Eldest Miss’s Style Isn’t Right

Maybe the rain outside was too loud, or maybe the smile on her face was too sweet, or maybe she was leaving tomorrow, and she might not be able to see her for a long time...

Mu Xuanqing took Gu Qingyu's hand.

"When you came to your house for the first time, you planned to leave me alone in the house to fend for yourself?"

Gu Qingyu raised her eyebrows, "Sir~ Could it be..."

She approached him and teased him with a smile: "Could it be that Mr. is a child, and when he goes to an unfamiliar place, he needs someone to accompany him... before he can fall asleep?"

She looks so cute, his eyes are full of smiles, and he nodded solemnly, "Yeah."

Gu Qingyu laughed out loud and held his hand, "Okay, then I'll take you to get acquainted with this place..."

However, she didn't like the rest of the Gu family, so she took Mu Xuanqing directly into her room. In the distance, Gu Wenqiang happened to be going upstairs, saw this scene vaguely, and narrowed his eyes...

Gu Qingyu's room was not like an ordinary girl's room. It was full of plants and some painting equipment. On the easel was a painting that she had not finished yet. He was interested for a while, so he stepped forward and took a look. , Gu Qingyu looked at him with his cheeks raised, "Sir, painting is good for peace of mind, why don't you help me continue painting?"

Mu Xuanqing raised his eyebrows, but did not refuse. He took out his brush and began to adjust the paint, and he really started to paint.

The gentleman is indeed a gentleman, even the way he paints is so elegant.

Gu Qingyu read the book quietly, and occasionally looked up at him, only to find that the white shirt on Mu Xuanqing's body had been stained with blue paint at some point, and his chin was also stained at some point in time. a little.

She laughed out loud, feeling that such a gentleman was more down-to-earth, and the laughter successfully made Mu Xuanqing raise his head and look at her.

Gu Qingyu walked over, stood on tiptoe, took out a wet tissue, and gently wiped the paint on his chin for him.

It's not very good for paint to stick directly on the body.

It's fun, but it's best to wipe it off quickly.

She thought so, but the paint was a little dry, and it was really not that easy to wipe it directly. Moreover, because it was on his face, she didn't dare to use too much force, so she wiped it for him so carefully, watching the paint Little by little, she nods in satisfaction.

She didn't notice that there was something wrong with Mu Xuanqing's eyes when he looked at her who was so close. At such a close distance, he could feel the faint fragrance on her body, see her skin that could be broken by blowing bullets, and exhale. Rulan's lips...

Throat moved.

"Okay." Gu Qingyu took a step back and looked at him with a smile.

Mu Xuanqing coughed lightly and grabbed the water next to him. Perhaps it was too hot, so he drank a glass of water.

But the strange thing is that the cold water could not calm the restlessness in his body, but made him even hotter.

Unbuttoning the collar, he took a breath and said, "I... go back to rest first."

Gu Qingyu feels a little strange, it's not hot now, why is there sweat on Mr.'s forehead?

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Reaching out, she touched his forehead.

Her hands were icy cold, soft, and very comfortable. Like a traveler who met an oasis in the desert, he grabbed the hand she wanted to pull away and turned his head. He looked at her with burning eyes...

Gu Qingyu didn't understand how dangerous the light in the man's eyes at the moment, she just felt puzzled, and then she didn't want to see him feel uncomfortable.