Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Xie Zhuo was tired, Xie Zhuo had nothing to say.

Gu Yan, you wolf in dog's clothing!

When Gu Yan woke up, the needle had already been pulled out.

He rubbed the space between his brows, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

The moment the door opened, the room was filled with aromas.

He followed the source and saw Xie Zhuo in front of the stove.

The man was wearing an apron, and his already narrow waist was perfectly outlined.

Between the drooping and narrowing of the eyes, there is actually some tenderness.

Gu Yan walked behind him and hugged the waist that he had missed for a long time, and pressed a kiss on his cheek: "I made it for me."

His voice was still a little hoarse, but it was not as weak as in the morning, and it was even more seductive.

Xie Zhuo squinted at the dog, and said calmly, "It's made to feed the dog."

Dog, imprison him here, eat whatever you want, drink the northwest wind!

Gu Yan let out a muffled laugh, and couldn't help biting Xie Zhuo's cheek. Looking at the small teeth marks, his eyes gradually darkened.

"Since it's been said to feed the dogs, isn't it a bit..."

"Shut up, you." Xie Zhuo raised his hand to cover his tiger-wolf words, and said viciously.

Looking at the vivid anger in his eyes, I just feel relieved.

Xie Zhuo had already prepared things, and when Gu Yan came, he put them into the pot directly, and within a few minutes, the light meals were served on the dining table.

Gu Yan looked at this table of delicious dishes, and couldn't help laughing: "This is the first time I know that you can cook."

A few days ago, Xie Zhuo never cooked him a meal.

Today's situation is probably considered an unexpected benefit after being ill?

Xie Zhuo raised his eyelids, and said with a half smile: "Of course I didn't want to cook for you before."

"Then you are willing now?" Gu Yan accurately extracted the meaning.

Xie Zhuo was bored and didn't want to talk.

In the past, he was pretending to be smart and lazy, but now seeing that this guy is about to die of illness, he is just practicing humanitarianism.

But the mere meal was so ambiguous by what he said.

"Eat or not?" He looked up at the man with an obvious smug smile on his lips, and said lightly, "If you don't eat, I'll throw it away."

"Eat, why not eat!"

Gu Yan pressed his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Ah Zhuo made it for me, why would I not eat it?"

Seeing that the anger in Xie Zhuo's eyes was getting deeper and deeper, Gu Yan winked and didn't say anything, just concentrated on eating.

He was hungry for many days, and he didn't dare to eat too much, so he put down his chopsticks when he was only [-]% full.

Seeing Xie Zhuo who was concentrating on fighting with the food, Gu Yan suddenly said lightly: "Let's get engaged."

"Cough, cough, cough!!" Xie Zhuo choked on his breath, and made an earth-shattering coughing sound.

He clutched his throat and blushed: "Water, give me water..."

Seeing his frightened expression, Gu Yan looked a little gloomy.

He handed over the water glass, and after Xie Zhuo calmed down, he said lightly: "Why? Don't you want to?"

Xie Zhuo pressed his uncomfortable throat, and his expression was even more displeased than him: "When you eat, don't talk about such exciting things, okay?"

Scared him to death!

Gu Yan pulled the corners of his lips insincerely to apologize: "Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so scared."

"So," he wrapped around the words that Xie Zhuo had ignored: "Would you like to get engaged to me?"

Xie Zhuo: "..."

You are really persevering.

He said awkwardly: "Why do you suddenly want to get engaged?"