hrown around. 。As Xiaoxin returned to her own office seat, she saw a large bump on Shu's forehead and her face was a little pale. She hurriedly asked:"Ms. Shu, what's wrong""It's nothing, I tripped."...It seems simple, two thin lines crisscross on the back, three intersection points later, finally landing at the waist.

However, Gu Ruandong spent several minutes trying to circle around but couldn't quite manage it.

"How come it's not done yet" She complained, her arms ached from leaning on them.

"Right away." His voice was oddly husky.

It was torture, he wasn't good at this to begin with, and seeing her smooth back sloping down, the two adorable shallow dimples on her lower waist, he didn't want to go out for dinner at all. What he wanted to do naturally needn't be said, "starving" even his breathing was heavy.

But he had to bear it, afraid of scaring her. After all, the person in the mirror, those eyes were so clear and trusting, waiting for him to tie the laces and take her out for a real feast.

He could only focus again, carefully using his finger to hook the laces, going in and out alternately. He was afraid that if his fingertips touched her skin, he wouldn't be able to control himself any longer.

So, after she lost her memory, she remained carefree as ever, leaving him to suffer the pain alone.

Finally securing it, she let her hair fall, and gazing at herself in the mirror, she expressed satisfaction. It wasn't too formal, nor was it childishly bouncy; everything was just right.

"Let's go." She also took the initiative to come over and link her arm with his.

This left Gu Ruandong pleasantly surprised.

I didn't call a driver, nor did I bring Xiaogulu. I just wanted some time alone with him, so we went to a private chef restaurant. When we arrived, Gu Ruandong walked around to her side and opened the car door for her.

Lu YaoYao nodded, indicating that she found the action very gentlemanly and liked it.

She got out of the car and saw Gu Ruandong taking a black coat from the backseat and putting it on her back, covering her exposed and sexy back.

So that's how it is, I overrated him as a gentleman.

She took her clothes off and draped them over her arm, refusing to put them back on: "I'm not really 18 yet, am I Don't I have the freedom to choose what I wear"

Gu Ruandong: "I'm doing this for your own good. It's very chilly inside."

Lu Yaoyao remained unmoved: "You can't bully me."

Gu Ruandong was amused and said, "Have you learned new words now"

Although I don't know what "ua" means, it doesn't sound like a good word.

Lu Yao actually wasn't always going against him. After sitting down in the restaurant, she listened to him.

He ordered, asking for her opinion, and she sweetly replied: "Anything you order is fine with me."

Gu Ruandong nodded and ordered some of the boss's signature dishes, as well as a few of her old favorites.

After that, Gu Ruandong said, "I'll go say hello to the boss."

Go.

After a while, he came in from outside, holding a large bouquet of flowers. The petals were still glistening with dew, looking incredibly beautiful and delicate. He offered them to her: "This is for you."

The flowers, which he had arranged to be airfreighted with the ingredients beforehand, arrived in the evening.

Which girl doesn't like flowers

Lu YaoYao was happy, and she didn't hesitate to express it: "Thank you, I love it."

I immediately called the waiter over and pointed to a vase nearby. "Please put these flowers in that vase for me, I'll take them with me later."

The waiter looked embarrassed: "That vase is not for sale, it's the boss's private collection."

And it is the most expensive item in the boss's collection.

"Are you selling it" she whispered, because it was really beautiful.

Before the waiter could answer, the boss came out and said, "We're not selling it."

Lu YaoYao looked at Gu Ruandong with a hint of disappointment, but Gu Ruandong smiled and said, "I won't sell it, but I can give it to you."

The boss also smiled: “Young Master Gu has been shearing wool and landed it on me.”

He personally took the vase down from the shelf and gave it to her. Gu Ruandong helped her put the flowers in the vase and placed it next to the dining table. The atmosphere immediately came alive.

Gu Ruandong also didn't hold back on the praise: "Yao Yao has such good taste."

Of course.

The environment is tranquil, the ingredients are fresh, the boss's craft is good, and the person opposite is gentle. Lu Yaoyao expresses that she is very happy.

After leaving the restaurant, Lu YaoYao held a vase of flowers in both hands. Gu Ruandong took them from her, and with his other hand, he also took hold of YaoYao's hand.

She struggled silently, but couldn't break free. She let him lead her to the car. He didn't rush to get in, instead he looked at her and said: "Yaoyao, if you never recover your memory, it doesn't matter. I can pursue the 18-year-old you all over again."

If she were like her old self, Lu Yaoyao would have been moved to tears. But this time, she simply nodded and said, "Okay, show me what you can do."

He was always on-and-off, hot and cold.

No matter what she did, Gu Ruandong thought it was good. All night long, he couldn't stop smiling.

"Then let's start with holding hands." he said.

The first day in Hsinchu was at least a good start.

By day it was fine, but at night, especially when she said the room was too big and she was afraid to sleep alone, wanting him to sleep in the bedroom with her, he suspected she was deliberately tormenting him

"I'll just sleep in the guest room." Out of sight, out of mind. He didn't want to make things difficult for himself right now.

She patted the other side of the bed: "Besides, the bed is so big, we can each sleep on one side and not disturb each other."

Gu Ruandong remained unmoved.

She pitifully said, "I'm scared to sleep alone."

"Aren't you afraid of me" He looked at her with a dangerous glint in his eye. After all, people often say that one's countenance reflects their inner self, and his was as menacing as a wolf's.

She replied in a very "naive" way, "Why should I be afraid of you You're quite chivalrous, aren't you You wouldn't do anything to me."

She was referring to the fact that he had only slept on the sofa at her place two days ago.

After finishing, he patted the bed beside him: "I don't care, you have to stay with me here tonight."

Gu Ruandong helplessly could only lie down, leaning against the edge of the bed.

I can't help but feel heartbroken again. What is going on here She's his legal wife, why would he put up with this

Was he trying to make a good impression on her at 18

Does it make sense

Thinking further, you'll start to ponder the meaning of life, becoming a philosopher. The bed next to him suddenly sank, she who had been sleeping unknowingly at some point, her arms and legs entwined around him, fitting perfectly against his body.

She was sound asleep, oblivious to his suffering. He had been tormented all night, unable to close his eyes. All he wanted was to pick her up and beat her senseless.

She woke up the next day to find herself in his arms. She pushed him away, her face wary: "What did you do while I was asleep"

Gu Ruandong was furious, stood up and walked towards the bathroom, while walking, he said with a suppressed voice: "Sleep with me, what else can I do"

Hurriedly, she glanced down at her pajamas. They were fine and undamaged.

She also got up and followed him, leaning against the bathroom door to watch him wash. After he finished washing, he ignored her standing in the doorway and went to the dressing room to change clothes. She followed him again, leaning against the door to watch him.

He paused mid-removing his shirt and said to the woman at the door, "An 18-year-old girl, would you like to step aside"

He felt a little psychologically burdened even changing his pants in the morning, influenced by her. He didn't think it was appropriate for her to see. and pin him down in a single move.This strategy is still pretty good. With a bit more effort, she managed to press down half of Zhu Yu'an's hand. As long as she put in a little more force, he would l...