Then, with a bang, he closed the bathroom door for Gu Jingyu.
Let Gu Jingyu, who has entered the bathroom, look back at the direction of the door in a dazed way. He hasn't recovered for a long time.
Sue is so cold.
It's more like walking dead.
It's a soulless feeling.
Or, she had a soul, just didn't want to have a soul in front of him.
Even if they do it together, they have no soul. They can do whatever they want.
Gu Jingyu stares at the door and walks out of the bathroom for a long time.
The kitchen has given off the smell of food.
It's the taste of rice porridge.
That's what Sue used to eat for breakfast.
She never gets tired of eating porridge with vegetables, but he can only eat one or two at most.
He prefers western breakfast.
Baked ham with sandwich and a glass of milk, it's perfect.
It's also the standard that Suke used to give him every time he cooked breakfast himself.
But today, No.
Only porridge and vegetables.
Porridge should have been fixed by the rice cooker last night. It will be ready.
Suke is cooking. One is stir fried and the other is cold.
Gu Jingyu sat at the table and sniffed the cold dish. Although it was fragrant, it was not as good as the western food Su Ke prepared for her every time.
He was staring at the cold dish in a daze when he heard Suke's voice coming from the kitchen, "if you want to eat, you can serve your own porridge."
Gu Jingyu is astonished. When he was with Su Ke before, Su Ke never seemed to let him take the initiative to do this or that except for that.
Now, I'm commanding him to serve porridge
"If you don't eat, you can leave. Turn left when you go out."
"..." Gu Jingyu dashed into the kitchen and took the bowl that Su Ke had already prepared to serve porridge.
But he found that he couldn't even open the lid of the rice cooker
"Gu Jingyu, your uncle, can't open the lid of the electric rice cooker yet?" On one side, the girl who was cooking directly scolded him, then impatiently stretched out her hand to open the lid of the electric rice cooker for him, "Sheng congee, don't expect clothes to stretch out your hand, I'm not your servant."
Gu Jingyu gapes at Su Ke's operation, and then listens to her roaring words, which can't match the gentle eight strokes in memory. This woman doesn't seem to be Su Ke.
But that little face, obviously, is like a fake.
Therefore, the owner who has always been waited on has served two bowls of porridge, one of his own and one of Suke's.
Sheng finished on the end of the end up, the results to go to the restaurant, the hands of two bowls "pa pa" two directly fell to the ground.
Hot porridge also splashed on Gu Jingyu's slippers, and then naturally some splashed on his instep.
Hot.
they hurt.
Hearing the sound of the bowl falling to the ground, Su Ke only tilted his head to scan Gu Jingyu's mess. He didn't stop cooking. He said faintly: "clean up the porridge and broken bowls on the ground, and then change them into two bowls for porridge. By the way, you broke this bowl. You have to pay me. Blue and white porcelain bowls are very expensive. One is six yuan, two are twelve yuan. Don't forget to give me the money."
Gu Jingyu was on the spot.
He was scalded by porridge, but Sue didn't care about his scalded feet. She only cared about his two bowls and even made him lose money
Twelve bucks. How about that?
Gu Jingyu got angry.
Not obedient to clean up the mess on the ground, not to Sheng porridge, but directly into the living room, picked up his mobile phone, "account to me." He gave it to her, saving her 12 yuan to be stingy.
Be stingy.
Stingy he wants to bite her.
But look at her thin body and don't want to bite, it is less meat, feel bad.
Well, he has a good reason.
"No account transfer is available now, it's wechat transfer." Cook the dishes well and turn off the heat.
Gu Jingyu opens wechat and is about to transfer 12 yuan to Suke. He suddenly finds out that the wechat is not his own, but from his own A. he exits in a hurry, changes his own wechat, and then takes Suke's mobile phone, but fails to open the lock screen password twice.
He can't scan her wechat, that is, he can't add her wechat.
Naturally, there is no way to transfer.
Gu Jingyu holds Su Ke's mobile phone and walks into the kitchen, "unlocking." This sentence, the voice is absolutely sad.
Clearly his lock screen password is still five years ago, it hasn't changed at all, but Suke's has changed.
He couldn't get in at all.
Suke took the phone, fingerprint unlock, opened the wechat scan, "you scan."
"Oh." Gu Jingyu looked at Su Ke again with a sad look. He was too blunt and yelled at him.
However, thinking of the scenes last night, he sipped his lips with satisfaction and chose not to attack.
After scanning Suke's wechat and joining friends, Gu Jingyu really turns 12 yuan, and then Suke collects money directly.
After receiving, he handed the broom to him, "clean up the trouble caused by himself, otherwise, don't eat breakfast."
"..." Gu Jingyu stood on the spot with a broom. How could he feel that he was scolded by Su Ke like a child.
No, no, No. He's not a kid. He's her man.
What happened last night is proof.
Gnashing his teeth, he began to clean the porridge and bowl fragments on the floor, but he really did not do such a thing. As a result, the broom was full of porridge, and the broom swept with porridge. The kitchen floor was not clean, but it seemed to be coated with a layer of paste, and the whole floor was lively.
Su Ke looked at him in disgust, "the broom is used to sweep the pieces of the bowl, not for you to sweep the porridge."
"How to clean the porridge?" Gu Jingyu, who was always decisive in killing and cutting, was confused at this moment. He didn't know how to deal with the porridge on the ground.
He wanted to say that he would call an hourly worker to deal with it now, but the light from the corner of his eye glanced at Suke's disgusted face and immediately took it back. He didn't dare to say.
If he had the courage to say so, Sue would have the courage to beat him out.
If he wants to come into the house like this and eat the food cooked by Suke, it will be more difficult than going to heaven.
The girl obviously has a problem with him.
With a sigh, he really didn't expect that things in the world would fight so fast. What is Fengshui rotation? Now he has completely felt it.
Once upon a time, it was Suke who wanted to get married, but he didn't even die.
Now he wants to marry her. As a result, Sue doesn't care about him
Su Ke's hand pointed to the rag on the ground beside him. "Take the rag and wipe it. If it's dirty, use water to clean it and wipe it again until it's clean."
"Oh." Gu Jingyu really picked up the rag, then wiped the porridge, shook it in the garbage can, shook it, wiped it again, and then ran to the pool to clean the rag. It was ten minutes later when it was all cleaned up.