glass of water for Gu Jing. She swallowed the tablets and she drank water slowly. She felt like a cat that lost its claws and she had no choice but to be obedient.
Gu Jing saw Zhen Lang’s loose bathrobe exposed his beautiful chest, but the familiar teeth marks on his chest startled her. She remembered in her dream she bit a giant roast duck’s chest and it tasted delicious. She also remembered the duck’s leg felt good in her right hand.
Zhen Lang saw Gu Jing stared at his chest. He pulled the collar of his bathrobe close together and he smiled. ‘Did it taste delicious?’
Gu Jing nodded her head then she shook her head and her head spun.
‘Little girl, are you hungry?’ Zhen Lang asked.
Gu Jing nodded her head.
‘Do you want to eat something?’ Zhen Lang asked.
Gu Jing nodded her head.
‘I’ll go buy salty duck egg and minced pork congee for you, ok?’ Zhen Lang asked.
Gu Jing nodded her head.
‘I’m giving you good service, will you marry me and let me give you good service for the rest of your life?’ Zhen Lang asked.
Gu Jing nodded her head and she felt there was something strange about Zhen Lang’s question.
Gu Jing sat upright on the bed too quickly and her head spun fast.
‘Ah!’ Gu Jing cried out.
Gu Jing looked at Zhen Lang’s shiny eyes and she felt like she was in a dream.
Gu Jing recited Zhen Lang’s questions in her head – ‘He asked me if I’m hungry. He asked if I want to eat something. He asked if I want to eat salty duck eggs and minced pork congee. What did he ask me afterward? Did he ask me if I want to marry him?’
Gu Jing felt choked. She stretched out her weak hand and she pinched Zhen Lang’s cheek. His cheek felt warm, and she realised it wasn’t a dream.
‘Mr Vet, am I hallucinating because I’m sick? Or are you deliriously sick?’ Gu Jing asked.
Zhen Lang pressed a cold wet towel on Gu Jing’s forehead. ‘You’re not hallucinating and I’m not deliriously sick. I’ll ask you the same questions again. Are you hungry?’
Gu Jing nodded her head.
‘Do you want to eat salty duck egg and minced pork congee?’ Zhen Lang asked.
Gu Jing nodded her head.
‘Do you want me to buy it for you?’ Zhen Lang asked.
Gu Jing nodded her head.
‘Do you want me to buy it for you for the rest of your life?’ Zhen Lang asked.
Gu Jing nodded her head and she realised Zhen Lang’s question felt strange again.
Zhen Lang kissed Gu Jing’s lips. ‘You promised to marry me so we’re engaged. After you recover we’ll go shopping together to buy you an engagement ring.’
The word ‘engaged’ echoed loudly in Gu Jing’s head. ‘Jinx, I can understand if you want to torture me to death to end our twenty-five year war. But we don’t need to be engaged for you to torture me.’
Gu Jing didn’t expect to be sick with a cold and fever for a whole day. She worried within ten days her soul would fly away from her body and her soul would be playing chess with Dizang.
‘I’m going out to buy you congee. After you finish eating your congee, you need to take your medicine and rest,’ Zhen Lang said.
Zhen Lang stroked Gu Jing’s hair for a while. He sneakily kissed her lips again. He got off the bed, changed his clothes and he went out to buy her congee.
Gu Jing didn’t see the triumphant smile disappear from Zhen Lang’s face. She felt certain in the future he wanted to torture her to death, and he was happy because he caught her.
Gu Jing took out her phone and she dialled a lifeline. ‘Cheng Cheng, save me!’
‘What is it?’ Peng Cheng Gui asked.
‘Zhen Lang… he… he wants to marry me,’ Gu Jing said pitifully.
Gu Jing heard dead silence.
‘Zhen Lang wants to marry you? Then you need to remember to say to him that he has to transfer all his assets to you including shares before you’ll marry him. I’ll help you value his assets,’ Peng Cheng Gui said.
‘Cheng Cheng! If I marry him I’ll die,’ Gu Jing said.
‘Of course you’ll die! You’ll die rich!’ Peng Cheng Gui said.
‘Cheng Cheng!’ Gu Jing said.
‘Remember, if he doesn’t transfer his assets to you then you can’t marry him. At least ninety percent of his assets but eight percent is acceptable-’ Peng Cheng Gui said.
‘But… I think I promised to marry him already,’ Gu Jing said.
‘What? He didn’t transfer any of his assets to you and you promised to marry him already?’ Peng Cheng Gui asked.
‘Um,’ Gu Jing said.
‘Then you don’t need to live anymore. Even if you return to the studio alive, I’ll choke you myself,’ Peng Cheng Gui said.
แก้วน้ำสำหรับกูจิง เธอกลืนกินเม็ด และเธอดื่มน้ำช้า ๆ เธอรู้สึกเหมือนแมวที่หายไปของเล็บ และเธอก็จะเชื่อฟังจิงกูเห็นเสื้อคลุมหลวมเจิน Lang สัมผัสหน้าอกของเขาสวยงาม แต่เครื่องหมายฟันคุ้นเคยอก startled เธอ เธอจำได้ในความฝันของเธอเธอบิตของเป็ดย่างยักษ์หน้าอกและลิ้มรสอร่อย นอกจากนี้เธอยังจดจำของเป็ดขารู้สึกดีในมือขวาของเธอLang เจินเห็นกูจิงจ้องที่หน้าอกของเขา เขาดึงคอของเสื้อคลุมของเขาใกล้กัน และยิ้ม 'ก็มันอร่อย'จิงกูเลยต้องหัวของเธอ แล้วเธอส่ายหัวของเธอ และปั่นหัวของเธอ'สาวน้อย ท่านหิว' ขอเจินทองหลางจิงกูเลยต้องหัวของเธอ'คุณต้องการกินอะไร' ขอเจินทองหลางจิงกูเลยต้องหัวของเธอ'ผมจะไปซื้อไข่เป็ดเค็ม และสับโจ๊กหมูสำหรับคุณ ok ' ขอเจินทองหลางจิงกูเลยต้องหัวของเธอ'ฉันให้คุณดี คุณจะแต่งงานกับฉัน และให้ฉันให้คุณบริการดีสำหรับส่วนเหลือของชีวิตของคุณ' ขอเจินทองหลางจิงกูเลยต้องหัวของเธอ และเธอรู้สึกว่า มีสิ่งที่แปลกเกี่ยวกับถามเจิน Langจิงกูนั่งตรงบนเตียงเร็วเกินไป และปั่นหัวของเธออย่างรวดเร็ว'Ah ' จิงกูทูลจิงกูมองตาเงาเจิน Lang และเธอรู้สึกเหมือนเธอในความฝันGu Jing recited Zhen Lang’s questions in her head – ‘He asked me if I’m hungry. He asked if I want to eat something. He asked if I want to eat salty duck eggs and minced pork congee. What did he ask me afterward? Did he ask me if I want to marry him?’Gu Jing felt choked. She stretched out her weak hand and she pinched Zhen Lang’s cheek. His cheek felt warm, and she realised it wasn’t a dream.‘Mr Vet, am I hallucinating because I’m sick? Or are you deliriously sick?’ Gu Jing asked.Zhen Lang pressed a cold wet towel on Gu Jing’s forehead. ‘You’re not hallucinating and I’m not deliriously sick. I’ll ask you the same questions again. Are you hungry?’Gu Jing nodded her head.‘Do you want to eat salty duck egg and minced pork congee?’ Zhen Lang asked.Gu Jing nodded her head.‘Do you want me to buy it for you?’ Zhen Lang asked.Gu Jing nodded her head.‘Do you want me to buy it for you for the rest of your life?’ Zhen Lang asked.Gu Jing nodded her head and she realised Zhen Lang’s question felt strange again.Zhen Lang kissed Gu Jing’s lips. ‘You promised to marry me so we’re engaged. After you recover we’ll go shopping together to buy you an engagement ring.’The word ‘engaged’ echoed loudly in Gu Jing’s head. ‘Jinx, I can understand if you want to torture me to death to end our twenty-five year war. But we don’t need to be engaged for you to torture me.’Gu Jing didn’t expect to be sick with a cold and fever for a whole day. She worried within ten days her soul would fly away from her body and her soul would be playing chess with Dizang.‘I’m going out to buy you congee. After you finish eating your congee, you need to take your medicine and rest,’ Zhen Lang said.Zhen Lang stroked Gu Jing’s hair for a while. He sneakily kissed her lips again. He got off the bed, changed his clothes and he went out to buy her congee.Gu Jing didn’t see the triumphant smile disappear from Zhen Lang’s face. She felt certain in the future he wanted to torture her to death, and he was happy because he caught her.Gu Jing took out her phone and she dialled a lifeline. ‘Cheng Cheng, save me!’‘What is it?’ Peng Cheng Gui asked.‘Zhen Lang… he… he wants to marry me,’ Gu Jing said pitifully.Gu Jing heard dead silence.‘Zhen Lang wants to marry you? Then you need to remember to say to him that he has to transfer all his assets to you including shares before you’ll marry him. I’ll help you value his assets,’ Peng Cheng Gui said.‘Cheng Cheng! If I marry him I’ll die,’ Gu Jing said.‘Of course you’ll die! You’ll die rich!’ Peng Cheng Gui said.‘Cheng Cheng!’ Gu Jing said.‘Remember, if he doesn’t transfer his assets to you then you can’t marry him. At least ninety percent of his assets but eight percent is acceptable-’ Peng Cheng Gui said.
‘But… I think I promised to marry him already,’ Gu Jing said.
‘What? He didn’t transfer any of his assets to you and you promised to marry him already?’ Peng Cheng Gui asked.
‘Um,’ Gu Jing said.
‘Then you don’t need to live anymore. Even if you return to the studio alive, I’ll choke you myself,’ Peng Cheng Gui said.
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