You didn't follow the routine at all, did you?

It has been three years since the four years of university, Xia Leng and Xia Ling have been living at home.

This is the house that Xia's mother bought for the two sisters in Xihe.

It's not the first time Gu Chi has come here, he opened the small shoe cabinet on the far right, and there are two pairs of slippers inside, one new and one old.

The old is his, and the new is also his.

The packaging hasn't been opened yet.

"How is it? Doesn't it feel good to go shopping with two beauties?" Xia Ling asked.

"It's not bad, it's not bad, but it's a bit too hateful." Gu Chi said.

On the way, their return rate is as high as 300%. On average, every person passing by has to look at them three times. Just look at any one of them for two seconds, and you can understand what it means to be jealous.

After getting in the car, the taxi driver also frequently looked up at the rearview mirror, and Gu Chi was worried that he would drive the car onto the sidewalk.

"That can't be helped. If you want to enjoy it, you have to give something." Xia Ling said old-fashionedly, "I'll go back to the room and change my clothes."

Xia Leng didn't need to change, she just took off her coat and hung it on the coat rack. The close-fitting knit skirt immediately showed off her beautiful curves.

There is also a little fragrance.

Not only the light fragrance from Xia Leng's body, Gu Chi also smelled a meaty fragrance.

"You made soup?"

"Um."

"Bone soup?"

"Um."

"Specially stewed for me?"

"Um."

Once home, Xia Leng returned to her cool and cold appearance. Sometimes after staying with her for a long time, Gu Chi felt that Xia Leng was like a fairy who didn't eat the fireworks of the world. It was hard to imagine that she was still an emotional and arrogant girl in high school Delicate girl.

Fortunately, Gu Chi has gotten used to it, so he won't try to guess Xia Leng's thoughts, and deal with it as cold outside and hot inside.

The sisters' kitchen is open.

After changing his shoes, Gu Chi went straight to the stove, glanced at it, and asked, "Is there anything else to cook? I'll help you."

"No need." Xia Leng followed, "Go and sit for a while, I can do it myself."

She took out the vegetables that hadn't been cut in the morning from the refrigerator, washed them, and continued to cut them.

Ordinary girls may be duplicity when they say no, but if Xia Leng says no, then they really don't need it.

Xia Leng's cooking skills and knife skills are very good, although she doesn't look like a person who can cook at all.

Her beautiful hands are like green onions, whiter than peeled radishes on the cutting board.

Gu Chi looked at it for a while, then took the apron, passed it through the gap between the girl's slender waist and the island platform, and tied it on for the girl.

Xia Leng stopped his movements and slightly raised his arms to allow Gu Chi to operate better.

For a moment, Gu Chi was very close to her, his arms seemed to hug her waist, she could even feel Gu Chi's warm breath, a little hot and a little itchy.

"Okay, be careful not to cut your hands."

"Um."

Gu Chi went to the living room.

When he lowered his head to cut vegetables again, Xia Leng's mouth had a slight curvature.

She never forgot to wear an apron in the kitchen.

Unless Gu Chi is there.

Xia Ling changed into her pajamas and came out of the room. Seeing Gu Chi sitting on the sofa, she turned on the TV with the remote control, then walked over and sat next to Gu Chi, threw off her slippers, and put her legs on Gu Chi's as before. on the legs.

Gu Chi lowered his eyes and glanced: "If you change, it means you haven't changed."

It's still a bottom that can't even cover the knees, but it's changed from a denim skirt to a white cotton shorts with pink edges.

The girl's round and slender legs are slightly close together, warm and fair, with a bright luster reflected by the light. The well-proportioned and soft lines extend from the legs to the ankles, and then there are delicate and small feet. The skin on the clean insteps is delicate and tender. Smooth, faintly visible cyan veins... oh.

Not only shorts, but no socks this time.

Xia Ling blinked: "Don't you think Brother Gu Chi doesn't like it?"

Gu Chi remained expressionless: "You dazzled my eyes."

Xia Ling said seriously, "Look, Gu Chi, I'm about the same height, figure and appearance as Xia Leng. Looking at my legs is like looking at two people's legs at the same time. Isn't it very profitable?"

Gu Chi: "Well, it's very profitable, double the dazzling."

Xia Ling "tssed": "Fake prudence."

Gu Chi rolled his eyes, and thought to himself that if I'm not serious, you should suffer.

Gu Chi picked up an apple, used the girl's white legs as a backing board, rested his wrist on it, and while peeling, he listened to the news on TV.

Xia Ling didn't know if Gu Chi did it on purpose, as she peeled the apple, the growing apple peel fell onto her lap, wet.

The apple skin was not broken yet, as Gu Chi rubbed it on her leg, part of the juice splashed onto the skin, it was cold, crispy and itchy.

Xia Ling blushed slightly, but didn't say anything, pretending not to feel it, and scrolled through Moments with her mobile phone.

At this time, Gu Chi's phone rang, and it was from the school leader.

Gu Chi stroked the apple peel, let it wrap two circles on the girl's legs, and then put the apple on top.

The process was a little complicated, and his fingers accidentally touched the smooth and tender skin of the girl's legs.

Xia Ling's body trembled imperceptibly, and her face turned even redder.

"Director Yang." Gu Chi had already taken out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and answered the call.

"Mr. Gu, didn't I bother you?" Director Yang said.

"No, no, I'm preparing to eat." Gu Chi smiled, "Is Director Yang okay?"

"That's right. The school received a notice from the education department today, saying that it is considering making Dream Psychology an official elective course and popularizing it. The relevant evaluation policy has been released. You can check it online later."

In fact, there are no formal or informal elective courses, only public and professional. Director Yang emphasized the word "formal" because the subject of dream psychology itself is not in the system, and many schools do not.

It is said to be an elective course, but it is actually more like an interest class. The main purpose is to broaden the students' horizons and will not affect the credits.

The elective courses of Zhengerbajing are different, not only for the students attending the class, but also for the teachers.

Gu Chi was recommended by Dr. Chen, and there is room for manipulation in many aspects, except for the new regulations that just came out.

Director Yang didn't doubt Gu Chi's professional ability. His insomnia was cured by Gu Chi, but he alone had no say in this matter.

"What the school means is that you take the time to take the test as soon as possible, so as to avoid unnecessary troubles in the future." Director Yang said.

"Okay, no problem." Gu Chi agreed.

"Then I'll hang up first, you eat." Director Yang hung up the phone.

Gu Chi put the phone back into his pocket, picked up the apple from the girl's lap and continued to peel it.

It is a path that Gu Chi has never thought of setting a metaphysical course like dream psychology as a formal subject.

Fortunately, he is really good at this, otherwise it would be really difficult to be a relational accountant.

"Ah——" Seeing that Gu Chi had finished peeling the apples, Xia Ling, who was lying flat, immediately propped herself up, leaned in front of Gu Chi, and opened her small mouth to beg for feeding.

Gu Chi was not polite either.

He directly twisted a quarter of the big and sweet apple and stuffed it into the girl's mouth.

Xia Ling's eyes widened immediately: "No, it's too big!"

Gu Chi didn't care: "What you said, if you want to enjoy it, you have to pay something."

Xia Ling: "It's really too big, I can't fit it... Ugh!"

"eat slowly."

"No!"

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