Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

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Looking at Gu Zisu's hands, he was a little disbelieving.

"Sir, do you still want to share it with that bastard?"

One steamed bun is not filling enough to begin with, so if you divide it...

Zhu Qing was even more reluctant, "Master, why do you have to call her... We are not rich to begin with -"

"Huh? Are you talking about me?"

Yun Si leaned in from outside the door, holding a broom in one hand and smiling.

Zhuqing immediately stood in front of Gu Zisu with vigilance, holding a steamed bun and glaring at her.

"Are you eavesdropping?"

Yun Si shrugged and blinked innocently, "I didn't eavesdrop."

"I just finished sweeping the floor and wanted to ask the young master if there is anything else I need from me."

"Sir, haven't you eaten?"

Yun Si saw that both their master and servant were holding dry steamed buns in their hands, as if they were having lunch.

Gu Zisu hummed softly, "Zhuqing, please step aside first."

"...Young master, what if this slutty woman molests you again—"

Zhu Qing looked at the innocent Yun Si and then at his good-tempered young master, feeling extremely aggrieved.

But he had to listen to the young master's words.

I had no choice but to sulk and walk out.

When passing by Yun Si, he snorted hard to show his dissatisfaction with her.

"If you dare to do anything wrong to my young master, I will fight you to the death!"

The little slave is always extra sincere.

"..." Yun Si raised her lips slightly but said nothing.

He put down the broom, patted the dust on his hands, and walked over.

He squatted in front of Gu Zisu's knees and didn't go too far. He just tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"Sir, are you going to eat this?"

The words haven't finished yet,

A piece of steamed bun that was too large was handed over.

The man's brows were gentle, but his eyes were so silent and desolate.

The porcelain white hands and beautiful joints are actually a bit whiter than steamed buns.

He slightly bent his eyes and smiled, "Here you go."

"Although it's not much, but...whatever is mine will be yours from now on, okay?"

He and Zhuqing were evenly divided;

What belongs to Zhuqing belongs to Zhuqing; and what belongs to him will be shared with her.

As a result, he can eat even less.

Yun Si looked at the steamed bun and was stunned for a moment.

There was silence for a moment, and then he took it.

"Thank you, sir."

The young man sitting in the wheelchair smiled gently,

Probably knowing that she was next to his legs, he stretched out his hand and reached forward.

Immediately, he touched Yun Si’s warm forehead,

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly, they touched her hair,

Like petting a dog, pet her head,

Yun Si didn't move and let him touch her.

He lowered his head and took a bite of the steamed bun he gave him, feeling very quiet.

There is an inexplicable warmth between the two people.

"Master."

"Um?"

"Young master, you don't have to call me Miss Yun. Just call me Sisi. There's no need to see me outside."

Gu Zisu gently touched her head, but her eyes were still empty.

He hummed softly, and the breath on his body was cool and pleasant.

It smells like clear bamboo.

Yun Si said silently in her heart.

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After eating the small piece of steamed bun for lunch,

Gu Zisu was about to take a nap.

His body is too weak and needs more rest. He cannot work even half-heartedly.

So at this time every day, he takes a nap and rests.

After Zhu Qing finished serving her young master and went to bed, he walked out.

Seeing Yun Si standing calmly and calmly in the yard, her hands empty and doing nothing,

He snorted coldly and walked over.

"Hey! Who is that? If you don't want to work, leave. We don't support idlers here."