Chapter 774

"There is a traffic jam in the morning. It's convenient to get from you to Fuwai. I'm afraid it's better to go out early if you take the second ring road."

"Call me at six. If it's convenient, bring me some breakfast. My wallet is in my bag."

The comrade doctor was relieved and entrusted him with all his heart.

Gu Zheng, who was about to turn over and sleep when he saw the other party, just wanted to smile, but Lengshuang on the opposite side made a very shocked cry because of the vague sweep of the corners of his eyes.

"Oh, my God! Ghost!"

Whoosh, the reserved female doctor in front of outsiders sat up like a newborn baby.

Her face was frightened. She stretched out a finger and pointed to Gu Zheng's direction. She didn't take a breath until she completely opened her Phoenix eyes. She trembled and whispered, "Gu Zheng, what kind of dress are you wearing! Do you know that people will be scared to death!"

When Lengshuang reminded Gu Zheng, who subconsciously followed the other party's fingers and looked down, he found that he was wrapped in his big red bottomed... Waving in the wind, seven colors, gorgeous and unparalleled thunderbolt invincible fury cloak.

In the middle of the night with no lights on and only moonlight.

All over the red equipment, coupled with the pale face caused by the short-term depression.

It looks like the standard equipment in domestic horror films.

Seeing Gu Zheng here, he laughed loudly.

When he untied the once most satisfied cloak, he revealed the strong trunk that made Lengshuang more satisfied, and joked with interest: "if you want to see my body, just say it. Why do you take the curve route to save the country?"

God TM... Covet your flesh!

The fright of Gu Zheng, who was originally cold because of his dress, disappeared without a trace in this kind of gag.

The cold frost on one side showed his teeth, and the right hand, known as the hand of God, quickly pinched the most tender part on Gu Zheng's inner thigh.

With such a twist along the texture of the muscle, Gu Zheng, who had not frowned for several knives in his body, screamed desperately.

"Sister, my cold sister, why are you crazy!"

It was this twist that really woke up Gu Zheng, who had not yet recovered from the real world.

But what about the cold cream?

Even if Gu Zheng was crying and howling, she still didn't even drive her eyebrows. She continued this action. She asked her doubts calmly: "even if you don't sleep at night, you're still wrapped in a red cloak to frighten people."

"What's the big stimulus? Are you dissatisfied with my sister's carefully maintained body, or are you ashamed of your ability?"

I'm ashamed of a grandmother!

Gu Zheng came back one after another: "no, sister, ancestor, it's done. Can you let go first?"

"Then hurry up and let it go?"

"OK, I say not yet? Just a little annoyed. What do you think is the same between us?"

Hearing the cold frost here, he took away his pink nails, changed his hand, combed the curly hair scattered at the temples behind his ears, and showed a clear smile towards Gu Zheng.

"I went to smoke just now. Tell me about your women."

"But how do you know that my trouble is because of women?"

"Ha ha" Leng Shuang smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes. She put her beautiful fingers around Gu Zheng's small bedroom for a whole circle before she continued: "just for your bedroom full of bachelor flavor, I can guess."

"So now my sleepiness is completely lost by you. As a college bully who also majored in psychology, it can solve your confusion for free."

Gu Zheng was really moved to hear this.

At the beginning, he still said that he was stumbling, but in the end, he seemed to slip into the tree hole more and more... He blurted the background and characters of the three most important women in his life to Lengshuang.

When Gu Zheng finished all this, he found Lengshuang staring at him with a very strange expression.

"I said, doctor Leng, what are you looking at?"

"I'm watching. Your ability to make up stories and fantasies is not generally strong. What kind of urban management do you still want to be? When you become a screenwriter, you will be very popular."

"If your moving story is made into a TV play, it will be much better than the evil mother-in-law Bai Lianhua and Qingchuan women."

"It's a pity that you are so talented, but you have to do manual work."

Make complaints about the Tucao of the cold cream, and then laugh at it with a smile. "Hey, hey, I'll say, no one will believe it," he said.

But the woman make complaints about him after he finished the Tucao. He said, "I believe. You didn't deceive me."

"These three women really have a deep influence on you."

"I just want to ask you, Gu Zheng, do you want to live in your memories, or do you want to take them as your most precious wealth and take them out to look at and wipe them carefully when you get old?"

"After all, people need to look forward."

Being said by Lengshuang, Gu Zheng, who was more transparent than anyone, smiled: "it's me."

"I just don't know why. I always feel that we are like old friends at first sight. The things in our hearts unconsciously told you."

"So, how are you going to enlighten me, doctor Leng?"

For Gu Zheng's question, Lengshuang thought very seriously for a moment and sent it down the road.

"If you want a man not to think nonsense, first, let him play games. If he doesn't play games, let him think of women."

With that, a pair of lips with a faint fragrance came close, telling a woman's unexpected invitation, with a third ambiguous sexy temptation.

Let Gu Zheng's originally low mood calm down in an instant.

The doctor, at all, is regarded as a modern love story.

The past is like the wind, let it disperse like this.

What I did at the beginning is to better enjoy today's life?

Thinking of Gu Zheng here, he smiled happily from his eyes and heart, and stroked the frosty back with his back. The two people rolled into the quilt that had become warm and sudden again.

A drunk solution to a thousand worries, what about a shot?

……

No one knows that when Gu Zheng wakes up again, it will only be early in the morning.

The pointer of the clock pointed to the scale of 5:30, and the woman beside her breathed longer.

A hearty affair made Gu Zheng's bones relax.

This time, he got up quietly and put on the clothes and trousers prepared by the window while taking advantage of the early morning dew.

His goal is a small kitchen in his courtyard.

In the cubicle built of red bricks, which was ventilated after the natural gas company adjusted for many days, Gu Zheng planned to make his usual breakfast for himself and his new soul mate.

This is his busy adult life in Jiji camp. He rarely makes breakfast himself. It is the most peaceful and peaceful time when he came out to make a living.

The white rice in the pot had already been cleaned and went down to the small casserole Gu Zheng bought for ten yuan.

Use chopsticks to gently put up a small mouth on the cover of the casserole to prevent the phenomenon of throwing at the pot when the porridge is boiling.

After all this, you can put it aside temporarily. Just take time to stew the rice grains soaked in water into thick and soft rice porridge.

In his spare time, Gu Zheng took out the huge shallow mouth porcelain safflower basin he had never used for a long time, and brushed and beat four eggs inside.

When the eggs are well beaten, add some flour and scallions and stir for a while. The raw materials of this egg cake are preliminarily ready.

Add a little more seasoning. In chef Gu's pan, the oil has already been warm.

With the pouring of Yiyi's egg paste, Gu Zheng rotating the pot turned a pan into a paradise of batter.

A smell from the collision between oil and ingredients filled the whole kitchen in an instant. Gu Zheng, who kept rotating the fluid in the upper floating layer, couldn't help but smoke his nose.