MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 512 Bow your head for you

  Chapter 512 Bow your head for you, as happy as you are

   "Hey, what should I do, you seem to be more popular than me now."

   Seeing the endless popularity of Chinese martial arts fighter Gong Jiuan on the Internet, Jun Gu threw the tablet, leaned over to face the eyes of the person who was resting on his lap, and reached out to caress her hair.

   looks a little aggrieved.

  It seems like a child who has been robbed of something he loves, more like a taste than resignation.

   Squinting his eyes and chuckling, only Gong Jiu knew that this person's acting skills are not as bad as those Oscars.

  She replied leisurely: "No surprise, I was more popular than you a few years ago."

  Jun Gu was a little disappointed that he didn't get the coax he expected.

  Looking at the lips that were constantly closing together under his eyes, and the rarely seen complacent look in the man's eyebrows and eyes, his thin lips curled up, and a low smile escaped from between his lips.

   From Gong Jiu'an's perspective, there are trembling branches all over the galaxy.

   "Hum, it turns out that you have a hidden attribute of narcissism in your bones."

  Gong Jiuhan closed his dark eyes.

   I don't know why, but I always feel that when Jun Gu calls her name, there is an indescribable throbbing.

  Since her heart was beating, she had to calm it down.

  She raised her hand, hooked the man who was looking at her with his head bent, and gently moved down to meet the corner of his lips.

"Thank you."

   She knew he did it.

  The past that has already sunk, if no one deliberately set it up, how could it be the scene that everyone knows today?

  Jun Gu bent his eyes, and never thought of hiding it to the end: "You're welcome."

  His silence is too smart after all.

   "Ah Gu, let's find freedom."

  In the old days, it was not that no one called him "A Gu", except for his family members, Jiang Xiying, who grew up in a crotch, but after that, he was called less often, only when he was serious, he would call him that.

  But he didn't really think of these two words, it sounded as good as it did today.

  He didn't get up.

  Maintaining that posture of hanging their heads, the breaths of the two are only a finger away, almost intertwined.

  He said: "If you call me again, I will promise you."

  Knowing that she would agree to go even if she didn't call this person, Gong Jiu said indulgently: "A Gu."

  Jun Gu held her face in his hands and smiled lowly: "Okay, let's find freedom."

  Probably because the light in winter is always worse, and the face that is close at hand is always covered with a layer of foggy gray.

   When she got the answer, she said, "I'm hungry."

  So the person who always bowed his head raised his head.

  Gong Jiu propped himself up, and sat up slowly.

  He gently plucked her soft, broken hair, "Hold on a little bit, I'll do it."

  So, she turned sideways and watched him step by step into the kitchen.

   Then, he disappeared into the darkness that came before him.

  She drooped her eyes, and sighed softly as she became clearer, hearing Jiang Fei's words.

  【"You don't have much time to wait, let's end here first."】

   She shook her head.

   Before going on an unknown journey, how could she be willing to leave him so resolutely?

  She had left him many times.

  What people are most afraid of is not having nothing, but what you have so hard to have, and one day you will leave it easily.

  This kind of ending, if it can be delayed, is a little bit.

  Early January is the winter vacation of colleges and universities in various parts of the country. Gong Jiuan's student status, she originally wanted to order someone to withdraw from No. 1 Middle School.

  But when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the profile of the person sitting on one side, she changed her mind.

   Just let it go.

  The summer of the coming year will be the current college entrance examination.

  She touched her chin, wondering if she could take the exam at that time.

  Although her studies have already been completed in her family, at her age, she should go to the galloping campus, right?

  The winter vacation is approaching, which means the Spring Festival is approaching.

  When the first heavy snow fell in Kyoto, at a glance, it was overwhelmingly white.

  It's cold at the end of the year, wrapped in silver.

  The club is preparing for the members to compete in the inland winter field recently. In the past two days, Jun Gu always spends half of his days going to the club.

  Gong Jiuan's work was officially handed over to Shen Ci a few days ago. Although she became a full-time member and became a member of the club, her strength does not require too much attention from others.

  So I am happy to be leisurely.

   She basically stays in the apartment unless necessary.

  Of course, the bigger factor is that she has become more and more lethargic recently, making it difficult to go out, and it is much more convenient to stay indoors.

  Perhaps it was because she was too fond of her. Although Jun Gu occasionally asked her how she relieved the burden and stirred up the situation, she became lazy. She casually replied because after having him, she no longer doubted it.

   It's just that people have become more sticky.

  Every time I come back, I will bring her some gadgets, coax her like a child, and then stick them.

  Like a big pug.

  I can't find any of the dignity and elegance when I first met.

  Gong Jiuhan once suspected that the Jun Gu who was beside her now had someone drop her bag halfway and replaced it with a fake one.

  She was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the winter snow scene outside, and suddenly the image of a white and fat snowman flashed in her mind.

  Jun·Fake·Gu, who didn't know anything about it, was taken aback when he saw the person standing by the entrance when he came back.

  Gong Jiu pointed outside, with a shallow expression, but with a smile: "I want to play with the snow."

   Twenty minutes later.

  The whole person was almost buried under the apricot-white plush scarf, and Gong Jiuhan, who was wearing a thick overcoat, sat on the swing that Jun Gu had treated, watching his figure constantly swaying in front of his eyes.

  The half-human tall snowman has begun to take shape.

  His face reflected in the snow light lowered his eyes slightly, showing an extremely serious look.

   Sure enough, a person with elegance and nobility in his bones, no matter how big or small the things he does, is still eye-catching.

  The eye-catching white reflected the light falling on his body, and the long black coat set off the side face even more, the face was like powder, the lips were red and the teeth were white.

  Gong Jiu was lightly pillowed on the thick scarf, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

  The noble and elegant man was leaning over, carefully working with the snow ball under his hands, and after clapping twice, he wanted to step back to have a look, and then stepped forward to adjust.

   No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match up with that weird-looking white snow dumpling.

  She reached into her pocket, because she was wrapped too thickly by Jun Gu, so she was a little clumsy when holding the phone.

  Of course, Gong Jiuan didn't notice his actions that didn't match his temperament.

  She turned on the camera, tilted her head towards the person who was slapping him seriously, and made a noise.

   "A Gu."

  Jun Gu raised his eyes to look at her.

  Thus, those black star eyes fell under the lens without warning.

  Pressing the camera button, she turned off the phone with her backhand and stuffed it back into her pocket: "Okay."

  She put away her mobile phone, but saw the half-squatting person squatting down completely in the snow, looking at her in a leisurely manner.

  Gong Jiu paused for a moment, and urged him: "You continue."

  Finally, Gong Jiuhan got a very 'good-looking' snowman.

  Plump belly, round head, long nose with carrots, and the red hat that Jun Gu took off his head.

  Of course, if you ignore the snowman's uncoordinated and crooked proportions, everything is perfect.

  Jun Gu put his cold hands into the coat bag, opened the bag and wrapped him in his arms.

  So the dazzling red in the snow color melted into the deep black.

   He exhaled helplessly, Gong Jiu was a little helpless: "How do you feel, you are treating me like a child?"

  Mist overflowed from Jun Gu's lips, accompanied by his mellow smile: "Don't you know a word?"

   Gong Jiuhan looked at him with his chin raised slightly.

"What?"

   "To love someone is to spoil her like a child."

  If it wasn't for being held by this man with his hands in his bag, Gong Jiuhan really wanted to raise his hands to cover the corners of his eyes and lightly pinch the bridge of his nose at this moment.

  Where did this person learn these love words?

   It sounds good, but it's too boring.

but.

  Gong Jiuhan looked up at him: "Jun Gu, I'm not as tall as you, so I have to trouble you to lower your head."

   She indulges.

  Jun Gu's thin lips curled up, his eyes looked like shattered starlight, with ripples and waves, almost drowning people in it.

  He pecked lightly on her lips.

   "I'm not afraid that my neck will be unbearable someday."

  She was indeed half a head shorter than him, so Gong Jiuhan suddenly remembered how this man always liked to look down at her.

   Pulling the man into his arms again, Jun Gu looked at the snowy scenery in the distance, with a smile on his lips, "I bow my head for you, I'm so happy."

  Gong Jiu sighed silently in his heart, let's not indulge in it in the future.

   Otherwise, she was afraid of herself and died in such a sugar-coated shell.

  In the white snow, Jun Gu didn't hear the echo of the person in his arms for a while, he looked down, and saw that the person had bent his head and landed on his heart, breathing lightly.

   Sighing helplessly, he bent over and picked him up horizontally.

   "I didn't know before that you can sleep like this."

   After placing the person, Jun Gu exited the door and went to the study.

  Turn on the computer and click on the browser's favorites.

   It reads: The Law of Doting Your Wife.

  He opened the notebook at hand and picked up a pen to write.

  Han’s complexion is much better today than yesterday’s. It’s rare that I want to play in the snow, but I don’t let it.

  I piled one up for her, just for looks, not very photogenic.

  …

  The snow was piled up, and she fell asleep again.

   Let me ask you, is this candy sweet or not~

  (end of this chapter)