Yan Zhen Guo thought the woman in front of him looked just like his favorite gun.
He really wanted to hold her in his rough hands and load ammunition.
Gu Fuqiao was an author who had read and written many romance novels. Seeing Yan Zhen Guo like this, she quickly raised her hand, fanning the air, and said, "It's broad daylight, and I still have an injury on my leg!"
As Gu Fuqiao spoke, she waved her hand in front of Yan Zhen Guo's eyes.
Yan Zhen Guo, looking at Gu Fuqiao like this, felt his mind go blank and directly took action, hoisting his "gun."
He lifted Gu Fuqiao onto his shoulder and carried her to the bedroom!
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?!"
Gu Fuqiao didn't expect Yan Zhen Guo to do this. The head-down position on his shoulder was extremely uncomfortable.
She kept struggling and protesting.
But Yan Zhen Guo paid no attention to Gu Fuqiao's struggles, as a woman's struggle was like an ant shaking a tree to him.
He raised his hand and unceremoniously patted Gu Fuqiao's arm, his deep voice carrying a hint of heat, "Stop it!"
The crisp sound echoed in Gu Fuqiao's ears, and she felt her earlobes turning red!
She was too embarrassed to face anyone!
What happened to the cold and proud male lead character setting? How could he... How could he... even hit her arm!
It was just like being smacked on the palm by a teacher in elementary school, so embarrassing!
Gu Fuqiao was so ashamed that she froze.
At this moment, Yan Zhen Guo placed Gu Fuqiao on the bed.
A "click" sounded as a metal belt was unbuckled.
Gu Fuqiao, who had just come to her senses, immediately covered her eyes with her hands in panic, "Yan Zhen Guo, can't you not be so beastly, I still have an injury!"
Although she didn't mind taking a look at the male lead's good figure, she couldn't mess around—as offending the female lead aside, she really did have an injury!
Despite thinking this way, her shamelessness almost at zero still made her sneak a peek through her fingers at the male lead's physique.
By now, Yan Zhen Guo had already taken off his jacket.
Indeed, what a great body!
After sneaking a look or two, Gu Fuqiao quickly covered her eyes, only to hear a low voice.
"What are you thinking about?"
She opened her eyes and found Yan Zhen Guo fully dressed again.
He was wearing a loose casual suit.
Alright... she was overthinking.
But then...
"Why did you bring me into the room, what do you want to do?" Gu Fuqiao couldn't help but ask.
Yan Zhen Guo glanced at her, "To remind you to help me with the laundry."
?
Gu Fuqiao's heart suddenly froze.
Then Yan Zhen Guo turned around and walked out. A moment later...
"Gu Fuqiao, come out and eat noodles." Yan Zhen Guo's voice came from outside.
Gu Fuqiao heard it and remembered she was starving.
She groped for her slippers, got off the bed, and walked to the living room, where she found that Yan Zhen Guo had already served two bowls of noodles.
These were the egg noodles he had boiled earlier.
Not a single bit of seasoning.
Gu Fuqiao walked slowly to the table, picked up the noodles, and took a look.
Even though she was hungry, the noodles were tasteless and a bit overcooked, making her uninterested.
She turned to look at Yan Zhen Guo and found that although he was eating, his posture was impeccable, his spine straight.
The noodles in his hand didn't seem to taste as bad.
Gu Fuqiao thought for a while, and still picked up her chopsticks to eat a couple of strands.
But soon, she put the chopsticks down.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Gu Fuqiao like this, Yan Zhen Guo frowned his thick eyebrows.
Gu Fuqiao knew that eating egg noodles in that era was a luxury, but she wasn't being picky like the original character—these noodles were truly tasteless.
So she tentatively asked Yan Zhen Guo, "What do you think of the taste of these noodles?"
"It's okay." Yan Zhen Guo only replied with these two words.
Out there, special training.
Being able to eat grains was already good enough; during tough times, he'd even eaten grass roots.
So for Yan Zhen Guo, the taste of grains didn't make much difference.
Gu Fuqiao didn't expect Yan Zhen Guo's answer to be this.
She pursed her lips, then limped into the kitchen.
The good thing was, although Yan Zhen Guo's cooking skills weren't great, he had all the necessary seasoning bottles in the kitchen!
Gu Fuqiao immediately added some salt, chili, vinegar, and a little oil to the noodles.
The boiled egg noodles with added seasonings instantly smelled delicious.
Gu Fuqiao couldn't help but become hungry!
She placed the bowl of noodles aside, eagerly turned around, and took a pair of chopsticks from the cabinet.
But when she turned back, she found the noodles she had placed on the stove were gone!