Chapter 9.2

Seeing that he had been silent, Yan Luqing started to joke again: “Why, why are you so entangled with this… Are you planning to poison me to death just now?”

Gu Ci still looked at her faintly, as calm as if the one who had just pressed her down to spit out the medicine is not him.

He pulled the corners of his lips and a faint smile appeared on his face. “Then, why do you think I let you spit it out?”

Yan Luqing did not answer this rhetorical question.

She said something completely irrelevant to the present: “I may not seem to be a smart and shrewd person, but since I grew up and become more sensible, I have never misjudged people.”

Gu Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, “So?”

“So, do you want to bet with me?”

“What to bet on?”

When Yan Luqing thought about the first day she crossed in, even when she was showing good to him, she was wary and frightened in doing it. How long has it been since she actually spoke to Gu Ci in such a provocative manner.

Can this also be considered as ‘provoking the local tyrant in his den’?

“I will use Big Black and Little Black as my bet with you.” Yan Luqing looked at the local tyrant’s increasingly stunning face under the light, and at his increasingly recovering eyes. “Just bet… That what you just let me eat, and then let me spit out again, is a medicine that has no effect on me whether I take it or not.”

The words fell, and the bathroom corner fell into a long silence.

It was unknown whether he was speechless by the first half of this sentence or not but after about half a minute, Gu Ci finally had a little expression on his face——The faintly discernible sharpness all melted and softened, just like the sunny sky after the snow.

He returned to his usual appearance.

With a slight smile, Gu Ci opened the door beside him, and the words he said were the kind of mystifying things he was good at: “Those two people, you’d better take care of them yourself.”

He did not respond whether to gamble or not, and Gu Ci remained unmoved no matter how Yan Luqing teased him afterwards.

He held her arm in one hand and took her upstairs, which can be regarded as ‘sending’ her to the door of the room.

When Gu Ci turned to leave, Yan Luqing suddenly couldn’t help but call him.

“Gu Ci.”

He stopped his steps and looked at her sideways.

Yan Luqing’s hand was holding the side of the door frame, and there was no more playful expression on her face.

“You may not believe it, or it may feel strange, but…” She took a deep breath and exhaled it again as if she had been depressed for a long time, “But I still want to say it.”

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Yan Luqing’s eyes are moist and watery, and when she looks at people seriously, it always gives people a feeling as if through these eyes, one can see an extremely agile soul that is not suppressed under this body.

Gu Ci saw her look at himself very seriously, and uttered word by word: “If I can’t even believe in you, then my current life is really meaningless.”

After speaking, she laughed again.

“Gu Ci, good night.”

–

Early the next morning.

Yan Luqing woke up by a mechanical female voice that seemed to call out the soul.

“Maria, Maria, Maria got up… Maria, the data show that in half an hour you will miss the best meal time after being drunk, and there will be a 90% probability that you will have stomach problems relapsing today…”

Yan Luqing was so annoyed that she sat up immediately and said to the robot: “If it weren’t for the code name Maria that reminded me to be kind, you’re just a bunch of scrap iron now, do you know that?”

Although it’s annoying, it’s true. Yan Luqing is not only suffering from headache, but also stomachache now.

Her former healthy body never suffered such a sin after drinking only so little of alcohol before. While complaining, Yan Luqing was holding her head to get out of bed. After washing up, she quickly asked people to bring in stomach nourishing congee and sobering soup.

She was in a trance while drinking the congee and soup, and the experience of last night appeared in front of her scene after scene.

In the last scene, in front of the room’s door, when she personally said to Gu Ci about something meaningless, she finally couldn’t bear it and threw the spoon directly into the bowl——

F*ck.

Why are drunk women so sentimental?

Why??? Those words were said as if she was confessing to him aaaaahhhh!!!

Yan Luqing feels as if she is about to die in embarrassment.

Without Gu Ci digging it out, she had already personally dug out the Terracotta Warriors statue of Qin Shihuang Mausoleum plus Barbie’s Dream Castle with her toes.

Chapter 9.2

Seeing that he had been silent, Yan Luqing started to joke again: “Why, why are you so entangled with this… Are you planning to poison me to death just now?”

Gu Ci still looked at her faintly, as calm as if the one who had just pressed her down to spit out the medicine is not him.

He pulled the corners of his lips and a faint smile appeared on his face. “Then, why do you think I let you spit it out?”

Yan Luqing did not answer this rhetorical question.

She said something completely irrelevant to the present: “I may not seem to be a smart and shrewd person, but since I grew up and become more sensible, I have never misjudged people.”

Gu Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, “So?”

“So, do you want to bet with me?”

“What to bet on?”

When Yan Luqing thought about the first day she crossed in, even when she was showing good to him, she was wary and frightened in doing it. How long has it been since she actually spoke to Gu Ci in such a provocative manner.

Can this also be considered as ‘provoking the local tyrant in his den’?

“I will use Big Black and Little Black as my bet with you.” Yan Luqing looked at the local tyrant’s increasingly stunning face under the light, and at his increasingly recovering eyes. “Just bet… That what you just let me eat, and then let me spit out again, is a medicine that has no effect on me whether I take it or not.”

The words fell, and the bathroom corner fell into a long silence.

It was unknown whether he was speechless by the first half of this sentence or not but after about half a minute, Gu Ci finally had a little expression on his face——The faintly discernible sharpness all melted and softened, just like the sunny sky after the snow.

He returned to his usual appearance.

With a slight smile, Gu Ci opened the door beside him, and the words he said were the kind of mystifying things he was good at: “Those two people, you’d better take care of them yourself.”

He did not respond whether to gamble or not, and Gu Ci remained unmoved no matter how Yan Luqing teased him afterwards.

He held her arm in one hand and took her upstairs, which can be regarded as ‘sending’ her to the door of the room.

When Gu Ci turned to leave, Yan Luqing suddenly couldn’t help but call him.

“Gu Ci.”

He stopped his steps and looked at her sideways.

Yan Luqing’s hand was holding the side of the door frame, and there was no more playful expression on her face.

“You may not believe it, or it may feel strange, but…” She took a deep breath and exhaled it again as if she had been depressed for a long time, “But I still want to say it.”

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Yan Luqing’s eyes are moist and watery, and when she looks at people seriously, it always gives people a feeling as if through these eyes, one can see an extremely agile soul that is not suppressed under this body.

Gu Ci saw her look at himself very seriously, and uttered word by word: “If I can’t even believe in you, then my current life is really meaningless.”

After speaking, she laughed again.

“Gu Ci, good night.”

–

Early the next morning.

Yan Luqing woke up by a mechanical female voice that seemed to call out the soul.

“Maria, Maria, Maria got up… Maria, the data show that in half an hour you will miss the best meal time after being drunk, and there will be a 90% probability that you will have stomach problems relapsing today…”

Yan Luqing was so annoyed that she sat up immediately and said to the robot: “If it weren’t for the code name Maria that reminded me to be kind, you’re just a bunch of scrap iron now, do you know that?”

Although it’s annoying, it’s true. Yan Luqing is not only suffering from headache, but also stomachache now.

Her former healthy body never suffered such a sin after drinking only so little of alcohol before. While complaining, Yan Luqing was holding her head to get out of bed. After washing up, she quickly asked people to bring in stomach nourishing congee and sobering soup.

She was in a trance while drinking the congee and soup, and the experience of last night appeared in front of her scene after scene.

In the last scene, in front of the room’s door, when she personally said to Gu Ci about something meaningless, she finally couldn’t bear it and threw the spoon directly into the bowl——

F*ck.

Why are drunk women so sentimental?

Why??? Those words were said as if she was confessing to him aaaaahhhh!!!

Yan Luqing feels as if she is about to die in embarrassment.

Without Gu Ci digging it out, she had already personally dug out the Terracotta Warriors statue of Qin Shihuang Mausoleum plus Barbie’s Dream Castle with her toes.