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"Blow your hair dry and go back to bed." Song Mingjian turned on the hair dryer and carefully blew Gu Xiangling's hair. Such a big person doesn't even know the common sense of life? "

A weasel wishing a chicken a new year, you will not have any good intentions! Gu Xiangling tightly wrapped the towel around her as if she was seeking protection. Song Ming snickered in his heart. Even after experiencing his power, he was still delusional enough to think of resisting. Just a towel, could it stop him?

Gu Xiangling finally dried her hair and crawled out of the bathtub. Just as she opened her leg, she stumbled. Damn it, it was all due to this man.

Song Mingjian reached out and picked her up, walking towards the bedroom. Gu Xiangling's heart beat like a drum. F * ck, could it be that he's opened up her appetite to eat her again?

After Song Mingjian placed her on the bed and covered her with the blanket, Gu Xiangling felt slightly at ease.

However, under Song Ming's piercing gaze, how could she sleep peacefully? Coughing twice, she ordered them to leave. "I want to sleep, what are you still doing here?"

"You sleep with me, I'll watch you sleep with me. Is there a conflict between these two?" Song Mingjian casually picked up a book from the bookshelf and started flipping through it. His expression was very serious, as if he was reading the book word by word.

Gu Xiangling saw that he didn't do anything else, and coupled with her hazy sleepiness, she soon fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up again, it was dusk and the light in the room was hazy.

He raised his hand to switch on the lamp, only to see Song Mingjian sleeping soundly on the desk without even a blanket on his body. Gu Xiangling's nose twitched, then she thought back to the past.

When Song Ming's sword was too tired, he would lie down on the table and sleep. He never remembered to cover himself with a blanket.

He said she wouldn't take care of him, but wasn't he?

He took out a blanket from the wardrobe and lightly put it on his body, afraid that he would be woken up. The light from the lamp clearly reflected his sleeping visage. His clear-cut features were calm and serene. Even when he was sleeping, his breathing was calm and there was not a single sound of him snoring.

Gu Xiangling cursed in her heart, "What a monster," and slept so seductively.

With a quick thought, Gu Xiangling sighed again. What was she doing? What was the difference between what had happened today and what was the difference between husband and wife's life?

Could it be that this man was the nemesis of her life? She couldn't help but feel sorry for him and obey him.

Be it pain or obedience. All of this is because... Love!

Gu Xiangling pondered as she stood there. Song Mingjian blinked a few times and actually woke up. As he stretched, a blanket fell from him, and he remembered that he slept without covering anything. Gu Xiangling had covered this blanket for him.

Gu Xiangling felt a little bit of sweetness in her heart, even though she was scolding him. She still felt sorry for him.

He waved his hand in front of Gu Xiangling's eyes a few times. "Hey, what are you thinking about?" Song Ming's throat moved as he wanted to kiss her face. He wanted to hug her and never let go.

What spiritual love was the greatest of all. If one had to face the person one loved, one could not wait to stick close to each other at all times without leaving a single crack, and only then would one be satisfied.

Only then did Gu Xiangling come to her senses. When she saw the fire of desire in Song Mingjian's eyes, she quickly ran to the door. I'm hungry and I'm going to make dinner. "

Song Ming took a few steps to catch her and pushed her back into the chair. He said with pity and heartache: "You are tired today, I will do it."

Gu Xiangling blushed with shame. He cooked? "I wonder what kind of dark cuisine will be cooked, and perhaps some medicine will be added to it." Will you? "

"No, you can learn from me." Song Ming's tone became extremely emotional: "If you want to grab onto your heart, you have to grab onto your stomach first."

Fine, I'll let you be cocky. Gu Xiangling turned on her computer and began to write. She didn't want to help that stinking man, so she would personally experience it. Only then would she know how difficult cooking was.

An hour later, the food was ready. Gu Xiangling glanced at the table. It was really not bad: chili steamed cod fish, spicy shredded potatoes, boiled beef, pickled peppers, phoenix claws.

All of them were dishes that she liked, so it was difficult for Song Ming's sword to produce these. His body was prone to get angry, and he always kept his distance from food like chili peppers.