"If you don't have it, then you don't have it. I don't have to eat such high-end flavors. I usually eat the ones that are not poisonous."
Gu Lian: "...I have wronged you."
"It's okay, I'm happy to suffer a little injustice from you."
Gu Lian rolled his eyes, melted ordinary chocolate, and prepared to make some chocolate.
It was so quiet, there was another thumping sound coming from downstairs.
"This stupid dog really wants to die as long as it doesn't die."
Lu Zechen: "Don't worry about him, he won't die."
Gu Lian pouted.
The clanging sound continued, and finally turned into a clicking sound, and Dabai limped to the door.
Gu Lian: "Lie there."
Dabai paused in his steps, rolled his eyes, and lay down at the door knowingly, glancing into Gu Lian's small pot from time to time.
The atmosphere is harmonious.
The sound of the pen rubbing against the paper is very subtle, but clear.
Lu Zechen was working while watching Gu Lian's actions.
He remembered carrying her upstairs just now, and he was worried that she still doubted the phone call, but he also felt that it was good to hold her.
I don’t know which hypocritical man said the hypocritical words.
——I hope this road will never end, then I can hold your hand forever.
In line with his mood just now, he felt that his words were not hypocritical. At that time, he also hoped that the stairs would not have an end.
The aroma of chocolate became stronger and stronger, the sunlight in the room gradually faded, and the sensor lights and floor heating were slowly turned on.
Lu Zechen's work came to an end and his fingertips felt a little cold. He reached out to Gu Lian and he stretched out his hand and pressed his fingertips into the hollow of her neck.
Gu Lian was startled, "Hiss——"
Lu Zechen smiled, "Is it cool?"
Gu Lian rolled her eyes at him, "Silly Que."
Lu Zechen leaned over and looked at the contents of the mold.
"Can I eat it?"
Gu Lian glanced at him and said, "I won't let you eat it even if I can."
"After all, the raw materials are all from my family, so don't be too stingy."
As he spoke, he took a spoon from the side and dug directly into the mold.
Gu Lian had no time to stop her and watched him destroy the small squares in the mold. She closed her eyes, her obsessive-compulsive disorder came over and she raised her hand to give him a brain scraper.
As soon as Lu Zechen stuffed the chocolate into his mouth, he was hit on the back of his head, "Oh!"
"You were reborn as a starving ghost?"
Lu Zechen took out a tissue and wiped the chocolate from the corner of his mouth. He endured the bitter taste in his mouth and had no room to reply.
Gu Lian rolled his eyes and wanted to laugh again, "I use Heiqiao as the raw material."
The pain will not kill you.
Lu Zechen finally swallowed it and closed his eyes to slow down, "It tastes good."
Gu Lian chuckled, "If you like it so much, then I'll give it to you?"
"Eat!" The man took a deep breath, picked up the entire mold, and prepared to eat it like a cake.
Gu Lian had quick eyes and quick hands and snatched it from his hand.
"Stop wasting food. Your expression is like eating pig food. Just get out of the way if you don't appreciate it."
With that said, she took the plate and sat down at the small wooden table, made herself a cup of black tea, and went downstairs to cut half a piece of cake.
She sat down on the mahogany chair, crossed her legs, smoothed her hair leisurely, and prepared to enjoy the remaining rays of the sunset.
Lu Zechen liked to see her calm down, copying it with one hand, leaning on the long table and looking at her.
His eyes moved and fell on her hand digging for chocolate.
In the flash of lightning, she remembered that in the lounge on the day of the engagement party, she smiled at him and put a chocolate in her mouth.