Mu Ning was a little thirsty after coming out of the hospital and wanted Gu Zhiyin to buy her water. The man asked Shi Shiran to take out a bottle of milk from his coat pocket.
"???"
Mu Ning took it in surprise, "Where did you come from?"
"You bought it when you went to see Jiang Yue."
Mu Ning thought it was amazing and looked at the milk packaging, "Why a milk bottle?"
"suits you."
"..."
Mu Ning looked at the suction port on it, which was a pacifier, and felt a little perverted...
Is the competition in the milk industry so fierce now? In order to attract people's attention, even the shape of the milk bottle has to be creative.
But she was really thirsty, so she had no choice but to put it into her mouth and take a few sips.
Bah, bah, bah...
The way she sucked the pacifier, she seemed to be very good at it. Gu Zhiyin's belly suddenly tightened, as if it was on fire.
Did she drink milk like this when she was a child...
Grass.
The milk is dead...
Mu Ning was a little shy being stared at, "Let's go, I'm a little hungry."
She pulled out the pacifier with a pop, and white milk splashed into her mouth.
The man's mouth suddenly went dry, and he grabbed Mu Ning who was about to leave, his eyes glowing with darkness. If he hadn't been allowed to mess around outside, he would have ravaged her little mouth.
He wiped away the white juice from her lips with his rough fingertips and whispered evilly in her ear: "Try your mouth next time."
The tips of Mu Ning's ears turned red, and she actually accepted his words, "Haven't you tried it before?"
"I didn't let you drink."
"...W-what do you mean?"
Gu Zhiyin held her in his arms and gently touched her hot ears with his thin lips, "It must be very tempting to turn the milk on your mouth into something else."
"..."
Mu Ning understood immediately and wanted to push him angrily, but the man took her into the car with great pleasure.
Song Heng drove them to the hotel, but on the way, Mu Ning's stomach growled.
She smacked her lips and wanted to discuss what to eat for lunch with Gu Zhiyin. She turned around and saw the man taking out two small jellies and a few white rabbit toffees from his pocket.
Mu Ning's eyes widened, right...
Look at the candy in his hand, and look at his still cold and delicate face.
The contrast struck her a bit.
"Where did this come from?"
When Gu Zhiyin threw her snacks away, he took some from the bag, thinking that if she behaved well, it would be okay to reward her with a few occasionally.
"I'll show Ning Ning the new tricks I learned recently."
Mu Ning rolled his eyes, "Gu Zhiyin, you are so childish. I am no longer a three-year-old child."
The man hummed, she was just a little girl in his eyes.
"Let me see what else you have in your pocket." This man's pocket was like a treasure chest, which aroused her curiosity.
Mu Ning leaned over and reached out to dig into his pocket, regardless of whether the man allowed it or not.
I touched a square box.
She was slightly surprised.
What is this?
When he wanted to take it out, the man grabbed his wrist.
"If you dare to fumble around in my pocket, do you know the consequences?"
Don't you want her to take it out?
The more he refused, the more curious Mu Ning became.
She acted coquettishly, "Uncle Gu~ What is it? Show it to me."
The man raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "I'll show you the one with a nice scream."
Mu Ning smiled and whispered in his ear like a kitten, "Just let me see, brother Ayin~"
Brother Ayin really never gets tired of hearing this.
"Why is Ning Ning's mouth so good at screaming?" Gu Zhiyin pointed out something, and Mu Ning blushed with embarrassment.
She seriously suspected that this man was playing rogue.
He let go of his hand and Mu Ning quickly took out the things.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
"For me?"
Gu Zhiyin said "hmm" and liked to see the surprised expression on her face.
Mu Ning quickly unpacked the package.
It's a new phone.
Her mobile phone was knocked to the ground yesterday and the screen was broken. She had just bought it and wanted to find time to repair it.
It's fine now, no need to fix it.
Mu Ning let out an "ah" sound, this man is really meticulous.
She rolled into the man's arms holding the phone, "Uncle Gu, woo, woo, woo."
"Miss Mu, stop pretending. Master Gu gave you hundreds of millions of things, but you're not so moved. It's just a mobile phone. Are you being pretentious?" Song Heng couldn't help but make trouble.
"What kind of straight man are you talking about?" Mu Ning rolled her eyes at him, "The important thing is how expensive it is? The important thing is whether the intention is good or not."
"Does one billion count as a wish?"
"..."
Mu Ning hummed proudly, "You deserve to be single for the rest of your life."
"..."
But having said that, Uncle Gu was so kind to her and yet she still doubted him so much, Mu Ning felt even more guilty.
She vowed to be nicer to Uncle Gu in the future.
…
Two days passed.
Mu Ning updated a circle of friends.
[This year’s birthday wish is to be hit in the head by five million. 】
Pictured: The back view of a girl standing under a tree and making a wish.
Someone quickly commented below——
"I suggest you go see a neurologist first."
"What time is it? Are you still dreaming?"
"This is not a wish, it is a hope."
"If I were God, if I heard you make a wish to me, I would definitely give you a big deal! What kind of wishful thinking do humans have!"
“Viewing this kind of unnutritious Moments is a waste of my traffic, it’s boring.”
"I'm currently doing micro-business and buying Xingnao pills. How about I get you two pills?"
"Borrowing the building to get Xingnao Pill together..."
…
Mu Ning wrinkled his nose.
She forgot that only one person was visible.
One afternoon, her circle of friends was flooded with comments, all of them ridiculing her.
At night, she opened the dialog box and found that the chat between them was still stuck on the last transfer.
Mu Ning typed.
[Uncle Gu, are you busy? 】
This reply is a bit slow.
Mu Ning waited impatiently and swiped a dozen emoticons saying "Your little ancestor has arrived, come out quickly to greet him."
Finally, four words came back.
【Want to be beaten? 】
Hey, is it bubbling?
[Hey, do you usually check Moments? 】
[No brushing]
Mu Ning smacked his lips, [Then brush it now! 】
Gu Zhiyin only has a few contacts on WeChat. He uses MSN or other software for daily work and contacting friends. Mu Ning forced him to download WeChat.
【busy now】
[Then are you free to type with me? ? 】
