Chapter 229: Use My Warm Enthusiasm To Stick To Your Cold Butt?
Song Wuyou smiled with serene indifference, but because of his alluring smile her soul was hooked away, sending ripples across her heart.
Cannot be moved by him so easily! Song Wuyou raised her eyes, fixing her gaze on Gu Yanhao’s smiling face. He has the exact same face as Dongfang Xuan, perhaps he was even Dongfang Xuan’s reincarnation. If he really was Dongfang Xuan’s reincarnation, even with the gap of thousands of years, he was still that same man that hurt her. The person that punished her nine familial connections and ordered her to her death. How could she be moved by him?
Her serene indifference pricked at Gu Yanhao’s heart. His eyes darkened while looking at Song Wuyou, “Song Wuyou, can’t you treat me with a little more warm enthusiasm?”
Song Wuyou blanked for a brief moment, then her eyes sharpened slightly as she stared at Gu Yanhao, “Use my warm enthusiasm to stick to your cold butt?”
Gu Yanhao was curious, “You want to stick to my cold butt?”
Gu Yanhao suddenly flashed a devilish smile, “After dinner, when we get home, you can stick all you like.”
Song Wuyou’s face turned red. Glaring at him, she dismissed him with:“Getting more and more absurd.”
Gu Yanhao’s hand reached out, lightly flicking her forehead as a low chuckle escaped from his throat, “Yes, and you’re becoming more and more proper.” Compared to before, the Song Wuyou now was way more proper than before.
Their orders were brought to the table one after another. Looking at the number of dishes on the table, one of them was hand-shredded Beggar’s Chicken. Other dishes were also things she liked to eat.
“Why is it all only my favorite dishes?” Song Wuyou’s eyes roamed around the colorful dishes.
Gu Yanhao smiled, “Also my favorite dishes.”
Song Wuyou’s brows wrinkled in doubt, puzzled as she looked at him.
Mirth danced in Gu Yanhao’s eyes, “Are you going to keep staring at me or start eating?”
“Start eating.” Song Wuyou picked up her chopsticks and began attacking the dishes. The first dish she picked was the hand-shredded Beggar’s Chicken, but it didn’t compare to the one she made herself, or even the one Mu Gu made. Still, she wasn’t one to be picky with food. Her appetite was good, tasting almost every dish that was served.
The last item was dessert, two small palm-sized cakes. One for each of them. Song Wuyou pushed her portion toward Gu Yanhao saying, “I’m very full, you eat it.”
Looking at her, Gu Yanhao’s eyes turned slightly gloomy, “You don’t like desserts?” What she loved most in the past was dessert. (Other than him heh!) The fridge at home used to be filled with many different flavors and sizes of cakes.
“Can’t eat anymore,” Song Wuyou said.
Gu Yanhao smiled, “I heard girls like to eat dessert.”
“I’m not a little girl anymore.” Song Wuyou didn’t care much for it.
“Eat.” Gu Yanhao gestured towards the little piece of cake using his chin. “This restaurant is famous for its desserts; having one or two bites is good enough.”
“Chocolate replenishes the body with energy.”
“You’re too thin and weak, breast and butt are not big enough, dessert can help add some curves to you.”
Song Wuyou glared daggers at him. Fine, she will eat. Babbling and nagging and saying so much nonsense. Even bringing up breasts and butts at the table, simply too much…
Song Wuyou picked up the small dessert spoon, lifting up a small piece to her mouth. It indeed tasted good. Although it was dessert, it wasn’t heavy. One wouldn’t feel stuffed even after eating ttastes them.
“It taste good, doesn’t it?” Gu Yanhao asked.
Song Wuyou raised her head, a minuscule frown on her face. Why is this man looking at her with anticipation?
Could it be….?
“You made this dessert yourself?” It can’t be, he has been sitting here the whole time.
Gu Yanhao tilted his chin proudly at her words, “I’m a true man, I don’t do this.”