The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Weiyang Song (31)

Although he changed places, Shu Le still slept very well this time.

At least he himself felt that he didn't recognize the bed at all, and fell asleep right away.

Delicious.

Why does my waist feel a little sore after I wake up...

Shu Le rubbed his eyes, propped the quilt aside with his feet, and then slowly got up while supporting his waist.

Gee.

Weird.

Really back pain.

And it's still the pain of kidney failure.

Shu Le changed his posture, leaned back on the bed with his buttocks pouted, and looked at the sheets and pillows on the bed.

It is exactly the same as before going to bed yesterday, even the prints on it are exactly the same.

It should have not been changed.

So...the only possibility is that it was twisted while sleeping last night?

Or the bed is too soft?

Shu Le thought for a long time, but in the end he couldn't decide which of the two reasons it was.

Finally he gave up, opened his mouth and yawned, jumped out of bed and rolled to the bathroom to wash up.

Compared with Guan Jinxiu's one-story apartment in the bustling area of ​​the capital, Gu Rong's private residence is obviously more spacious and comfortable.

After all, even the master bedroom where you sleep is much bigger.

Moreover, Shu Le thought about it for a long time, and he felt that living at Gu Rong's place should be much safer than living at Guan Jinxiu's house.

Shu Le squatted in the bathroom while brushing his teeth while thinking, and finally came to a conclusion.

Before you earn enough money from Gu Rong, you should be a good person and coax Jin/the master's father well.

Fortunately, this Jin/Zhu father is quite easy to coax.

Before entering the private residence yesterday, Long Yin told Shu Le about Gu Rong's little habits.

Always keep the same meal times for the three meals a day.

And Gu Rong's taste, like his meal time, has never changed.

Just like now-

Shu Le smashed his mouth, spit out the remaining foam in his mouth, and then glanced at the time.

Well, it happened to be time for breakfast.

He loves breakfast.

Eat more and not get fat.

Shu Le changed out of the loose pajamas, and prepared to pick out something new to eat.

When I pulled down my pants, I happened to see Xiao Lele hanging there, who seemed to be extremely wronged.

The little thing drooped its head completely, with a light red layer on it.

It looks like it has just been played too much and hasn't recovered yet.

But from top to bottom here, apart from Gu Rong, Shu Le has not seen a second living person other than an intelligent robot.

Shu Le thought about it carefully, but he couldn't suspect Gu Rong.

The biggest marshal in the interstellar world, even if you think about it with your toes, you probably don't think much of him.

After Shu Le got dressed, he took a look in the mirror again, then opened the door and walked into the corridor, ready to go for food.

There was only one bedroom on the third floor, and when the door was pushed inward, there was a corridor covered with thick carpets.

Shu Le walked a few steps along the corridor, and soon arrived at the location of Gu Rong's study that he had visited yesterday.

At this time, the door of the study room was closed, and it was unknown whether there was someone inside or no one.

The biggest advantage of Shu Le is that he basically never has extra curiosity, just like at this moment he doesn't care whether Gu Rong is working in the study, but has already cast his attention on the downstairs with full satisfaction. In the dining room.

From the position of the stairs to the restaurant on the first floor, there is a huge printed screen, which completely occupies almost one wall.

Shu Le jumped down from the last step with light footsteps, bypassed the screen, and was about to head for the dining table——

Then he saw Gu Rong sitting on the other side of the table.

Shu Le: "..."

Boss, are your kidneys bad?

Why do you get up so early.

Of course, Shu Le was embarrassed to ask if his Jin/Zhu father had a mid-life crisis, so he could only touch his nose, and raised his hand to say hello to Gu Rong: "Master Marshal, good morning."

Gu Rong's brain was on, and he seemed to be browsing the morning news. Seeing Shu Le approaching, he nodded solemnly, and asked without guilt: "Good morning, how did you sleep last night?"

Shu Le covered her mouth and yawned a little, leaned on the chair of the dining table and sat up on it, lying on the table sleepily: "It's okay, maybe the bed is too soft, and I'm not used to sleeping. "

Gu Rong raised his eyes and looked at Shu Le calmly: "Oh, didn't you sleep well?"

Shu Le shook his head, grinned and said, "No, it's just that my back hurts after sleeping. Tsk, the kind of pain caused by too much masturbation may be because the bed is too good."

Gu Rong: "..."

Gu Rong fell silent for a rare moment, as if thinking about whether to change Shu Le to a big bed in the master bedroom.

After thinking for a long time, I still didn't speak.

——He had possessed this person countless times on that bed.

——I also used to miss this person alone on that bed.

By now, he should be regained here.

Gu Rong retracted his eyes on Shu Le without any trace, and comforted him: "You should get used to it after a few more sleeps. If you are still sore in the afternoon, I will ask the masseur to give you a massage."

Shu Le was taken aback: "No, no, I'm still young, so I don't need a masseuse!"

Gu Rong: "..."

The man's sensitive and fragile nerves about age were poked by a thin needle, which made him extremely unhappy, so his face was not as good-looking as before.

With a sullen face, he suppressed Shu Le's rebuttal in the cradle: "Since you don't want a masseuse, that's fine. I'll call a private doctor over in the afternoon. Your health index has not been high, and it's just in time for the doctor to give you a comprehensive treatment." examine."

Shu Le: "..."

Damn, being checked by a doctor is worse than being pushed around by a masseur!

Shu Le lost his face in an instant, and secretly glanced at Gu Rong in pain: "Master Marshal, can I not see a doctor, I..."

Gu Rong glanced at the end of his eyes, raised his brows, with an extremely serious doubt.

Shu Le shrank back timidly: "No, no, see a doctor, see a doctor, I will obediently wait for the doctor to come."

hum.

Scumbag.

Sure enough, men are all big trotters and big butts/eyes.

Naturally, Gu Rong would not know Shu Le's slander, but was very satisfied with Shu Le's cuteness.

He tapped on the smooth and shiny table, and soon the kitchen helper's intelligent robot brought today's breakfast up.

The breakfast is equally rich.

Tender green lettuce is sandwiched in a delicate sandwich, served with a cup of coffee with milk and no sugar on the side.

Several side dishes were put on the table together, placed between Shu Le and Gu Rong.

Gu Rong personally aligned the two chopsticks, held the ends of the chopsticks and handed them to Shu Le: "Eat while it's hot. If you're still sleepy, you can go to sleep after eating."

Shu Le took the chopsticks, responded obediently, and was about to speak, but saw a new communication connected to Gu Rong's optical brain.

——Gu Anyan requested to talk to you.

Although he and Gu Rong were sitting face to face, naturally he would not be seen from the perspective of Gu Rong's brain.

But for some reason, Shu Le suddenly froze, and even the back of his hand holding the table tightened.

He was like a frightened cat. He took a deep breath and couldn't recover for a long time.

Sitting opposite each other, Gu Rong had a panoramic view of Shu Le's state.

With a gloomy expression, he lowered his head and glanced at the communication on his brain, and a barely visible killing intent flashed across his eyes.

It quickly disappeared again.

He looked at Shu Le with a gentle voice: "Shu Le, what's wrong?"

Shu Le looked dazed, and unconsciously clenched his hands on the table.

The neatly manicured nails dug into the delicate flesh of the palm, gradually revealing some vague burn marks.

In the next second, Gu Rong took his hand into his palm.

Then parted the slender fingers, frowned and said, "Lele, don't hurt yourself."

Lele.

Shu Le was finally called back to his senses.

He subconsciously looked up at Gu Rong who was sitting across from him, and then looked down at his intersecting fingers.

Gu Rong's broad and tough palm and strong fingers fully controlled his hand, stripping away all the strength inside.

It was very similar to one of the frames that flashed through his mind just now.

Shu Le looked at Gu Rong steadily, and after an unknown amount of time, he gave a low "hmm".

Gu Rong let go of Shu Le's hand, and when he let go, his fingers slid across the back of the thin hand intentionally or unintentionally, like an ambiguous silent provocation.

He personally added some fresh milk to Shu Le's coffee, and said softly, "Why are you suddenly stunned?"

Shu Le didn't answer immediately, but he didn't look away from Gu Rong either.

Although there is no theory to rely on at all, it sounds incomprehensible——

But just at that moment.

Shu Le found that several unrelated memory fragments suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

Those memory pictures are like scattered illustrations.

The paintings are realistic, but there is no connection between one and the other.

If you have to say what's special about these images...

Then only.

The constant protagonists in these sudden appearances are always him and Gu Rong.

Various scenes, various actions.

Chatting, attending class, and sitting on the aircraft to go home together.

Even the posture on the bed is clear.

He even memorized it clearly——

Gu Rong's favorite posture is face-to-face aggression.

Missionary position.

It is said that it is the deepest place that can be entered, and it is so refreshing that even the soul will tremble.

Gu Rong's voice sounded again, and this time it was a little lower than before: "Shu Le, are you okay?"

Shu Le didn't find any evidence from Gu Rong's body related to the sudden scene just now, so he looked away and swallowed his puzzlement and suspicion into his stomach.

Then she shook her head and said lightly, "Fortunately...Maybe it's because I woke up too early, and my blood sugar is a bit low."

Gu Rong didn't seem to be convinced by this reason.

He frowned slightly, before he could say anything in the future, he was interrupted again by the communication sound of the light brain.

It was still Gu Anyan's call request.

Now Shu Le dare not say that he knows Gu Rong better, but he knows a lot about Gu Anyan.

Under normal circumstances, Gu Anyan would rarely make a second call after the first failed communication.

So now [-]% have something to ask.

then.

Before Gu Rong connected to the communication, Shu Le had already stood up, showing a cute and sensible smile: "Well, Mr. Marshal...how about I avoid it for a while?"