The long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the eye sockets, the wings of the nose quivered slightly with the breathing, and further down, the lips were pressed into a pout.
It looks like a good-looking bun.
Gu Jingting watched for a long time, then stood up and carried the person to the bed. He looked at the door that was still open, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "You won't leave on your own, so I'm kind enough to give you half a bed."
He raised his hand and flicked Song Qiao's forehead.
Song Qiao sensed something, turned over, pulled the quilt next to him and wrapped it around him. His whole body shrank inward, leaving only half of his head outside.
Looking down from a high position, it really looks like a caterpillar.
If Song Qiao were awake at this moment and heard Gu Jingting's evaluation of herself, she would probably be furious. From steamed buns to caterpillars, she couldn't be a human being.
Unfortunately, she was immersed in sleep at this time.
Since last night was too exhausting, Song Qiao slept until noon. When he opened his eyes, the sun had already climbed high outside the window.
Song Qiao blinked and waited for his brain to turn on. He turned his eyes inadvertently and suddenly saw the man's sharp jawline and the obvious masculine Adam's apple.
The brain that was trying to start shut down instantly, and without even thinking about it, she subconsciously screamed.
"ah--"
The sharp sound directly woke up the man next to him. Gu Jingting frowned and pulled the person who was shouting randomly into his arms, covering her mouth.
"Don't scream, let me sleep for a while." His voice was low and vague.
Song Qiao could not calm down. She was so frightened that she brushed Gu Jingting's arm away and sat up, "Gu Dajing, get up. Why are you sleeping?"
Gu Jingting was so disturbed that he couldn't sleep. He turned over and opened his eyes to look at her, "What are you making a fuss about?"
His tone was not very good, after all, he was woken up without incident, and no one had the patience to greet him with a smile.
Song Qiao was so angry that he couldn't speak. He calmed down for a while before saying, "I kindly helped you divert your attention yesterday and didn't let you retaliate!"
Gu Jingting had a headache from the shouting. He slowly rubbed his temples and sat up from the bed. He turned his head slightly and understood what she meant.
His eyes flashed slightly, his displeasure dissipated, and he stared at Song Qiao and said, "If you are talking about the problem of our sleep last night, then I think you should first find out whose room this is."
"Who else, of course..."
Song Qiao glanced casually and her words stopped abruptly. Her eyes widened in disbelief. How could she be in the room where Gu Jingting slept?
Just when she was frightened, a man's voice came out and said, "Yesterday, he told me a story, and he fell asleep while telling me a story. He even climbed directly onto my bed to grab the quilt."
Gu Jingting's voice was faint, "I didn't expect that Miss Song usually takes care of patients like this."
"..."
Facts speak louder than words.
Song Qiao was speechless by him, but if she just acquiesced, where would she put her face in the future? So she gritted her teeth and said, "Can't you wake me up or send me back?"
Gu Jingting spread his hands, "Firstly, I am injured now. If I carry you back rashly, I am afraid that the wound will tear. Secondly, I tried to scream, but you didn't listen and took away my quilt.
"
Song Qiao lowered his head and found in despair that he was still covered by two-thirds of the quilt, while Gu Jingting was only covered with a corner of the quilt pitifully.
This didn't even give her a chance to quibble.
"Then you can sleep in my room." She struggled.
Gu Jingting came back lightly, "I don't dare to enter without your permission. After all, it is a woman's room. What if there is any secret?"
Yes, all escape routes are blocked.
Song Qiao was a little desperate. She looked back at Gu Jingting, who had a calm face. She felt cruel, gritted her teeth, and simply decided to be a scumbag, "Oh, if that's the case, then I took care of you yesterday, so it's even."
After she finished speaking, she stood up expressionlessly and walked to the bathroom outside.
But as soon as he entered the door, Song Qiao immediately punched the wall with regret.
Why did she fall asleep so dissatisfied? The commotion now was so embarrassing. Fortunately, Gu Jingting was injured and couldn't do anything, otherwise she would still be crying now.
Song Qiao spurned herself repeatedly and stayed in the bathroom, reluctant to go out and face reality.
I don't know how much time passed, but there was a knock on the door. Gu Jingting stood outside and said slowly, "Don't worry, if you want to default on the bill, I won't chase you for it. If it's almost done, come out quickly. I'll wait to use the bathroom."
Song Qiao looked up in despair and looked at the reflection on the door. There was a thought in his mind that he wanted to die with him, but his attention was quickly attracted by his words.
She stood up and stepped forward, opened the door suddenly, and said angrily, "What do you mean by defaulting on your debt? What do I owe you?"
Gu Jingting had already changed his clothes while she was hiding inside. He wore white short-sleeved shirts and black casual trousers. His simple outfit made him look a bit outstanding because of his figure.
He lazily leaned against the wall with one hand in his pocket, "You even slept with me, aren't you still responsible?"
"Stop talking nonsense, aren't we just sleeping in the same bed? Nothing happened, so why should we be held responsible?" Song Qiao retorted.
Gu Jingting was so free that he asked, "What do you mean, do you want something to happen?"
"Don't misinterpret me, I didn't." Song Qiao vaguely felt that she was walking into a pit. She stepped out cautiously and turned sideways to make way for Gu Jingting, "You can come in if you want. I'll prepare breakfast."
The little white rabbit stepped out from the edge of the trap and even ran away vigilantly.
Gu Jingting looked back at her back. He couldn't help but laugh at her series of reactions this morning. He raised his voice and said, "I want to eat layer cakes for breakfast."
"It's beautiful but impossible, just dream."
Song Qiao refused the three consecutive offers.
Gu Jingting didn't force it and went into the toilet to wash up.
When he came out and sat at the table, there was still a plate of thousand-layer pancakes in front of him, steaming out, with green onions sprinkled on top, which looked fragrant.
As if she was afraid that he would say something shocking again, Song Qiao hurriedly said, "The meat at home is going bad. If you don't eat it quickly, throw it away. It will be a waste."
"Yeah." Gu Jingting responded leisurely.
He has pushed hard enough today. If he continues to push, Song Qiao may be so frightened that he will run away from him, so he has to take his time and figure it out.
His sudden silence made Song Qiao feel uncomfortable.
She looked at Gu Jingting inquiringly and asked curiously, "Don't you want to say something?"
The people who had been hurting him suddenly calmed down, which really made Song Qiao a little uneasy. Is he trying to hold back his ultimate move, or does he have some purpose?
Gu Jingting was so amused that he put down his bowls and chopsticks and looked at her and asked, "You told me to shut up when I said it. Now that I have shut up, you ask me why I didn't say it?"
