Quick Wear: The villain is a heartthrob, and the boss can't stand it

Chapter 108 Cannon Fodder Writer (5)

Keeping the man's current expression in mind, Sui Yu couldn't see anything wrong on her face, and still obediently placed her hand on his forearm.

The touch in the palm of his hand felt hard and firm. Even if the man was deliberately relaxing, judging from the feeling of the touch, he definitely exercised regularly.

Her eyes fell on Gu Jing's slender fingers with distinct joints, and a hint of thought flashed across Sui Yu's eyes, as clear as glass.

The big hand that appeared on the lower back just now seemed to be very similar in size to Gu Jing.

It appeared when he lost his mind and became restless, and disappeared when he realized his emotions and tried to control them...

What is the relationship between the two?

Sui Yu was helped down to the first floor.

The layout of the first floor of the castle is very simple. It is arranged into a circular sunken living room with sofas and coffee tables, from which you can directly see people coming up and down the stairs.

The kitchen, bathroom, etc. are all designed at the edge of the corner, and everything serves the living room in the center where people can sit around.

Sui Yu was just thinking about the information she had just received, and was suddenly brought back to her senses when a cheering "Oh~" sounded in the empty living room.

"Why, is this a rekindled old flame?" The cute little boy who tried to smooth things over last night narrowed his eyes and joked.

"Wang Qi, concentrate." Xie Feiqing placed a chess piece, completely suppressing the situation that Wang Qi had just managed to save.

Wang Qi turned around upon hearing this, with a mournful expression on his face, but he didn't dare to actually howl out loud. He also realized that his previous teasing had ignored the thoughts of this great god, so he shut up and just played chess.

No matter how hard he tried to save the situation, the decline was inevitable. In just two or three moves, Wang Qi was completely nailed to the pillar of shame of failure and was once again honored to be on the list.

A girl with shoulder-length hair came over and taunted him, stifling a laugh. "You're just asking for trouble. How many times have you lost this morning?"

It was the game when Xie Feiqing absentmindedly went downstairs that resulted in a slightly less devastating loss.

Wang Qi felt a pain in his heart and he held his chest, feeling uncomfortable.

Ignoring his usual playful behavior, Liu Rong looked at Sui Yu and said, "Breakfast is in the kitchen. There's porridge and noodles. Just go and see what you want."

Sui Yu withdrew her hand from Gu Jing, placed it on top of her other hand, and replied to her with a slightly trembling voice.

The only two people who talked and interacted with her last night were Gu Jing and Xie Feiqing.

That's why Sui Yu just discovered that her body couldn't control the fear she felt when facing people other than Gu Jing and Xie Feiqing.

Or perhaps it could be called panic, just like seeing a stranger, normally they would just pass by each other, but she would imagine thousands of possible embarrassing and suffocating scenes in her mind.

She has...social phobia?

It's an extremely serious one.

As if sensing Sui Yu's uneasiness, Gu didn't ask anything and just held Sui Yu's wrist through his sleeve.

"I'll give you some porridge. It's vegetable and lean meat porridge, and it's salty."

Sui Yu was not used to sweet porridge and only drank salty one. He always remembered this.

The hand holding the spoon to scoop the porridge was steady. Gu Jing concealed the rising anger in his heart and glanced coldly at the slight movement coming from the dark corner.

Sui Yu didn't notice anything. She took the porridge he placed on the table in front of her and frowned, "I can't finish so much."

"It's okay, just drink as much as you can, it won't be wasted."

Feeling a little skeptical, Sui Yu glanced at the bowl of porridge that was almost overflowing with doubt.

Did she eat this much before?

Do you need to drink so much as a bowl of vegetable food?

Sui Yu took a deep breath and tried to stuff as much as possible into her mouth, but after eating one-third of the food, she couldn't eat any more.

"Can't eat anymore?" Gu Jing's question interrupted at the right time, as if he was paying close attention, without any delay.

Sui Yu nodded hesitantly.

A large hand picked up the large bowl in front of her and placed it directly in front of her, trying to cover it up, "Don't waste it."

Gu Jing picked up the small porcelain spoon. It seemed that there was a fragrance other than rice porridge on it, and his fingertips were shaking a little.

He drank it down sip after sip, quickly and without wolfing it down, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

If you didn't know that he was eating the porridge left by Sui Yu, you would have thought it was some kind of delicacies and was afraid that someone would come to snatch it away.

Xie Feiqing, who was sitting in the living room, had a darker look in his eyes. He looked quite relaxed and lazy, but the velvet sofa beside him had already been crumpled.

After finishing breakfast, Sui Yu and Gu Jing walked to the sofa in the living room and saw several people busy at work.

"The official party will start in three days, we have to speed up the preparations."

Wang Qi's caretaker Jing also came over and pointed at the colorful balloons piled on the ground. "Brother Jing, can you help inflate these balloons? Let's try to recreate the scene from three years ago as much as possible. I guarantee it will bring back enough tear-jerking memories."

Gu Jing didn't reply to him first. He glanced at Sui Yu, and when she curiously picked up the uninflated balloon to check it out, he nodded and agreed, "Leave these to me."

"Okay, there are about ten of us. Let's try to finish the decoration as soon as possible so that we can put it in a good shape later." Wang Qi clapped his hands and made another paper flower with skillful movements.

Sui Yu's eyes were fixed on the white paper flower. The slender petals were gently stretched out, drooping or curling, just like real flowers.

According to legend, the red spider lily can guide the souls of the dead.

Gu Jing blew up a balloon with an air pump, and waved the bloated and light ball in front of Sui Yu. "That was also a decoration. You remember it, it was very beautiful."

Sui Yu certainly didn't remember, but she wouldn't show it.

Without answering Gu Jing's question, Sui Yu placed her left hand on her right, suppressing her conditioned trembling. "This flower is so beautiful."

Wang Qi paused tying the flowers when he heard this, raised his head and looked over, very pleased. "Isn't it? I said this flower is beautiful. It will definitely be the finishing touch at the party."

"This is the sacred flower of our village. Every household can make it." He said with a proud look on his face.

Gu Jing didn't stop his hands and called out "Wang Qi" in a light tone. Wang Qi, who was about to continue showing off, immediately stopped and continued to make paper flowers with a smile.

"He has always been a naughty boy. Don't bother with him. Let's blow up balloons." Gu Jing shook the balloon in his hand.

Sui Yu withdrew her gaze and stayed on Gu Jing's face for a moment. She couldn't see any emotion other than a smile, so she took the new balloon he handed to her.

"No, I'm tired."

Gu Jing's smile became even brighter. "Okay, if you're tired, we won't compete. Sui Sui, just sit back and I'll do it."

The frequency of pumping and pulling the air pump became much faster, and the rolled-up sleeves revealed smooth and firm muscles.

As the movements rise and fall, it has a very hormonal feel.