Seven of my nemesis want to marry me after bankruptcy

Wei Kesong was sitting on the table, watching Gu Feibai with a gloomy face as he hurried in and out of the kitchen with a smile on his face.

This man is definitely planning to bring him into this house a long time ago. As soon as Wei Kesong entered the door, he saw two pairs of men's slippers, and the refrigerator was full of things, all of which Wei Kesong liked. Things to eat.

Now if Wei Kesong can't guess that Gu Feibai is already planning to abduct him for dinner, it doesn't make much sense for him to have a brain.

Gu Feibai was wearing a light gray pullover sweater, straight suit pants on his lower body, his wrists were rolled up twice casually, and a brand new Piggy Page apron was tied around his waist. His always hypocritical smiling face was illuminated by the light yellow light in the kitchen , which rarely revealed a bit of warmth, and earnestly and focusedly gave a carrot flower-cutting knife to his hand, Wei Kesong watched it in a daze for a moment.

Gu Feibai, is this how he cooked for himself in the past?

When Wei Kesong was in high school, he was very picky eater. He was tired of eating delicacies, but he couldn’t eat anything when he was growing up. Wei Fangqiang was so worried that he had no choice but to look for nutritionists and cooks everywhere. Wei Jinglin In college, in order to coax Wei Kesong to eat more, the dignified chairman of the student union came back every meal time to coax Young Master Wei to eat, and he almost held Wei Kesong's chin and fed him one bite at a time.

Wei Kesong just couldn't eat much, he felt bored, these stereotyped seasonings and expensive ingredients were lacklustre, and it was very hypocritical to say that there was a classmate's mother who delivered meals every day in his class, and the lunch box was full of common ingredients. But I did it very carefully, it was the way that classmate liked, this classmate didn't like carrots, so this mother carved carrots into a little rabbit, just to coax this classmate to eat more.

Wei Kesong doesn't like carrots either, but he really wants this rabbit.

He pretended to be unintentionally looking at the rabbit and carrot in the female classmate's lunch box, and then looked at his exquisite hardcover food box, and slowly clenched his hands into fists.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old Wei Kesong had no one to make rabbit carrots for him.

Wei Fangqiang was so busy that his hair turned gray, it was not easy to find time to pay attention to Wei Kesong's food, Wei Jinglin no longer lived at home after entering university, Wei Kesong didn't know why Wei Jinglin would know His own diet, but at that time he was very Wei Jinglin collapsed, every time he saw Wei Jinglin, Wei Kesong always felt sad and sorry, and under the depression, he couldn't eat anymore.

In the past, Wei Kesong liked to cling to Chu Mingzhou. Even if Chu Mingzhou ate a pile of boiled cabbage that he didn't like, Wei Kesong could eat with Chu Mingzhou and eat with gusto. In addition to being passionate about his feelings for Chu Mingzhou, when Wei Kesong saw the indifferent Chu Mingzhou, he always felt somewhat dejected when he saw the ending of his bleak crush.

He was also unwilling to go to Chu Mingzhou for dinner.

Wei Kesong knew that his condition was not right, he was depressed and had no energy.

He just suddenly envied this classmate who has a mother who can make carrots and rabbits.

Until Wei Kesong ate the lunch box Gu Feibai made for him.

There is also a small animal in this lunch box. It is a piglet carved with radish. The crystal clear radish is stewed until soft. The light red translucent beef sauce smells tangy, and the juice overflows after one bite, but the inside is still hollow, wrapped in a layer of jelly-like soup.

It was delicious and beautiful, Wei Kesong had a rare appetite, and cleaned up the whole lunch box, secretly thinking that this must be a very cute, childlike girl's lunch box.

Although Wei Kesong was raised as a child, Wei Fangqiang basically didn't discipline him much, but Wei Kesong always had a caring mood for girls who he thought were younger than him, so he encountered this kind of childish and naive girl. After Wei Kesong made a guess about the decoration, he felt like a brother who didn't finish his meal and was sorry for the hard work of others.

Where did the lunch box start, it turned into little turtles, little rabbits, and little stars. I don’t know how much this cook puts effort into it. The shapes and patterns are different every time, and Wei Kesong likes them all. Tastes and shapes are carefully placed in exquisite lunch boxes.

Wei Kesong really cherished these foods, and he thought that this person must take him very seriously. He began to decline Wei Jinglin who always came to eat with him, and also made a request to Wei Fangqiang, hoping not to replace this person. Nutritionist, he will eat well.

That's why Wei Kesong was so disgusting when he later found out that Gu Feibai added things to it, as if those small animals he swallowed were made of despicable carrion, not transparent radishes.

Sitting at the dinner table, Wei Kesong felt that he must have been fascinated by ghosts, so he came up with Gu Feibai who said he was terminally ill. He folded his arms around his chest, squinted his eyes and raised his chin slightly, as if he was looking at some garbage Also looked at Gu Feibai who was cooking for himself.

Gu Feibai noticed Wei Kesong's scrutinizing expression. He opened his hands and turned sideways, still holding a spoon in his hands, but bowed gracefully, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiaowei, I'm still satisfied with what you saw. ?"

Wei Kesong stood up with a sneer: "See what, did you see what you added to the pot to poison me?"

Gu Feibai slowly stirred the stewed beef brisket in the pot, and said with a soft smile, "I'm not willing to poison Mr. Xiaowei to death." He took out a bowl, turned around and handed it to Wei Kesong behind him naturally: "Come and taste it." Is it suitable? I haven’t made it for a long time, and I don’t know what flavor Mr. Xiaowei eats now. I used to like my taste, but now I don’t know what flavor Mr. Xiaowei likes.”

Wei Kesong always felt that there was something in his words, but he couldn't quite figure it out, so he just frowned and said, "Gu Feibai, what do you want from me? I don't want to waste time here with you."

Gu Feibai smiled and stuffed a piece of beef brisket into Wei Kesong's mouth, but when Wei Kesong glared at him angrily, Gu Feibai casually turned his head back and said, "Mr. Xiaowei, the only reason I'm looking for you is , I just hope you can waste the last moments of my life."

Wei Kesong became angry when he heard this, and he pushed Gu Feibai away: "Gu Feibai, I know you don't like your mother, but you can't just use your mother's disease on you to fuck me! You have to Heart disease?!" Wei Kesong couldn't hold back his laughter, he looked at Gu Feibai's feet harshly from the top of his head, "Are you a heart patient? I remember that before your mother died, her body smelled of medicine. Smell the perfume on yourself, do you know how stimulating it is to heart patients?"

Wei Kesong said with a sneer as he said, "The intensity of your private life is not a terminally ill heart disease day, can you bear it? If you really fucking have a heart disease and can still be like this, sooner or later Mom is going to be windy!"

Gu Feibai smiled interestingly: "Mr. Xiaowei is so worried about my physical condition? But Mr. Xiaowei can try." He suddenly lowered his voice and approached Wei Kesong's ear: "If it is with Mr. Xiaowei , that is worth dying, I am willing."

Wei Kesong exploded in rage: "Get out! Go find someone outside! Don't fucking get mad in front of me!"

As he spoke, he pushed away the chair, turned around and was about to leave, but Gu Feibai held his wrist unhurriedly: "Mr. Xiao Wei, you are here, why don't you eat before you leave, you don't want to hear what Wei Fangqiang said?" whereabouts?"

Gu Feibai casually dropped a bomb: "Your father came to my hospital in the United States to look for me. He knelt on the ground and begged me to save you."

Wei Kesong's resolute departure froze, he turned his head abruptly, opened his eyes in shortness of breath, and paused for a while before saying: "...Why did he beg you like this?"

Gu Feibai drooped his long and slender eyelashes, his curly hair fell on his shoulders, and his hand, which was always holding a scalpel on the patient's heart, held Wei Kesong's wrist in a steady hand at this moment, but trembling slightly: "...because, cough Well, he might think that Chu Mingzhou, like me, is going to be hopeless against you, so he will do whatever it takes."

Wei Kesong still wanted to ask, but Gu Feibai clutched his heart and fell to the ground with a bang. His face was a sickly white, his lips faded instantly, and he fell to the ground, breathing sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the veins on his neck burst out, as if he was gritting his teeth and enduring the pain. There was a terrible colic everywhere, and I couldn't even speak.

Wei Kesong was stunned. He stumbled and knelt down to look at Gu Feibai's face and lips. After a moment of panic, he forced himself to calm down again. He held down Gu Feibai's twitching hands and feet, and forcibly rode on Gu Feibai's body to make his chest. Pressed outside, lowered his head and kissed without hesitation, gave Gu Feibai artificial respiration, and shouted his name loudly in Gu Feibai's ear: "Hey! Gu Feibai! Can you hear me! Damn!"

Wei Kesong frantically took out his mobile phone and called 120, but was awakened by a chuckle from under him. Gu Feibai was lying on the ground, looking at him with lazily raised eyebrows, and wrapped Wei Kesong in his arms, There was an uncontrollable smile on his face: "Mr. Xiaowei, after all these years, you are still so easy to deceive, really—"

Gu Feibai leaned over and kissed Wei Kesong's cheek, who hadn't reacted yet, and sighed: "——It's too cute, you better not use artificial respiration to save me, even if I just pretended, I was almost killed You're kissing a heart rhythm disorder."

Wei Kesong held his phone in shock for a while, and finally understood when Gu Feibai was about to burst into tears, Xiao Wei, who was deceived again, became furious like never before, and slapped Gu Feibai with his backhand. Face: "My [-]th generation of ancestors! Gu Feibai! If I believe your nonsense again in the future and come to save you again, I will die a terrible death!"

Wei Kesong cursed and wiped his mouth viciously, and said "Bah" several times, then stood up after throwing off Gu Feibai, and muttered in a low voice depressed and unhappy: "...Damn it , my first kiss..."

Gu Feibai unbuttoned his shirt, pulled Wei Kesong with heavy eyes, and Wei Kesong fell back into Gu Feibai's arms again. He glared at this daring liar with wide eyes, and wanted to open his mouth to scold again. Fei Bai's chest heaved violently twice, and he buried his head into Wei Kesong's arms, his laughter was filled with incomparable joy, and also a bit of contentment without regrets: "... What a coincidence, Mr. Xiaowei, I am too. First kiss."

Wei Kesong sneered: "Are you lying to a child? Your first kiss?! You put your fucking tongue into my mouth just now, is it like your first kiss if you are so proficient?!"

Gu Feibai laughed muffledly: "I may be very talented." He half-closed his eyes and took a deep breath of Wei Kesong's breath, and it seemed that even the disgusting smell of perfume on his body had dissipated a lot: "...Think about it , to be able to trick Mr. Xiao Wei into taking the initiative to kiss me, I think it's worth my death now."

Gu Feibai's words sounded like a playboy, but Wei Kesong didn't push him this time, instead he poked Gu Feibai with his elbow after a while: "Hey, you just now, did you really have an illness? gone?"

Wei Kesong paused: "Smell your body from such a close distance, under the perfume smell, there is a strong smell of medicine, are you using this to cover up the smell of medicine?"

Gu Feibai hugged Wei Kesong for a moment.