She stuck out her tongue: "Let's make a deal first. If it's bad news, don't tell me. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it and will faint."
The helpless look made Gu Nianchen feel loved and pitiful, and he couldn't help but hug her in his arms.
"Silly girl, when have I ever given you bad news? Of course it was a good thing that I came back to tell you."
His unique aura swept over the sky. Cen Zhiqiao was a little greedy and couldn't help but shrink into his arms.
"Then you should tell me what the good thing is?"
She spoke in a low voice, with a lazy voice. She didn't know what good things would happen to her now.
Gu Nianchen stretched his legs so that she could lie on him more comfortably, and his smile overflowed: "You didn't bring your phone with you when you went out, so Gu Zuowei called me."
After saying this, he paused briefly, and waited until the woman beside him hesitated for a moment, then looked at him blankly, and then continued: "Cen Zhiqiao, Cen Zhiqiao, you are doing things behind my back again."
The meaning of these words was unclear, and Cen Zhiqiao was even more confused when she heard it, but vaguely, she seemed to remember something, and her eyes suddenly widened.
"You're talking about me participating in the competition, right?"
At that time, I didn't tell him because I was afraid that he would laugh. Who would have thought that Sister Zuo Wei would actually call him.
"Besides this, what else have you done?" Gu Nianchen's face became serious, and his voice also dropped.
If others saw him like this, they would probably panic, but Cen Zhiqiao was not afraid of him, and was still thinking about what he just said.
"Then the good news you just mentioned has something to do with this?" She widened her eyes.
Cen Zhiqiao's eyes are very beautiful, long and round, and his expressions are vivid no matter what he does, especially when he smiles, they always curve into a crescent moon, making him very angry.
Just like now, her eyes were widened, and there was an inquiring look in her eyes, like a deer, wandering around. Gu Nianchen watched quietly, only feeling itchy in his heart.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Want to know?"
"Yeah." Cen Zhiqiao didn't know what the hell he was planning, but he still nodded: "Come on, why bother?"
Gu Nianchen's lips trembled just now: "Is this your attitude towards asking for help?"
What, why is this person like this!
"Then just treat me like I'm begging you and tell me, okay?" I had to lower my voice and whisper in his ear.
Gu Nianchen became more energetic and pointed at his cheek. He didn't say anything, but stared into Cen Zhiqiao's eyes with an ambiguous expression, smiling broadly.
Cen Zhiqiao immediately blushed, this man.
"How shameless!"
Having said that, she decided to be shameless with him, turned her head, and kissed the position of his finger.
However, before her lips fell, Gu Nianchen had already tilted her head, and her lips landed on the corner of his lips.
He had just drank coffee, and the mellow aroma of coffee was still in his mouth. As his lips and teeth met, the fragrant and bitter taste entered her mouth, and Cen Zhiqiao immediately frowned.
"What are you doing in broad daylight?"
The sound came out from between his teeth. Gu Nianchen originally just wanted to taste it briefly, but when he touched her soft lips, he couldn't bear it anymore. He clasped the back of her head with his big palm and kissed her.
"Gu Nianchen, Gu Nianchen..." Cen Zhiqiao's eyes widened in horror.
This man is so erotic. Even in broad daylight, Aunt Lan might come out at any time, and he would kiss her like this.
The man finally let go of his hand, but the deep meaning in his eyes remained. For almost a month, he had not been close to her because of her unstable mood. It was inevitable that he would be a little restless.
"You mean, it'll be fine at night?" She spoke with hesitant breath, her voice hoarse and ambiguous, falling on Cen Zhiqiao's ears, and her face turned even redder.
"I hate it, let's get down to business. What did Sister Zuo Wei tell you?"
Gu Nianchen then smiled lowly and reached out to take the computer from the coffee table.
"See for yourself."
On the computer page, the words "Shortlist for the Preliminary Round of the Golden Silk Competition" were written. Cen Zhiqiao glanced at it and immediately saw his design.
Her eyes lit up: "I...am I shortlisted?"
It was rare to see her smiling face, and Gu Nianchen's mood brightened. He stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, smiled and nodded: "Yes, my wife is really amazing. Even Gu Zuowei said it was not easy to be shortlisted this time."
The doting tone, full of affection, fell into Cen Zhiqiao's ears, and her heart soared.
"Are you... are you complimenting me?" She asked while holding the computer and tilting her head.
In exchange, Gu Nianchen asked in confusion: "Of course, can't you hear it?"
Sometimes, he really couldn't figure out what this girl was thinking, and he always felt that her head was more difficult to deal with than the pile of documents.
Cen Zhiqiao was obviously stunned for a moment, but when he saw his solemn look, he seemed to believe what he said, and the smile on his face became more obvious.
"It's really rare to hear your praise. I thought you would laugh at me, or say something to hurt me..."
"Haha -" Gu Nianchen interrupted her with a smile: "It is your dream to be a fashion designer. Now that you have taken a step towards your dream, I am too late to be happy, so how can I laugh at you?"
Cen Zhiqiao trembled the corners of his lips, leaned into his arms, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.
Fortunately, he is there. Fortunately, he is there...
While he was talking, his cell phone rang. Cen Zhiqiao hurriedly got up from Gu Nianchen's arms and picked it up.
It was an unfamiliar number, and she said politely: "Hi, hello!"
"Ah, hello, may I ask, are you Cen Zhiqiao?" A strange man's rough voice came into his ears on the other end. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I am, who are you?"