorted anxiously, his eyes full of anxiety, Gu Mu understood why he wanted to make this look.

Is he afraid of dealing with Gu Huai?

Sure enough, the so-called likes are only true for Gu Huai.

Gu Mu closed his eyes, concealed the sourness in his eyes, turned around, and left the room with loneliness.

He Qing sat on the bed, staring blankly at the man leaving, and the door was gently closed, as though sad.

He is indeed sad.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a cell phone. Is it easy to eat a good meal?

Sure enough, Gu Mu didn't like him at all, no one likes people so much!

If you don’t eat, you don’t play, you don’t even let the door out. This is simply keeping pets!

No, he can't sit still!

He has to find a way to save himself!

Otherwise, if you stay in this room every day, you won’t even be able to watch a TV series.

The teenager nestled beside the bed, his head thinking quickly about the way to get out.

He certainly won't be able to fight, not to mention the fallacy, there are so many people downstairs.

It’s not that I haven’t tried it before, but the problem is that Gu Mu strictly observed it, and even the balcony was covered with barbed wire. Unless he became an ant, it would be really difficult to escape.

What should I do...

He Qing is not good at thinking. The way he thinks about the problem is very simple. Put this matter into the TV series he has watched or played, and then use the methods inside to solve the problem.

Quite easily, the teenager thought of the dog blood TV series that had just finished watching the ending.

It was the woman who had leukemia in a car accident.

In that, there seems to be a bridge section in captivity. How did the hostess solve the problem?

The teenager lay in a soft bed and fell into a deep memory.

——

Gu Mu was still a teenager, and he turned around downstairs and returned to the room again.

He Qing was sitting by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window covered by barbed wire, because he hadn’t seen much sunlight in the past few days, and his small face grew paler, and the sun shining through the grid shone on his face, almost as if to Transparent look.

Hearing something coming in from behind, the young man kept the posture of looking out and did not turn around. Gu Mu approached, but heard the young man's faint voice.

His voice was still hoarse, and it made people feel sour. "Gu Mu, bring me some apples. I want to eat apples."

Since shutting him up, this is still He Qing's first request to Gu Mu, except for his mobile phone.

Soon, he carried a plate of peeled apples with bamboo sticks on it.

He Qing was originally in a concave shape. When he saw the apple from Gu Muduan, his eyes twitched.

This service is too attentive!

Plan A failed, and the teenager was not discouraged. "I haven't cut apples for you yet. Let me cut you once."

Gu Muhei's dark eyes turned to He Qing. He was a bit illusory, but he was still an actor and tried very hard to stop it.

In the end, the man took an apple again and handed a fruit knife to the teenager.

He Qing cut the apple clumsily and handed it to the man, "eat it."

Gu Mu looked at the young man in front of him, and he didn't take it.

"Don't eat my own."

After He Qingyan finished eating the apple, he stood up and said, "I'm going to take a bath, if you fall asleep, you will hug me out, and you are not allowed to trouble me at night."

He has always been so arrogant since he was locked up, and the man didn't mind. He just waited like a silent loyal dog. After half an hour, there was no movement in the bathroom.

He thought, he should have fallen asleep. A Qing always went to bed when he was taking a bath. Fortunately, the bathtub was intelligent and could not flood him.

Gu Mu gently opened the door, intending to hold the man back to bed without waking up the teenager.

Into the eyes, but a bright red.