"Yes?"
"Yes! Especially young master, he lost a lot of weight! You must drink it all. " Aunt Zhou hands her the tray.
Gu Qingxin takes the tray and leaves. Suddenly, he has some bad taste. Has Beiming cold lost weight recently?
When Gu Qingxin came to the study, Bei Ming Han was sitting behind his desk and didn't know what he was thinking. She didn't even find out when she came in.
"Young master, have some soup." Goo turned to look at him.
Beiming cold eyes fell on her face, black eyes narrowed dangerously, "what do you call me?"
Gu Qingxin, "..."
Who forced her to call her master at the beginning? Now I forget occasionally. I can't blame her if I can't change my mouth.
"Ah Han, aunt Zhou stewed the soup. Come and have a drink." Gu fanxin looks at him carefully, as if he has lost some weight.
"How is soup? I would rather have your noodles. " Beiming cold stood up and came over.
"I'll cook it for you another day. Today, aunt Zhou stewed the soup. It's also aunt Zhou's intention. Let's eat this today." Gu put the spoon into the bowl.
"Didn't your hair dry? You're coming from home like this? " Beiming cold frowned at her, and her face turned very ugly.
Gu fell in love with his hair and said, "it's OK, it's almost dry..."
The wrist was caught, and Beiming cold face pulled her out of the study.
"Young master Let's have soup first. It's going to be cold in a moment. " Gu Qingxin wants to take back his hand.
"Have you forgotten that you have dysmenorrhea? Running around with wet hair! Want to die next time! " Beiming cold can't bear to turn back and roar.
Gu Qingxin, "..."
Is dysmenorrhea related to wetness of hair?
Gu Lixin is caught by Beiming cold and goes back to her bedroom. He personally helps her dry almost half of her long hair. Gu Lixin lies on the sofa and wants to sleep comfortably.
Beiming cold put the hair dryer away and left without paying attention to her.
Gu Qingxin sits up straight with an inexplicable face. What's wrong with the man?
No way. Beiming cold ignores her. She goes to the study by herself. When she gets to the study, Beiming cold is sitting at the desk. When she comes in, she picks up the spoon and starts to drink soup.
Gu Qingxin also trotted all the way to the table and sat down, picked up the spoon and took a sip.
"Nice to drink..."
"Delicious..."
"Aunt Zhou's craftsmanship is wonderful!"
“……”
No matter what she said, Beiming cold was silent.
After drinking the soup, Gu Qingxin sees that he still doesn't want to take care of himself, so he takes his schoolbag and plans to leave. A dark light flashes in Beiming's eyes. He also stands up, takes her schoolbag and walks to the bedroom with her wrist in his hand.
Back to the bedroom, because I had already bathed at home, Gu went to the bathroom for a simple wash and then went to the cloakroom to pick up a pajama and put it on.
When he came out, he had already taken a bath. After hesitating for a moment, Gu went to the sofa and sat down. He took a small bottle out of his schoolbag and opened it. He poured out a medicine and swallowed it in his mouth.
After eating, she put the medicine bottle back into the interlayer of the bag, took out a book from the bag and laid it on the bed to read.
Half an hour, the cold of Beiming didn't come out
For an hour, Beiming cold still didn't come out
Gu has been looking at the time for an hour and a half. Did he fall asleep in the bathroom?