Like a frightened deer, Gu Mo straightened up quickly, trying to get his back away from the hard position.
"You, you, you, why are you pulling me when you have nothing to do?"
She stiffened, but did not dare to move. Then she felt a warmth coming from her ears, and the scent of sandalwood surrounded the two of them.
"What? Didn't you just say you wanted to pay back the money? I've figured out how you want to pay it back."
"How to pay it back?"
Before she finished speaking, she felt her waist being hugged. When she looked down, she saw that Zhixu's strong arms were encircling her, and what was even worse was that the strong chest muscles were touching her again.
The back and the chest muscles fit perfectly.
I wanted to distance myself, but my waist was fixed and I couldn't move at all.
The strings in my mind instantly tightened, and I was so embarrassed that I wanted to dig a hole in the ground.
"You, you, let me go!!"
She was a little nervous and stuttered a bit when she spoke, but the people behind her smiled wantonly as if they were deliberately teasing her.
Fang Zhixu put his chin directly on Gu Mo's shoulder, bit her earlobe lightly, and inadvertently scraped it with the tip of his tongue.
The sudden touch made her tremble all over, and she subconsciously ducked her head to the side. However, the soft touch moved and left a faint mark directly behind her ears.
"Fang Zhixu, let me tell you, the law stipulates that even force within marriage is illegal!"
His teeth were still trembling a little when he spoke, and his voice had a hint of indescribable shyness.
I just heard a chuckle behind me, and my ears were wet and hot, "What is that? What does it mean?"
This bitch knows how to play dumb, it's shameless!
"Let me go, let me go!"
She shouted excitedly, and the injured area on her arm hurt from the force.
"hiss……"
She gasped, tears welling up in her eyes.
Fang Zhixu immediately let go of the hand that was holding her, frowned slightly and wanted to check her arm, "How is the wound?"
As soon as she took Gu Mo's hand, she threw it away, "Don't touch me!"
The sound was like a little daughter-in-law's anger when she was hurt. It was soft and sweet, and it made Fang Zhixu's Adam's apple roll and he coughed twice.
"Okay, okay, I won't touch you. Pull up your sleeves and let me see."
There was a hint of coaxing tenderness in his tone, completely different from the flirtatious man just now.
"I'll apply the medicine myself."
Gu Mo stood up stubbornly, but someone grabbed him at the corner of his clothes. He said with a deep smile, "I won't touch you. Please take it away and let me see so I can apply medicine to you."
Gu Mo hesitated and picked up his sleeve. The scar from the stitches was not serious at the moment, but the outside was slightly red and showed signs of inflammation.
Fang Zhixu frowned and kept looking at the wound, "Be careful not to touch the water, and apply the medicine carefully before going to bed at night."
Gu Mo rolled his eyes behind his back. What a wonderful thought. When should this medicine not be applied? Why should it be done before going to bed?
Hey, you old pervert, do you think she doesn’t know what’s going on in your heart?
"I know, I'll just apply it myself tonight."
The tone is distant, and the intention to keep a distance is obvious.
Fang Zhixu snorted and laughed angrily, "You think it's quite complicated, don't you?"
Gu Mo stood up while Fang Zhixu wasn't paying attention, folded his arms across his chest, and retorted angrily: "No! My thoughts are simple!"
She didn't even believe it when she said this.
Fang Zhixu leaned back on the chair and smiled casually, "I haven't said how you should pay back the money."
Upon hearing this, the alarm bells in Gu Mo's head rang loudly, and he hugged himself tightly, his eyes guarded.
The person sitting on the sofa immediately stood up, and his height of over 1.8 meters instantly enveloped Gu Mo. He took a step forward, staring at the person in front of him and smiling brightly.
Her back was slightly curved, and her sexy thin lips just landed on Gu Mo's ear.
A low, magnetic voice sounded softly, teasing Gu Mo's auditory nerves.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I just want you to make me a cookie."
Gu Mo was stunned after hearing what he said, cookies? Didn’t this Iron Rooster hate eating these things the most before? Why did you suddenly change your gender?
She raised her head in confusion and glanced at him. Did he want her to throw the trash can in front of her and then humiliate her?
no! Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!
"No, I don't want to do it."
Fang Zhixu, who was rejected, was not annoyed at all. He still had a calm expression and a smile on his lips.
"For a cookie to renovate the first apartment, I thought a smart person would agree without hesitation."
? ? ?
How much does it cost to renovate a suite? Did this Iron Rooster go to the temple to be consecrated today? Why do you have a sense of seeing the Buddha's light shining all over you?
The slightly stunned expression fell in Fang Zhixu's eyes, and he continued to speak.
"Since you don't want to, then I still have to fully respect your wishes, right?"
"wrong!"
Gu Mo quickly interrupted.
"Um?"
A low voice came from deep in the throat, with a hint of teasing.
"That, I mean, just, I'm not unwilling, do it right away! Right now!"
"Hey, Mr. Fang, wait a minute."
Making biscuits is worth hundreds of thousands!
Either there's something wrong with her ears or there's something wrong with this tough guy's brain, and it turns out it's probably the latter.
Gu Mo ran towards the kitchen in a hurry, as if he was afraid that Fang Zhixu would regret it.
Fang Zhixu, who was standing behind him, smiled and said nothing, his eyes following Gu Mo's movements.
He raised his feet and walked in.
In the kitchen, Gu Mo was messing with the pots and pans in an orderly manner. The chef on duty was too scared to move next to him.
"Madam, tell me what you want to eat, and I can cook it all."
Are there going to be layoffs?
The chef swallowed nervously, "Or can I help you prepare it?"
"No, I can just do it myself. You can go out first."
Fang Zhixu also followed him into the kitchen at this time, and a look made the chef leave the kitchen before he could say anything.
He was leaning against the door, his arms lazily folded across his chest.
"You don't seem to like too sweet food, right?"
"Um."
Answer casually.
Gu Mo carried him behind his back and continued tinkering with things on the operating table, "It seems that your appetites are really different."
When Fang Zhixu heard this, his mouth tightened immediately, "Who likes sweets?"
"Xie Xun, that kid used to like to eat very sweet biscuits. Every time I make them for him, I double the amount of sugar. Last time I ate a few cookies and they were so sweet that he liked them very much."
"I guess it's because young people have different tastes."
Gu Mo's attention was all focused on the thing in his hand, and since his back was to the door, he had no idea how dark Fang Zhixu's face was at this time.
"Were the cookies made for Xie Xun last time?"
There was a strong hint of jealousy in his words.
"yes."
At this moment, Zhixu's face turned completely cold, and he felt sour in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was going on, and he felt panicked.
He snorted coldly and walked closer.
"It is said that his cartoonist girlfriend is very pretty."
"oh?"
Gu Mo's heart tightened. She panicked when she mentioned the cartoonist. She must not let Fang Zhixu know her identity, otherwise she wouldn't know how this bitch would target her. The previous model thing was all kinds of obstacles!
Fang Zhixu ran his fingertips through her scattered hair, stared at the back of her head, and emphasized his tone.
"The cartoonist Shiratori is interested in is probably very capable. The company is ready to train him carefully, and maybe he can become the next outstanding cartoonist."
The hand that was adding starch to mix the eggs shook, and a spoonful of starch fell straight on the workbench.
Fang Zhixu looked from behind, his eyes meaningful.
"The main thing is that the cartoonist strives for his own success. When the IP is adapted, he will probably make a lot of money."
Gu Mo swallowed and continued to stir the flour with his hands.
His eyes were a little absent-minded, and his back looked a little stiff.
My heart was already in turmoil, and the groundhog was screaming.
IP adaptation! ! There should be a lot of money! ?
The person standing behind seemed satisfied looking at the back, and then said the last sentence, "It is said that the young master of the Xie family is romantic by nature. This time he actually made his relationship public. I guess he is not far away from getting married, right?"
Snapped!
The stirring spoon flew out without warning. Gu Mo explained awkwardly, "This, this thing is really not easy to use. I'll get a new one next time."
"Hey Hey."
Fang Zhixu laughed with satisfaction, "Yeah."
He took a quick step forward, took the flying stirring stick in his hand, and lowered his eyes with a fox-like cunningness in his eyes.
His eyes flickered back and forth between the stirring rod and Gu Mo.
"Of course, if you are willing to join the NM Fang Family, we will give you all the good resources."
Haha, I started to lie again!
She still doesn't know what Fang Zhixu thinks? Trick her into signing NM, and from then on, Xia Li will have one less competitor.
"Then thank you, Boss Fang, but my conditions were already stated last time."
He grabbed the mixing stick and looked at the contents of the mixing bowl coldly.
"If I want to join NM, NM must terminate the contract with Xia Li."
Fang Zhixu's light dissipated little by little, and finally his eyes became gloomy and he stopped talking, only hearing a heavy sigh.
The whole kitchen suddenly fell silent. Gu Mo focused on the things in her hands, sourness spread in her heart. She sped up the movements of her hands to distract herself.
Neither of them said a word for the rest of the process until the butter biscuits exuded a strong aroma.
She took the cookies out of the oven and said, "Try them."
Fang Zhixu converged his eyes, stepped forward and picked up a biscuit, chewing it slowly twice.
"tasty."
Haha, is it just good? Then don’t do it anymore!
"Okay, you eat slowly. I'm tired. I'm going to take a shower."
The kitchen was a bit stuffy, and with all the stirring, Gu Mo was already sweating profusely after making the biscuits.
I took off my apron, swung my arms, and made a biscuit which made my back hurt.
The wound was exposed the moment he threw away his hand.
"Wait."
Gu Mo stopped and said impatiently, "What's wrong, Boss Fang?"
Fang Zhixu didn't say anything, just took out a roll of plastic wrap from the kitchen cabinet, and then waved to Gu Mo.
"come over."
Gu Mo was confused, probably because he was too tired, but he walked forward obediently.
As soon as he walked up to him, his slender wrist was held by the other party.
"Wrap it around to prevent the wound from getting infected by water."
After saying that, he picked up her sleeves. Gu Mo was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, and the wound was just above her arm. After picking it up, she could clearly see the flesh-colored bra.
