Gu Qingxin really admired the resilience of Beiming cold. She was sick in the morning and was about to hang up. Now she was alive and could kill her.
After taking the medicine, Gu Qingxin saw that he had nothing to do with it. After packing up, he said, "you have a good rest. I'll go down first."
Gu Qingxin lowered his head to finish, and without waiting for him to reflect, he turned and walked out the door.
Yesterday's matter, she can't not mind, think of him yesterday as to oneself, her chest stuffy pan pain
Looking at the figure she left, Bei Ming Han frowned and clenched her hands tightly
The door of the bedroom is closed, and beiminghan leans on the sofa dejectedly
This week, he was on a business trip for three days. Every day he was waiting for her call. Even if it was just a text message, he could give himself an excuse. She actually cared about herself
But after waiting for three days, he didn't wait for anything
After he came back, he was still waiting for her news every day, still without a word
Gu Qingxin stood outside the door, holding the gilded doorknob tightly. After a long time, he slowly released it.
Gu Qingxin is holding the drawing board to revise a work she is preparing to participate in. Only in this way can she calm down.
When there was a knock on the door, aunt Zhou pushed the door in and said, "Miss, the young master said that he would like to eat your hand rolled noodles and trouble you."
"I see. I'll do it right away." Gu Qingxin put down the drawing board and got up to go to the kitchen.
Gu Qingxin was afraid of Beiming cold and so on, so he quickened the speed. When he cut the plane, his hand was cut again.
She looked at the blood coming out of her fingers. This time, it was much more serious than last time. She threw down the knife and turned on the tap water to wash it.
Aunt Zhou heard the voice coming in and asked, "what's the matter?"
"I cut my hand by accident." Gu Qingxin tearful said, it is too painful.
"I'll get the band aid." Aunt Zhou immediately turned out of the kitchen and soon found a band aid.
Aunt Zhou helped her stick it on and said, "it's OK. Looking at the wound, it's not small."
"If you stop bleeding, it won't get in the way. Aunt Zhou, help me to turn on the fire." Gu Qingxin wiped his hands and went on to cut the rest of the noodles.
When the noodles are ready, Gu Qingxin calls aunt Zhou and asks her to serve them.
"I'm not very good, miss."
The young master said he wanted to eat noodles. He must want to see Miss Gu.
"Aunt Zhou, you can send it up for me. I'll go back to my room first." Gu said, no longer waiting for her to refuse, quickly left the kitchen.
Aunt Zhou, "..."
When Aunt Zhou sent the noodles up, sure enough, Beiming's face suddenly changed. Aunt Zhou put the noodles down and said, "young master..."
"Get out!"
Beiminghan knows that she doesn't want to see him. If he isn't too sick today, she probably won't pay attention to herself.
"Don't get me wrong, young master. Miss Gu didn't want to come up. She cut her hand." Aunt Zhou explained.
North dark cold eyebrow immediately wrinkly get up, ask a way, "serious?"
"Maybe it's too urgent when cutting. The blood has stopped. It shouldn't be a big problem."
"You go down first." Beiming Han waved his hand, sat down at the table and cleaned up the bowl of noodles.
……
When beiminghan came downstairs, aunt Zhou was answering the phone. After she put down the phone, she called, "young master."
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