My Lift As A Top Star In A Book

Not long after Shen Changan arrived home, the doorbell was rang.

Through the monitor, Shen Changan saw the man standing outside his door cringing, angry and helpless.

In her whole life, she has been planted on the crooked neck tree of Gu Zhengxi.

Shen Changan opened the door and glanced at Gu Zhengxi coldly, "Something?"

"Chang'an, I came too anxiously and forgot to bring my bank card. WeChat and Alipay are not available here. Can you take me in for one night?"

Gu Zhengxi clutched his crotch and glanced at Shen Changan cautiously.

Just now, in order to settle the account of the coffee shop, he spent the only cash left on his body, and now he has no dime on his body.

He didn't know anyone else in Country F, so he could only run the risk that Shen Changan would castrate him, and ran over to take refuge in her.

Shen Changan's gaze fell on Gu Zhengxi's defensive hands, and slightly curled his lips, "It's not impossible, but I have a condition."

"what?"

Gu Zhengxi's mouth grew exaggeratedly, and the hand covering his crotch became tighter. He intuitively felt that the conditions in Shen Changan's mouth were not a good thing, and pleaded: "Changan, we have known each other for so many years, even if we are not the brothers who are stubborn and **** Are you a good friend who gets along day and night? Why do you have to kill me?"

Shen Changan was speechless to Gu Zhengxi's reaction. Does she look so scary?

What is in Gu Zhengxi's mind?

Shen Changan was too lazy to tease him any more, and said lightly: "I mean, you can't live in my house for nothing. You have to pay for your work. You make dinner, you wash the bowls, and you prepare breakfast."

"what?"

Gu Zhengxi let go of his hand covering his crotch, and he was relieved. He scratched the back of his head and smiled: "It turns out to be this, it's a trivial thing!"

With that, Gu Zhengxi pulled the suitcase and squeezed in through the crack of the door sideways.

He took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet familiarly, and asked Shen Changan as he changed, "Changan, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"casual."

Shen Changan replied casually and turned and walked into his home gym.

Seeing the door closed, Gu Zhengxi whispered, "Whatever you want? It's the hardest thing to do."

After taking his suitcase into the guest room, after taking a shower, Gu Zhengxi saw that the sun was about to set, so he rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen.

He is actually not good at cooking, but fortunately, Shen Changan habitually eats light meals, and he can still do a simple light meal.

The kitchen of Shen Changan's house is semi-open, and the music from the gym passes through the living room to the kitchen.

Very soft music, Gu Zhengxi thought, Shen Changan should be doing yoga.

She was really the only girl he had ever seen, who was extremely self-disciplined.

When it was time for dinner, Shen Changan went back to the bedroom to take a shower, and when he came out, he changed into simple home clothes.

Gu Zhengxi saw her and beckoned and shouted: "Chang'an, dinner is ready, come here soon!"

Shen Changan walked to the dining table and sat down. Gu Zhengxi brought a plate in front of Shen Changan. On the plate was a piece of fried chicken breast, a boiled egg, and a few pieces of lettuce leaves.

Shen Changan glanced at the food on his plate, did not speak, and ate slowly.

Gu Zhengxi was holding a plate of fast-food pasta, sitting opposite Shen Chang'an, and asked a little nervously: "Chang'an, how is it, how is it delicious?"

Shen Changan replied faintly, "Well, it's good, 100% of the taste of the food itself is preserved."

Is this compliment?

Gu Zhengxi was a little uncertain, and he pushed the pasta in front of him to Shen Changan, "Changan, would you like to **** pasta, just a bite, the heat is not big, it doesn't matter."

Hearing the words, Shen Changan raised his head and rolled up a small ball of pasta with a fork. Just when Gu Zhengxi thought that Shen Changan had been moved by him, Shen Changan suddenly handed the fork to his mouth. A hint of softness, "Open your mouth."