Gu Liangyan pinched herself secretly, turned around evasively, picked up the spoon and tasted the soup, and deliberately changed the subject, "Didn't I ask you to wait at your seat? Why did you come in again?"
"Yuanyuan wants to see Yanyan, here, here, and all over the body."
The man pointed to his head and chest in turn and explained softly.
Since entering the kitchen, Li Jingyuan's eyes have been falling on the woman, and he has not moved away for a moment.
Everything I look at is you.
I think of you when I walk, I think of you when I lie down, and you are all I think about.
With a "pop" sound, the spoon slipped from Gu Liangyan's hand into the soup. Under the action of gravity, a small splash of water was stirred up. At the same time, a ripple appeared in the woman's heart.
"Drink it all, then go back to your room and sleep. If you lie in front of my door again, you will always be hungry."
Gu Liangyan took off her apron, left a few words, ignored the man's call, and left the kitchen resolutely. If she continued to stay, she was really worried...
She needs to calm down!
...
In the early morning of the next day, the two of them finished their breakfast. The woman was painting and creating as usual. Li Jingyuan stood by quietly, looking at Gu Liangyan intently, with a happy look on his face.
The sudden sound of the doorbell broke the peace of the past. The painting brush in the woman's hand paused for a moment. Thinking that someone might have rang the wrong doorbell, Gu Liangyan lowered her head and continued painting.
Once, twice, and when the doorbell rang for the third time, Gu Liangyan slowly put down his brush, stood up and walked out of the studio, followed closely by Li Jingyuan.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
"Hello, Miss Liu, I am Yan Rou. I was seriously injured that day, thanks to Miss Liu for saving me. I came here to visit me today because I wanted to express my gratitude to Miss Liu in person."
Yanrou? Gratitude? She clearly told the doctor that day not to mention her name to Yanrou. So, how did Yanrou know?
After steadying his mind, Gu Liangyan coughed twice and spoke again, "Miss Yan, don't worry, it's just a coincidence that we have the same blood type, so I should save you.
Besides, I have a bad cold. Miss Yan has just recovered from her serious illness and her immunity is weak. It is better not to be infected by me. Please come back."
Gu Liangyan glanced at Li Jingyuan, and the two of them turned around and ignored Yan Rou.
The door was quiet for a moment, and then the doorbell rang again.
Gu Liangyan threw the paintbrush in his hand on the table, grabbed Li Jingyuan, and said seriously, "Don't go there."
She approached the door, "I told you not to invite anyone in today!"
The rapid ringing of the doorbell stopped, bang bang bang, it was someone knocking hard on the door, Yan Rou's voice also rose a few degrees,
"No matter what happens today, Yan Rou wants to thank Miss Liu in person. As for Miss Liu's worry about catching Yan Rou's cold, Yan Rou should just keep a distance from Miss Liu. Miss Liu doesn't have to worry.
Besides, I heard that Miss Liu and I look very similar, which suddenly reminded me of an old friend. I think it’s better for us to meet, otherwise if I leave today, I won’t necessarily come alone next time.
.
Miss Liu, do you know what I’m talking about?”
The sound of Yan Rou pacing came from outside the door. It was obvious that the woman was a little impatient.
Her tone was terrifying, and the threat was self-evident. In other words, she was saying: I know who you are, Gu Liangyan, open the door.
Gu Liangyan was shocked. Did Yan Rou even see her appearance?
How much does she know?
Also, Yanrou guessed it, but where is the old man?