The dye moistened the collar of the nightgown and fainted into a strange stain. The fake wound was ruthlessly washed by eye drops, leaving only the pitiful outline left there, like a proof of crime.

Xu Siyue was so ashamed that she was almost suffocated.

God really wants to destroy her!

She has only flirted with Gu Xuechen for a few times in total? Why are she frustrated again and again? She thought it was embarrassing to sprain her waist, but she didn't expect that compared with the current scene, it was nothing at all!

What are the major elements of a scumbag? First of all, be beautiful. She is so embarrassed that she can't be beautiful at all. Secondly, she needs to be stylish? Not to mention style, her basic dignity is almost buried, and it will be broken in the end, right? As a result, she used such a little trick today and immediately came to the present life!

If Gu Xuechen dares to say that she is scumbag again, she will definitely not agree.

She, Xu Siyue, is no longer qualified to be a scumbag, and she is fucking her face!

"Xu Siyue, I'll let you explain."

Xu Siyue covered her chest with her hands and was forced to look up to face him. When her eyes touched, she realized that Gu Xue's eyes were red and her eyes were particularly cold and fierce, so she was almost swallowed and dispelled.

It's like some kind of repressive and anxious pain, but it's also like the annoyance after being interrupted by work but finding cheated.

Xu Siyue silently weighed the pros and conscientiously determined that the former was purely brain-supplemented, while the latter was more realistic.

She said with a thorn in the air: "What else can be explained? You haven't seen it all."

Gu Xuechen grabbed her wrist and forced her to reveal the blocked red: "Four years have passed, and your tricks have regressed to such a naive way? Use this kind of elementary school students to play with to deceive me?"

Once the fake wound is exposed, the effect is as good as stripping naked and throwing it on the street.

Xu Siyue was extremely humiliated, but she thought about it. She shook Gu Xuechen's clamping away, raised her face, and continued to flow with the remaining eye drops, which really made me feel sorry for her.

"Would I be willing to do this?" She adjusted her most aggrieved tone. "You hide from me every day, and you don't allow me to call on your phone. You said you had something to do and asked me to dial the inside line. As a result, you received it less than five times in three days. If I don't use special means, you forgot that you even married a wife, right?"

Gu Xuechen's chest was undulating and was covered under her shirt.

Xu Siyue added a small threat to softly complain: "Even if you get married to abuse me, you have to meet and abuse me, right? What does it mean to avoid it? I am not a healthy person, I have psychological problems. I am fine if you anger me, but you leave me alone and ignore me. Maybe I will collapse one day and cause trouble for you!"

She said too much, gradually bringing out real emotions and involuntarily accused: "And you know that I make money by painting now, but the male protagonist still paints it according to you. If you don't let me take a few more glances every day, where did I get the inspiration? How can I pay you back?"

"So," she drooped her eyes and sucked, "I was forced to do anything. To be honest, today I not only bought stickers to cheat you, but also deliberately didn't call you all day long. Do you have any..."

Gu Xuechen couldn't help but look at her, and his heart was beating violently and violently.

Xu Siyue's pair of peach blossom eyes were shimmering, and the wet and charming color accidentally overflowed her long eyelashes. She took a deep breath and raised her eyes again to look at Gu Xuechen: "Do you miss me at all?"

Gu Xue calmed down the corners of her lips, and the redness in her eyes became even thicker.

She said that she didn't call today on purpose, in order to... make him miss her.

The word "want" was choked in his throat, struggling to jump out, Gu Xuechen held back with difficulty, and turned his eyes away, rolled his Adam's apple a little awkwardly, and said in a low voice: "I don't want to, don't hit it in the future, it's quiet."

He spoke so heartlessly, but he asked Ashi to send wet wipes, and took out a few pieces and stuffed them to Xu Siyue.

This action made Xu Siyue's mouth curl, and the previous sense of shame unconsciously dissipated. She rekindled her fighting spirit. When she answered, she grabbed his fingers and exchanged body temperature for a few seconds before slowly letting go.

Gu Xuechen's fingertips seemed to be burned by fire. He put them away, held them, turned around and prepared to go downstairs: "I have something to do, so I don't have to wait for me to have a meal."

However, before he took a step, his clothes were gently pulled by Xu Siyue.

"I specially asked my aunt to go home early for this show tonight," her voice was very harmless, "No one cared about dinner... Your way of abuse of me should not let me starve to death at home, right?"

Gu Xuechen's patience was on the edge of the red line, and he frowned and asked, "What do you want?"

Xu Siyue pursed her lips and smiled: "If you want to have supper with her husband, you can do anything, otherwise I will be too hungry and may even be a witch."

Gu Xuechen's temples were swelling and painful.

The hand that pulled him was not very strong, and it was easy to throw it away. It would be more difficult to stab her. Just a few words could make her angry. Even if she really threw her at home, she wouldn't be hungry.

He knew everything, but he couldn't do anything.

Gu Xue drooped his eyes, his stomach was still hurting, and the consequences of cold food at noon and the absent-mindedness all day were not so easy to improve.

He wanted to say something, but Xu Siyue actually let go of her hand first, walked down the stairs and went into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator to find something.

Gu Xuechen waited for a while, staring at the warm yellow light, unable to withstand the temptation, and slowly followed.

He walked out of the kitchen and there was a "ding" sound inside.

Xu Siyue turned on the microwave, took out the hot milk, turned around and handed it to Gu Xuechen, her eyes like crescent moon: "I see you seemed to press your stomach just now, so you should feel uncomfortable, drink some hot."

Gu Xuechen's face changed slightly and he took a step back.

Don't...be nice to him.

Don't test his feelings again.

He is used to being cold, so don't give him any warmth.

Gu Xuechen refused to answer, his hand was clenched secretly, Xu Siyue forced his hand to smooth it out, and put the cup on it: "Drink quickly, or I will feed you."

She spread her hands that had just been warmed with a milk cup and covered his stomach, her bright eyes flashing and asked, "Will this be more comfortable?"

"If it works-" Xu Siyue tilted her head, and her beautiful face was like a painting, "Can you change my husband to have a supper with me?"

Gu Xuechen's hand holding milk was trembling slightly. He tried his best to restrain himself so that he could look as usual.

Reason was saying no to refuse, but his curled wrinkled heart was trembling with scorching, and he wanted to possess her for a while.

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and drank the milk. His gentle hands were still warming his stomach. His swallowing speed was extremely slowing down, stretching the moment as long as possible.

After no reason to delay, Gu Xuechen put down the cup and Qingqing said coldly: "Just eat it once, no example."

Xu Siyue ordered ten or eight praises to herself this night. It was all her wit that she turned the awkward and tragic situation into a candlelight supper.

Although... there is no candlelight, dinner is just a bowl of plain noodles.

But I have to say that Gu Xuechen's cooking skills are really good. The bowl of noodles he puts casually is full of flavor and flavor. Even people like her who have no feelings for noodles can still be eaten.

After dinner, Gu Xuechen threw the bowl to her to wash, and went to work overtime himself. Xu Siyue asked casually: "How much work does Deep Blue Technology have to be busy with? Why do you, the boss, work overtime every day?"

Gu Xuechen paused for a moment and didn't answer, so she didn't chase him and asked.

Xu Siyue was very satisfied with the current results. After washing the dishes, she returned to the upper floor, feeling excited and had nowhere to vent her feelings, and she made crazy output in the "Fugui Sisters" group.

Cheng Xi looked at the screen of good news and couldn't help but ask again: "Baby Siyue, are you sure you don't like him?"

Xu Siyue laughed: "I said I don't like it, why do you still ask?"

Cheng Xi analyzed: "When you flirted with him four years ago, you didn't have such a good temper. The Great Demon King was not the Great Demon King that year. At most, he would be cold and cold if he refused you. Not as cruel as he is now, then you are always angry with him. Why are he treating you badly now, and you are patiently coaxing him?"

Xu Siyue was stunned for a moment and then said, "Can it be the same? At that time, he was just a bet and he would throw it away if he couldn't get involved. But now he is my husband. When I really try to find out that he has feelings for me one day, I still plan to reluctantly live a good life with him."

Cheng Xi didn't know how he went back.

say what?

Actually, the Great Demon King's heart is full of Xu Siyue? He has been working hard for her and planning for her for several years. He does not hate her, but loves her so much that he doesn't know what to do.

Cheng Xi sighed with his cell phone in his arms.

She dared not say that the great devil gave the death order first, and the second is that Siyue seemed to have experienced many battles, but she was not very good at emotionally. She only knew how to flirt and didn't know how she really liked it. If she rashly told the facts, it might have a counterproductive effect on the relationship between the two.

not to mention……

She still doesn't know the real reason why the great devil concealed his heart. She is always worried about whether there are any extreme reasons for majeure, which makes him work hard to raise his assets as much as possible, but she is not honest with Si Yue.

Xu Siyue saw Cheng Xi not replying for a long time, and was about to send a question mark when a message suddenly popped up in the notification column. It was a notice from the official Mingcheng Art Museum, saying that Teacher Cheng Huan had three paintings in the exhibition hall, and the pre-set exhibition period was about to arrive and could be retrieved by his family. There was a contact number behind it.

Xu Siyue was shocked and it was related to her mother. She had no intention of chatting, so she immediately contacted the other party and met at the art gallery in the afternoon after three days of negotiation.

For three days, Xu Siyue still couldn't catch Gu Xuechen's shadow. The dream of trying to take off his clothes and appreciate his body was always a fantasy. Not to mention realizing it, it was difficult to even use the edges, and it could only be done by brains.

Fortunately, the popularity of the new series with colored lenses has skyrocketed, and it has won the homepage recommendation position, and the number of comments has also risen sharply. In addition to the rainbow fart, some of the contents have forced Xu Siyue to care about.

"Mrs. Yellow Fish is a god! Why are the characters so beautiful, interact so flirtatiously, and can draw the protagonist's bag so beautifully! If I weren't a broken hand, I would really want to do one of them!"

"Madam, can you consider the surrounding area? The first chapter is the small bag the heroine took when she first appeared! No matter how expensive I have to buy it!"

"Do you only like bags? The dress is obviously even more amazing! Every time the heroine wears various small dresses, I hope the hero tear it opens with his own hands!"

Xu Siyue flipped it out casually and found that four or five out of the ten items were like this. In addition, the editor said that day, a large number of readers were paying attention to the clothes and accessories of the characters she wrote.

She unconsciously lowered her head and stared at her hands.

Originally... she was just a designer.

I studied design in college, and love is also design. Her talent, ability, previous persistence and enthusiasm are all placed on this matter. Even during the four years of torture in the UK, she has scribbled many pictures.

On the afternoon when I made an appointment to go to Mingcheng Art Museum, Xu Siyue dressed up solemnly, hoping to pick up her mother's paintings exquisitely and beautifully.

Before leaving, when her computer rang, a new private message popped up on the backend of the comic website: "Mrs. Yellow Fish! Please give me an authorization! I want to take out the two bags of the heroine and make them by hand, so that they will never be used for commercial use. I just carry them myself and kneel down and kowtow ten thousand times!"

Xu Siyue wanted to go back, but the moment she sent it out, her hand stopped and she felt something sharp in her mind.

That was her painting, her original design.

Why……

Can't she do it herself?

Xu Siyue did not reply and turned off the computer and was about to go downstairs first. However, when she opened the door, her phone suddenly rang, showing a strange number from Mingcheng.

She thought it was an art museum and actively answered, but the sound from the earpiece made her eyes chill.

"Sister, are you in Jinyuan? I... I've been interviewing outside and I'm not allowed to enter any other way, so I have to call you," Xu Ying spoke softly and hurriedly, fearing that she would hang up, "Your number was something I knew from Liang Yan before, not a bad channel, don't worry!"
To be continued...