The early morning sun shines in through the screen curtain, and gives Gu qingcu a layer of hazy gold. She opens her eyes, half squints and stretches.

Sitting up, Gu qingcu subconsciously touched his forehead, where just a pain, she vaguely looked at the surrounding environment, and gradually recalled the scene of yesterday.

Knowing that she was brought back by he Mulan, Gu qingcu remembers that this should be he's home. She looks at the head of the bed, and he Mulan's smile looks very innocent.

"It's like this chick's room here..." Gu qingcu said to herself. Then she lifted the quilt, got out of bed, opened the curtain, looked at the scenery outside the window, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

He Zhaoyuan got up very early. He didn't get enough sleep. He seemed to have a pair of panda eyes on him. He hesitated to go to he Mulan's room and thought about how Gu qingcu should talk. The more he thought about it, the more he felt headache. He always thought about what happened to him yesterday uncontrollably.

However, when he Zhaoyuan is still struggling with how to face Gu qingcu, Gu qingcu suddenly opens the door.

He Zhaoyuan and Gu qingcu make a face to face, two people are Leng for a while.

"What are you doing at the door? And don't you knock? " Gu Qing Cu askew head, strange ask a way.

"Oh... I'm just going to knock on the door..." he Zhaoyuan said with a smile.

Gu qingcu looked at he Zhaoyuan and said, "do you have a computer here? Your sister's computer has a password. "

"Ah?" Hearing Gu qingcu turn on he Mulan's computer without authorization, he Zhaoyuan can't help but panic. Later, he calms down when he hears the password.

"Oh, yes, it's in the study. I'll take you." He Zhaoyuan touched his nose and almost hit the wall when he turned around.

"Why are you so weird?" Gu qingcu couldn't help asking.

"It's ok..." he Zhaoyuan quickly waved his hand, "I'll take you to the study."

With that, he Zhaoyuan goes forward. Gu qingcu shakes her head and follows her. He Zhaoyuan peeks at Gu qingcu behind her from time to time. She looks sad, but it doesn't look like she is worrying about last night. Has she forgotten? It's just that I'm still troubled.

Each of them had something on his mind. After a while, he went to the door of he Zhaoyuan's study. He opened the door and took Gu qingcu in.

Gu qingcu looks at he Zhaoyuan's study consciously. There are a lot of bookshelves in the study. There are a variety of scholarly books. The computer is placed in front of the window alone. If he Zhaoyuan didn't say it, Gu qingcu would think it was a middle-aged man's study.

She went to the computer, slightly disgusted, said: "this is your computer?"

"Yes." He Zhaoyuan nodded and said, "what's the matter?"

"How many years ago? Forget it. I'll make do with it. " Gu qingcu sighed and sat down to open the computer with a slight dislike.

He Zhaoyuan expressed great dissatisfaction with Gu qingcu's evaluation. He said unhappily, "Hey, I lent you my computer with good intentions. You don't know how to be grateful, do you?"

"I just said it casually. How do you want me to repay you?" Gu qingcu raised his head and looked straight at he Zhaoyuan's eyes, "ah?"

He Zhaoyuan looked at Gu qingcu's eyes, and his heart suddenly missed a beat. He couldn't help remembering the kiss last night. He was embarrassed and said, "forget it, I'm just saying it casually. You don't have to take it seriously."

Gu qingcu shook his head helplessly and said, "it's baffling."

"You haven't had breakfast yet. I'll cook for you." He Zhaoyuan is about to turn and go downstairs.

"You cook?" Gu qingcu's rising volume makes he Zhaoyuan's steps pause. He turns and looks at Gu qingcu, but he has no choice.

Gu qingcu looked at he Zhaoyuan with an unbelievable look, and then said, "did I hear you right? Are you going to cook? Don't you have a servant? "

"What do you say?" He Zhaoyuan didn't say that.

Gu qingcu recalled it a little and found that he didn't really see any servants walking around. He felt very lonely.

So Gu qingcu raised his chin and carefully examined he Zhaoyuan: "can you cook?"

"I brought it up when I was a child. Do you think I would?" Seeing that Gu qingcu obviously doubts his cooking skills, he Zhaoyuan is also unhappy.

"OK, I know. No poisoning? I'll have fried eggs. It's a purse Gu Qing Cu very impolite command way."You He Zhaoyuan is angry, this woman is really not likable, the quiet appearance of sleeping last night suddenly disappeared in he Zhaoyuan's mind, "Miss Gu, I'm not your cook, I carry you back from the street, you are still so comfortable with me, are you human?"

"Well, it's just fried eggs. Besides, I rescued you on the street last time. This time you rescued me, we're even." Gu Qing Cu picked to pick eyebrow, a pair of Gu Lingjing strange appearance, see of he Zhaoyuan more and more angry.

"Come on, I owe you." Not angry finish this sentence, he Zhaoyuan angrily turned to prepare to go downstairs, did not notice behind Gu qingcu can not help but smile.

The fried egg is lying in the pot, making a nice Zizi sound. He Zhaoyuan is angry and can't help thinking about what happened with Gu qingcu last night. He is more and more absorbed in his thoughts. He doesn't get over it until he smells a paste smell.

"What's the matter with me today?" He Zhaoyuan thought with chagrin, this kind of oneself and ordinary oneself are not the same at all, how a pair of mind disordered and infatuated appearance? Gu qingcu looks so calm, as if he has forgotten what happened to them last night, but he really can't help thinking about it, again and again

As he scooped out the battered fried eggs, he couldn't help sighing. Looking out of the kitchen, he was dazzled. Gu qingcu's lips were so soft, which was the opposite of her fierce temperament, Let he Zhaoyuan cannot help but indulge.

After shaking his head, he Zhaoyuan forces himself to stop thinking about Gu qingcu. Instead, he cleans up the pot and puts in an egg again. At this time, the servant smells the paste and comes in.

"Young master, why don't I do it?" The servant asked cautiously.

He Zhaoyuan waved his hand: "it doesn't matter. I'll do it myself. You can't serve that lady well."

"Who is that lady? Young master Because the servants stayed in he's house for a long time, and there were not many other servants in he's house, so the relationship with he Zhaoyuan was pretty good.

"Just a friend." He Zhaoyuan thought about it and replied.

"But I think you treat her very differently, young master?" Said the servant.

"Ah?" He Zhaoyuan was stunned for a moment. He couldn't help recalling what he had done this morning, until the exclamation of the servant brought him back to reality.

"Young master, it's going to burn again!"