Yan Zhen Guo simply reached out and hugged Gu Fuqiao, lifting her off the bed!
"Old Yan, I just wanted to give you a kiss!" Gu Fuqiao was a bit taken aback.
"I know." Yan Zhen Guo, with a serious expression, held Gu Fuqiao in his arms and said, "But now I don’t plan to let it go just like that."
...
It’s always like this; by the ti Yan Zhen Guo is full and satisfied, Gu Fuqiao is exhausted and ends up lying in bed to rest.
She couldn’t even bother to eat anymore.
She usually liked to snack a little.
"Not bad." Yan Zhen Guo responded casually.
He noticed recently that Gu Fuqiao had stopped making a fuss about him not wearing pajamas on his upper body, so he simply went to bed bare-chested.
But as soon as he got on the bed, Gu Fuqiao furrowed her brows and pushed against Yan Zhen Guo’s strong chest, saying, "Old Yan, go put on your pajamas, or you’re not allowed on the bed!"
Gu Fuqiao knew that Yan Zhen Guo really needed to change this habit!
But after she pushed him a couple of tis and found that Yan Zhen Guo didn’t move, she gave up, closed her eyes, and prepared to sleep.
Suddenly, she heard Yan Zhen Guo say in her ear, "Got sothing for you, don’t want it?"
"What is it?" Gu Fuqiao half-opened her eyes and looked at Yan Zhen Guo.
Seeing her eyes open, Yan Zhen Guo got up, walked to the cabinet, took out a letter, and handed it to Gu Fuqiao, saying, "It’s from the magazine company; I intended to give it to you as soon as I got back."
But who knew when he returned today, Gu Fuqiao would throw herself willingly into his arms.
Of course, Yan Zhen Guo wouldn’t pass up such a good opportunity, so he first took advantage and talked later.
"From the magazine company!" Gu Fuqiao rembered that she hadn’t submitted anything to the magazine recently.
After opening the envelope and looking at it, she understood.
It’s because the magazine company plans to host a literary exchange event in C City within the next few days, supposedly for the convenience of author interactions.
In truth, Gu Fuqiao thought it’s really just about chatting and eting people, eating and drinking together.
But... this still counts as a circle.
Should she go or not?
While Gu Fuqiao was hesitating, Yan Zhen Guo asked, "Rejection letter?"
"No." Gu Fuqiao shook her head, she sat next to Yan Zhen Guo, actively handed the letter to him, and said, "It’s an invitation, inviting to attend the authors’ exchange session; I’m undecided whether to go."
Yan Zhen Guo took it, glanced at it, and said, "Seems nice, good for broadening your horizons."
"I want to go, but at the sa ti, I don’t; feels like there’s nothing fun to do even if I go." Moreover, Gu Fuqiao felt that when there are too many people, things like trying to outsmart one another tend to occur.
When she was in school, she didn’t particularly enjoy getting together with classmates.
After graduation, she wasn’t fond of socializing either... hence, a hobody.
"It’s fine, just treat it as watching the excitent. Aren’t you bored staying ho?" Yan Zhen Guo asked.
That comnt hit the nail on the head.
Gu Fuqiao was indeed quite bored.
She nodded and said, "It’s a bit boring, so I’ll try going tomorrow!"
After speaking, Gu Fuqiao looked at the address on it, so small restaurant.
The next morning, after Yan Zhen Guo left, Gu Fuqiao started tidying up; she usually doesn’t go out much, so this ti she thought since it’s an authors’ exchange, she might as well spruce herself up.
She picked out a nice sky-blue dress, then found a pair of low-heeled shoes among the original owner’s collection, applied a light makeup, and went out.
Actually, when she says light makeup, it was simply putting on so snow cream and a bit of lipstick, which can’t really compare to the light makeup of later generations.
In later tis, even the so-called light makeup involves a tedious step-by-step procedure.
After all, the original owner was a capitalist’s lady, lacking none of the essentials.
Wearing a dress, Gu Fuqiao naturally found it inconvenient to ride a bicycle, so she walked a short distance before taking the bus, got off at the stop closest to the restaurant, and took a rickshaw there.
By the ti Gu Fuqiao arrived, it was already quite late; most people had already gathered.
Since everyone writes for the magazine, they’ve more or less seen each other’s nas before, so conversations naturally revolve around novels and written works.
Topics naturally include creative ideas and similar topics.
Finding it a bit dull, Gu Fuqiao sat alone in a corner enjoying so snacks.
After all, this gathering is hosted by literary folk, so it has a more Western vibe; literature buffs in this era are relatively bourgeois and wealthy.
And the small restaurant had prepared so small cakes as well.
In this era.
Such desserts are truly rare!
However, it’s a pity that later on, these small cakes fall out of favor.
Looks like this small restaurant was booked by the magazine company for today.
Eating her cake, Gu Fuqiao pondered whether Yan Zhen Guo liked sweets. Perhaps she’d try baking a cake for him soday.
She rembered cakes were made with eggs but hadn’t paid attention to the specifics before...
As Gu Fuqiao was thinking, sudden enthusiastic cheers erupted outside.
She heard soone say, "Welco our leading author, Yun Zhonghe!"
Yun Zhonghe!
Hearing that na, Gu Fuqiao almost laughed out loud; in Jin Yong’s novels Yun Zhonghe is quite the promiscuous character.
I heard that this na was once used as a pen na by her cousin Xu Zhimo, the notorious playboy.
Due to this, Gu Fuqiao beca quite a fan of Jin Yong, feeling that Mr. Jin had a proper worldview!
Not to ntion things between Xu Zhimo and Lu Xiaoman; cheating is cheating, and a scumbag is a scumbag!
In Mr. Jin’s novels, he’s just fit to be a promiscuous character!
However, seeing soone use this pen na, made Gu Fuqiao curious; she raised her head and saw that person looking directly at her.
She recognized that person; he is Mr. Wang whom she saw at the supply and marketing cooperative last ti!
"Miss, glad to see you." After speaking with the others, Mr. Wang ca over to greet Gu Fuqiao.
Gu Fuqiao looked at him, puzzled, and asked, "You’re Yun Zhonghe?"
"Yes." Mr. Wang, wearing a white shirt just like before, appeared gentlemanly.
Gu Fuqiao thought that if she were the original owner, she would definitely like a man like this. But unfortunately, she only liked Yan Zhen Guo.
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