"Are you really not going to drink it? It tastes very good. I just drank it. I also added red dates and wolfberry. It's good for your health." An Youruo still said calmly.
He wanted to say not to drink, but he felt really uncomfortable in his stomach. Gu Jiangbei had a sullen face, trying not to let his expression become a little gentler, and said: "Just drink."
An Youruo smiled, got up and went to the kitchen to help him serve porridge, then put two plates of light side dishes on the table and said with a smile: "Please."
Gu Jiangbei drank the porridge without saying a word, then stood up and went out. He did not dare to stay any longer. Facing such a complete stranger, An Youruo, he could not remain indifferent at all.
She now seemed like a little girl without any scheming, innocent and simple yet gentle and kind. He really doubted that amnesia had such an effect?
An Youruo was washing dishes when he suddenly heard an angry voice coming from outside.
"An Youruo, where is my motorcycle?!——"
An Youruo sighed, is this Gu Jiangbei a firecracker? It's embarrassing to talk like this!
Putting down the washed dishes, wiping his hands, and taking off his apron, he walked out of the dining room and said to Gu Jiangbei, who had just barged into the living room: "Your motorcycle is in the garage. It is blocking other people's roads. I let the stone drive in."
The garage.”
Gu Jiangbei looked at An Youruo in disbelief, then went to the garage, walked a few steps, and then stopped, "Where is the key to the garage?"
"The garage is not locked. It was left open when the stone was gone. I was afraid that you would be worried about finding the car." An Youruo said helplessly, "Can you be gentler? Don't be like this. It's very scary."
"Hmph!" Gu Jiangbei snorted and strode away.
After driving the motorcycle out of the garage, Gu Jiangbei thought for a while, parked the car in front of the living room, and saw An Youruo leisurely staying in the living room, watching TV and eating fruit.
"An Youruo, come with me!"
"What's going on?" An Youruo was sitting on the sofa, watching a TV series on TV, and said casually, "I'm watching a TV series."
"What's the point of watching those TV dramas that deceive little girls?" Gu Jiangbei said disdainfully, "An Youruo, you are past this romantic age. Get up immediately. I will take you to play an exciting game. Don't you
Are you afraid of me?"
"Afraid of you?" An Youruo immediately took the remote control and turned off the TV, stood up from the sofa, put on his shoes, walked out of the living room, and looked at Gu Jiangbei who was sitting on the motorcycle, "Tell me, you are taking me to the knife."
Mountain or sea of fire?!"
Gu Jiangbei could no longer hold back his serious expression. He laughed and pointed at the back seat, "Come up! You'll know when you get there that it's not a mountain of knives or a sea of fire, but it's definitely fun!"
An Youruo didn't say much. She walked to the motorcycle. She was wearing jeans. She sat down and held Gu Jiangbei's waist. When Gu Jiangbei started the motorcycle, he suddenly said loudly: "Stop!"
"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Gu Jiangbei asked with some disdain.
"That's weird, I need a helmet, and you plan to freeze me to death, right? It's raining now, and it's very cold, so you didn't forget to wear it."
Gu Jiangbei smiled, took off his helmet and handed it to An Youruo, watching her put it on, and then quickly drove out of the yard. An Youruo only had time to press the remote key switch of the door and watched the door slowly come into view.
It was closed, and before she left, the door seemed to move a little.
The wind whistled in her ears and she couldn't hear anything clearly. She had to hug Gu Jiangbei's waist in front of her with all her strength. She felt like raindrops fell on her hands. In fact, the rain was very small, filling the sky and earth like mist, but
, let the wind carry it, and it will feel a little cold when it hits your hands.