"What... is Shuan Q?" Gu Yanchen looked at Fu Youzhi's angry look and was decisive but didn't know where he was wrong.
Not only did I not know where I was wrong, but I also couldn't understand what she said. Her tone was mean and angry. The key was why "Q" and why not "other letters"?
Is this the so-called generation gap?
"Didn't you grow up in a foreign country? You don't even know English?" Fu Youzhi crossed her arms, frowning coldly, and took out her mobile phone to Baidu for him.
Gu Yanchen glanced at the explanation of the first line. It turned out that "Shuan q" means "thank you?" So this is an English question?
Impossible, the English question wouldn't make people so angry, he must have done something else wrong, or...
Kneel down first and then talk?
When it comes to kneeling down, I feel a little anxious the first time, and a little embarrassed the second time. After the third or fourth time, it has almost become an instinct in my bones. If I can't kneel down enough, I can still kneel down every minute.
Thinking of this, Gu Yanchen bent his legs decisively. Fu Youzhi thought that the injury on his knee in the Rose Castle last time was not healed and the wound hurt again, so he quickly ran two steps to help him. His anger dissipated instantly, and his concern
But it came faster,
"Does your knee hurt again?"
Seeing Fu Youzhi's concerned and nervous look, Gu Yanchen was stunned for a moment, and nodded decisively and weakly. Although he was not used to it, he never expected that he would be so despicable...
But he still pretended to be uncomfortable and let out a breath of cold air.
Fu Youzhi quickly helped him sit under the floor-to-ceiling window. Not to mention angry, she was already distressed and lifted his knees.
Sure enough, the gauze was soaked with a few spots of blood. He had been injured too much, so he didn't take this minor injury seriously and it was already swollen.
Fu Youzhi was heartbroken. She blamed him for not cherishing her body, and she also hated herself for being so angry that she spoke indiscriminately.
"Zhizhi, it doesn't hurt anymore. It's fine." Gu Yanchen saw Fu Youzhi's eyes turning red and her eyes swollen with moisture, and he felt something was wrong, so he quickly changed the subject.
"Why were you angry again just now?"
"It's not that I'm angry," Fu Youzhi said dullly, not knowing why she was so irritable in front of him.
"I didn't mean to turn your mother's masterpiece into a haunted house. I just didn't know. If you had told me earlier how much it was worth, I would have just bought it at the original price. It's not like I don't have money, so why bother with it?"
Only then did Gu Yanchen realize that Fu Youzhi was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat because of this trivial matter. He suppressed a smile, pinched Fu Youzhi's fleshy face, and said softly and thoughtfully,
"My mother died a long time ago. This is not just a haunted house. The haunted house is better. There are fewer people coming. My mother likes quiet places."
"With the bustling Beicheng, wouldn't it be wonderful to have such a peaceful Feng Shui land on the edge of the Third Ring Road? So Zhizhi is worthy of being the God of Wealth, and with her true knowledge and insights, I am really very good at it!"
Gu Yanchen was very proud. This communication was very clever. Rainbow's fart was reasonable and well-founded, which would definitely satisfy Zhizhi's vanity.
Especially the last sentence is a stroke of genius. The current learning and application of Internet words can also show his youthful mentality and make the little girl feel that she is of the same age...
Unexpectedly, Fu Youzhi's face looked like spilled condiments, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and very colorful. For a while, even he couldn't tell what Fu Youzhi was thinking...
"Forget it, forget it. From now on, if you are well-dressed and elegant, you should stop using these funny Internet terms. I won't be annoyed anymore and go to have dinner~"
Fu Youzhi took his hand and planned to go out.
Gu Yanchen glanced at the dilapidated wall with some nostalgia, and said solemnly,
"Zhizhi, can I ask you something?"
"Um?"
"Can you leave the interior renovation here to me?"
"How is that possible?" Fu Youzhi looked like a brother settling accounts, and the philistine said bitterly,
"I bought this place, and I want to make it my splendid golden nest!"
"Zhizhi, I can build you a unique golden nest, and you will definitely be satisfied." Gu Yanchen persuaded him earnestly.
"I'm! Not! Satisfied!"
Fu Youzhi was extremely arrogant. She tapped his chest with disdain with her thin fingers, quite viciously like she was lecturing a poor boy.
"Who are you? Have you won the Pulitzer Prize for Architecture? Are you a member of the Royal Institute of British Architects? Can you understand my design concept? You can't even understand a q! Hmph!"
After saying that, he immediately let go of Gu Yanchen's hand and left directly.
Gu Yanchen's eyebrows twitched. This childish devil was really good at making people angry. He was so angry that his liver hurt!
Gu Yanchen put one hand on the floor-to-ceiling window, blocking her whereabouts. Fu Youzhi suppressed a laugh, turned around and ran in the opposite direction. Gu Yanchen's long arm blocked her whereabouts again.
Fu Youzhi was banged on the floor-to-ceiling window...
His dark eyes were filled with two small clusters of angry flames, as if he wanted to prove his anger after being humiliated, and he got closer to Fu Youzhi.
Because she was angry, her breathing was particularly heavy. The originally cool breath felt a bit hot when it hit her face.
Fu Youzhi's light brown eyes also looked at him, and her cheeks turned red unconsciously. She felt as uneasy as a little rabbit in her heart, he...
He must be kissing her again.
It’s so cute. You’ll get kissed if you make him happy, you’ll get kissed if you make him angry, you’ll get kissed if you say a few harsh words...
The two of them kissed countless times, and it had almost become a habit. Fu Youzhi was like a patient suffering from thirst syndrome. When she thought of his slightly cool lips, she would feel happy...
Her lips were slightly open, and she bit her plump lower lip with her white teeth. She knew that he liked the light begonia red.
"How do you know I didn't win the Pulitzer Prize for Architecture?" he asked.
"Huh?" she wondered.
"How do you know I'm not a member of the Royal Institute of British Architects?" he asked again.
"Huh?" She became even more confused.
Every time he asked a question, he took a small step forward, a few steps away...
One millimeter...
"Even if it's not the case, I'm still your husband, the husband with whom you share your household registration book!"
"Now these things are also our property after marriage. Why do you decide all of them by yourself?"
He moved forward an insignificant millimeter...
"Do you want me to give you the Pufu method?"
"According to the Marriage Law..."
Fu Youzhi was stunned...
What are those two thin lips saying?
There is so much time to talk and no time to...
Do not have time……
kiss her...
What are you moving this way millimeter by millimeter? Do you have a ruler installed on you?
Will you die if you move too much?
Ah!
Now he is so angry that his liver hurts, and he has turned into Fu Youzhi...
Yin's red lips turned pale. Her face, which had been obediently tilted up for the kiss, collapsed in an instant. Her expression darkened immediately. She gritted her teeth and lowered her head slightly.
"Axi!"
"Huh?" Gu Yanchen's cold voice came from above her head, and then her chin was lifted up by two cool fingers.
The lips that were trembling slightly due to anger were gently blocked...