MTL - This Guy is Wrong-Chapter 59 National Idol (29)

   Chapter 59 National Idol (29)

  Su Jiu carefully observed Chuzheng's expression, but he was disappointed, Chuzheng still had no turbulence, as if what he said just now, to her, was as plain as asking her what to eat.

"casual."

  Su wine: "…"

   Casually means yes? Or perfunctory him?

   "There is a room upstairs, choose it yourself." Chuzheng got up: "Good night."

  Su Jiu hurriedly stood up: "I'm afraid, I sleep with you, I'm very good and don't move around."

   "You don't move around?" The weak chicken was afraid that he had forgotten what he had done. Who gave him the courage to say that!

   "..." Su Jiu remembered when he was filming the Celebrity Challenge before, he didn't even remember how he got over to her.

  Su Jiu was pestering Chuzheng, and Chuzheng got a headache from the noise. When he went upstairs, he put him in a room and locked it by the way.

  Su Jiu knocked on the door and called her.

can not hear.

can not hear.

I can not hear.

   Chuzheng quickly went back to the room while meditating.

   Then came the calls that kept coming in, Chuzheng pinched him, he should have put his cell phone away! Pay attention next time!

  [Su Jiu: There is no quilt in the room. ]

  If the phone is not answered, Su Jiu sends a text message.

  [Chuzheng: Impossible. ]

   The weak chicken wants to lie to her, but there is no way!

  [Su Jiu: Really not, you see. ]

  Su Jiu posted a picture, and there was indeed no quilt on the bed in the room.

  Chuzheng thought for a while, and went out to Su Jiu's room. She opened the door, Su Jiu held his mobile phone, and stood at the door with a blank and helpless face.

   Chuzheng snatched the phone and quickly closed the door: "Turn up the heating yourself, it won't die from cold."

  Su Jiu stood dumbfounded in the room.

  He is locked up? !

   He looked at the door, then at his empty hands—obviously.

  He pressed his head against the door with a look of frustration.

no!

   He didn't even want to lock her up, why was he locked up instead?

  Su Jiu turned his head to look at the window. There is a platform below the window on this floor, which is the decoration of the overall design of the villa, but this platform is connected to the room next to it.

  Su Jiu glanced down, and in the snow below lay the quilt that he threw down.

  The cold wind blew in from the window, and it was bone-chilling cold. -

   Chuzheng came out of the bath and was about to go to sleep when there was a slight knocking sound from the window next to her.

   That voice was exceptionally clear in a quiet environment.

   Chuzheng fastened the straps of her pajamas and went over to open the curtains. Outside the window, Su Jiu was lying on her back.

   Chuzheng: "..." Convinced! Looks like the window has to be locked!

   She unlocked the window and opened the window, and the cold wind rushed in. Su Jiu's face was cold and ugly, and she looked at her pitifully.

  The soft hair was ruffled by the wind, as if it had been ravaged by someone.

  Chuzheng raised his hand and pressed his head: "You can tell me if you want to die."

   I'll be happy to help you out.

"I miss you."

  Chuzheng pressed his head with a serious face, a little cold, not as comfortable as before.

   "I'm going to fall." Su Jiu's hands trembled slightly, she was about to lose her footing, and she was still holding on to herself.

  Chuzheng removed his hand from his head as if nothing had happened and stretched it out in front of him, Su Jiu immediately smiled and put his cold hand in her palm.

   Chuzheng pulled him in with force, and Su Jiu, like an ice cube, fell into her arms. Chuzheng hugged him with one hand and closed the window.

  Su Jiu was cold all over, his body trembled slightly, Chuzheng took him into the bathroom and let him take a bath with water.

   "Aren't you going to kick me out?" Su Jiu asked her carefully, standing in front of the bathtub.

   "I don't want the police to come to my house for tea tomorrow."

   After Chuzheng finished speaking, he left the bathroom. The door of the bathroom was closed. Su Jiu leaned against the bathtub and laughed. He took off his clothes and went in to dispel the chill.

  Chuzheng stood in front of the window and looked down. Unsurprisingly, he saw the quilt in the snow, with fresh snow falling on it, and it is estimated that he will not be able to see it tomorrow morning.

   She stood silently for nearly a minute, closed the curtains, and went back to the bed to lie on her side to read the New Year's greetings from other people on the phone.

   Just when she could see the gods, the warm body hugged her from behind, and the youthful voice sounded: "Mr. Gu, Happy New Year."

   Chuzheng turned over and pushed his hand away, but the boy slipped into her arms.

   Chuzheng: "…"

   "Good night Mr. Gu."

  Chuzheng held the phone, paused for nearly three seconds, put his palm on the boy's head, for the sake of his head...

never mind.

   Don't care about weak chickens, it seems that he has no tolerance.

  Chuzheng comforted herself and continued to look at her mobile phone. The boy breathed lightly and put his hand on her waist, sleeping very well.

   If this is a girl, she must be innocent.

Pity…-

  Su wine was awakened by the sound of firecrackers. Firecrackers are not allowed in the city, but there are always people who follow the customs handed down for thousands of years.

   Chuzheng was also disturbed by the sound, so he pulled the quilt to cover his head, trying to block the annoying sound.

  Don't let you sleep well, don't be annoying!

  Su Jiu took the person into his arms amusingly, raised his hand to cover her ears.

   The voices outside gradually stopped, Su Jiu glanced in his arms, the girl closed her eyes and pressed against his chest.

  Su Jiu's breathing was slightly stagnant, her fingers slipped from her ears to her cheeks, and stopped at the corners of her mouth.

   He loosened up a bit, lowered his head slowly, and touched the tip of his nose to the girl's nose.

   pounding—

  Su Jiu heard his own heart beating rapidly.

  Su Jiu looked at the person who was close at hand, her heart swayed, she closed her eyes, and pressed her pink lips.

   He didn't know when Chuzheng would wake up, so he hugged her and lay down for a while before getting up and going downstairs.

When    Chuzheng got up, Su Jiu had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for her.

   "You don't have to do this." Chuzheng said.

  Su Jiu poured milk for her, and answered obediently, "I'm willing to make breakfast for you... President Gu thinks I'm not good at cooking?"

   He looked a little nervous, as if he was facing a major event in his life.

"…Good."

  Su Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and sat opposite Chuzheng.

   When Chuzheng was swiping her phone, her news from Aite kept popping up.

   This kind of situation happens often, and Chuzheng doesn't care. Who knew that when he was pointing, he accidentally clicked to the top of the screen and clicked in at once.

   Chuzheng's fingers paused slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at the opposite side.

   "Su wine?"

  Su Jiu raised his head and smiled at her.

   "You sent this?" Chuzheng turned the phone to him.

   On the screen of the mobile phone, there is a microblog with pictures and texts.

  Su wine V: New Year's gift. [picture]

The    picture is of hands shaking, Chuzheng can still recognize her claws, she doesn't remember this photo, it must have been taken secretly by Su Jiu this morning.

  Su Jiu stood up abruptly, looking for his mobile phone in a panic: "I... I'll delete it."

   Chuzheng looked at him for a few seconds, then dropped the phone and said, "Forget it."

   has been posted for so long, the screenshot of this screenshot has been taken a long time ago, what is the use of deleting it, it is unnecessary.

   Added more updates for the leader [Pinellia].

   (end of this chapter)