Master Gu, Madam, She is Pretending To Be Pitiful Again

In TCM meridian science, the temple is called extra-meridian acupoint. To relieve its pain, massage techniques are also particular.

Gu Siting lay down on the massage chair, Ming Yao stood behind him and massaged his temples.

Her fingertips were slightly cool, and the pressure on his temple was neither light nor heavy.

Gu Siting's heavy and painful head relieved a lot for a while.

Close your eyes, sleepiness hits you.

He has experienced too much since he was a child, which made him sharp and vigilant.

He seldom fell asleep in front of others, but at this moment, he actually trusted the little maid behind him.

Half an hour later, Ming Yao looked at the sleeping man, and she stopped massaging.

After the man fell asleep, his sharpness and sharpness were reduced, and there was a somewhat undefended Tsinghua under the outline of the light.

But the aura of not getting close to strangers still hasn't dissipated, and it looks cold and difficult to get along with.

But the cold is cold, and they are still a good-looking group.

It's no wonder that Miss Zhou's family wanted to climb into his bed.

Ming Yao took a thin hair from the cabinet and covered the man.

Mrs. Zhong told her that even if Gu Siting fell asleep, the lights should be turned on, and the room should not be completely dark, so she left a wall lamp and left his bedroom.

The next day, when the sky turned white, Gu Siting woke up from his sleep.

I slept almost till dawn last night, and my whole body felt refreshed.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't slept before dawn.

My head doesn't seem to hurt anymore.

Gu Siting lowered his head and saw the blanket covering his body, there was a softness in his brows and eyes that he hadn't even noticed.

It is said that he is unkind, cold-blooded and indifferent, but in fact, he also yearns for warmth in his heart.

But, who ever gave him warmth?

He almost died when he was a child, except for the old lady, who really cared?

He closed his deep eyes that were slightly scarlet and bloodshot, and when he opened them again, there was no abnormality in them.

He returned to that cold, noble, and superior Gu Siye again.

When Gu Siting went downstairs, Ming Yao was already making breakfast.

He walked behind her and coughed softly, Gu Fuzhen, make some snacks later, come with me to Mu's house.

Mu family?

Is it Mu Chengjin's house?

The most important thing to be a good little maid is to do what the master asks you to do without asking too much.

OK.

After Mingyao made the snacks, he went to Mu's house together in Gu Siting's car.

Before heading to Mu's house, Gu Siting stopped by to pick up Yan Xi.

When Yan Xi saw Mingyao in the back row, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he smacked his mouth, Fourth brother, are you too biased? I asked you to borrow the little maid several times, but if you don't lend me, I promise Jin didn't open his mouth, and you took the initiative to lead people there!

Gu Siting threw a few boxes of snacks on Yan Xi, Stop talking nonsense.

Yan Xi opened the snack box, saw the exquisite and attractive snacks inside, took a bite.

Holy shit, isn't this too delicious? Yan Xi turned to look at Ming Yao who was sitting in the back row, Gu Fuzhen, you are such a treasure maid, I will pay you four times the salary, do you want to consider changing jobs? --Well!

Before he finished speaking, a snack thrown by Gu Siting happened to stop his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Ming Yao couldn't help laughing.

She just smiled and realized something was wrong. The man driving looked at her through the rearview mirror.

The moment Gu Siting and Ming Yao's eyes met, he slightly narrowed his dark narrow eyes.

The little maid laughed, somehow resembling that woman.

The number of times I think of that woman recently seems to be a bit frequent?

Is it because of the little maid in front of me?