C95 That Warm Man Is Mine

When Gu Minqin walked into the house, he found a piece of cake on the table in the living room. It was obvious who put it. Gu Minqin quickly walked to the original owner's room.

"Mo Chen, are you inside?"

"No, you can go!"

Gu Minqin thought to himself. He must have made him unhappy. "Mo Chen, I'm sorry. Can you open the door?"

"Don't call me by my name. Go!" Although he said that, he actually had a lot of fun playing with the two systems in the room.

"Mo Mo's acting is good. " Zhigu said with a face full of admiration.

"That's true. After all, it's an acting skill that can be used on the screen. " Lan Shumo was especially tsundere as he had a lollipop in his mouth.

"Shumo, you are right about your confidence. But now, you have become narcissistic. " Xiaoqing rolled his eyes at Lan Shumo. Lan Shumo curled his lips and lay on the bed with his eyes half-closed.

"Mo Chen. . . "

"Get lost, get lost!" The sudden roar gave the two system a shock. After a while, there was no movement at the door. Lan Shumo poked Xiaoqing and said, "Let's see if the male lead is still here. "

"The male lead has left home. "

Lan Shumo nodded and opened the door lock. He went into the bathroom to take a shower. After he came out, he lied down on the bed. Zhigu copied Lan Shumo and patted on the bed. "Mo Mo, what happened to you?"

“**。” Lan Shumo gently spat out two words. No matter what, he could not help but smile. Xiaoqing frowned. He realized that things weren't that simple.

"You guys go back first. I will wait here. Tell me when the male lead comes. " Xiaoqing nodded and returned to the System Space. Zhigu, however, rubbed his hair.

"Mo Mo, I'm leaving now. Bye bye. "

"En, bye bye. "

After more than an hour, Gu Minqin returned home. He looked at Lan Shumo's tightly shut door and hesitated. He knocked on the door, but no one answered. Gu Minqin tried to push the door down and the door unexpectedly opened.

Gu Minqin quietly walked to the sleeping Lan Shumo and brushed the hair on his forehead. He regretted what he had done just now. "I'm sorry. "

Gu Minqin lay on the bed, grabbed the blanket, and held Lan Shumo in his arms. He felt Lan Shumo's hot breath on his chest. Without realizing it, Gu Minqin fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Lan Shumo slowly woke up. His hand subconsciously touched the side, and there was no longer any warmth. "He didn't even cherish such a good opportunity. " Lan Shumo blinked a few times, stood up, and walked out of the house. He saw Gu Minqin busy in and out of the kitchen.

Lan Shumo pretended to be disgusted and frightened as he walked past Gu Minqin to wash up. After Gu Minqin finished preparing breakfast, he saw Lan Shumo packing his bag and preparing to go out.

"Mo Chen. . . "

Lan Shumo's body trembled, and he stood where he was, not daring to move. Gu Minqin was a little annoyed. It seemed like he really scared him yesterday. "Have some breakfast. "

Lan Shumo wanted to refuse, but Gu Minqin continued, "Have some. I've been cooking for a long time. And it's not good for the stomach if you don't eat breakfast. " Gu Minqin's voice sounded like he was begging for forgiveness, which made Lan Shumo soften his heart. He gritted his teeth and sat down at the dining table.

Lan Shumo picked up a piece of toast, put some tomato sauce and some minced meat on it, and started to eat. Gu Minqin was eating his breakfast absent-mindedly. He was thinking about how to apologize to Lan Shumo.

"Gu Minqin looked up. Lan Shumo looked a little confused. "I didn't mean to yell at you yesterday. " His voice was getting smaller and smaller, and even Gu Minqin could not hear him clearly.

When Gu Minqin heard Lan Shumo's words, he felt even more guilty. He had clearly done something wrong, but now he wanted someone to apologize to him.

"Mo Chen, I'm also very sorry about what happened yesterday. I just. . . "

"I know you didn't do it on purpose. "

The two of them chatted for a while before finishing the simple breakfast. In Gu Minqin's car, Lan Shumo could not stand the awkward silence. "Did you eat the sponge cake I brought you yesterday?"

"No. I thought you liked dessert recently, so I put the cake in the fridge. You can eat it when you go back. "

"Okay. . . "

In the following time, the two of them were in this strange atmosphere. No matter what they talked about, there was only one end, and that was to talk until they died.

. . .

Thank you, Flower City (Wine Dragon). Reward: I was in a daze at Lin Chen's night.

I forgot there was one more. . .