Chapter 1389: Working in a Fantasy Antique Shop 22

Early in the morning, Gu Cun came to the door with a lot of luggage and car keys in his mouth.

He had already thought about it. Since he was going to join Lingqingdu in the future, he would have to eat and live together like other colleagues! He absolutely could not get any special treatment.

Even the rent is ready!

Gu Cun put his luggage outside the yard gate and knocked on the door.

"Xiao Qiu!! Xiao Qiu! Open the door for me!"

A few minutes later, Luo Qiu came over sleepily to open the gate, with a blanket covering his head.

"You are sick. What are you doing here so early?"

Gu Cun was suddenly stunned. Luo Qiu, wrapped in a blanket, was so cute that he almost forgot to say hello.

Luo Qiu walked inside while complaining, but after a few steps he saw that Gu Cun had not caught up with him, "Why are you standing there? It's cold wind."

"Ah...Okay, here it comes!"

Gu Cun patted his chest, whose heart was beating faster for no reason, and walked into the yard with his suitcase, feeling inexplicably excited.

"Xiao Qiu! Have you had breakfast? I specially asked the chef to prepare breakfast!"

Luo Qiu sat at the table with his face propped up. Hearing this, he patted the table and nodded: "Eat!"

It would be a waste if I didn’t eat it! Anyway, I can’t sleep for long now.

Gu Cun put the packed breakfast on the table. He happened to see Ying Wushu coming out of the study and immediately waved to greet him.

"Good morning, boss!"

It can be said to be very full of energy.

Ying Wushu's hands were shaking as he held the talisman paper. He couldn't help but smile helplessly and said, "No need to call me boss, just do the same as Xiaoqiu."

"Oh... Good morning Wushu!"

I don’t know what touched Gu Cun about this sentence, and he shouted even louder than before.

Ying Wushu: “…”

Jinchen was right, this person was really... quite noisy.

Thinking of Jinchen, Ying Wushu's smile faded a little and he glanced towards the kitchen.

"No book... no book!"

Luo Qiu called him, propped up his chin and said, "Come over for breakfast, what are you daydreaming about?"

"Here it comes." Ying Wushu walked over and casually pressed the talisman paper under the teacup, intending to show it to Jinchen after he came back.

Luo Qiu stuffed another steamed dumpling into his mouth and sighed: "The chefs in luxury houses are different. The steamed dumplings are more delicious than those outside."

"Then eat more. If you like, I'll have them deliver it to you every morning."

Gu Cun was so keen on feeding them that he didn't even care about eating himself and put a few more on Luo Qiu's plate.

Luo Qiu's eyes widened, and he almost choked. He waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, I can't live such a luxurious life. Wu Shu's cooking is more homely."

Luo Qiu wiped his mouth and praised Gu Cun again in amazement: "And Jinchen, he also cooked during these few days, and it was delicious!"

"By the way, where's Jinchen?"

Luo Qiu looked around and suddenly looked towards the corner of the stairs, "Hey, morning..."

The word "good" was swallowed back by Luo Qiu.

Because he felt that Jinchen didn't look very good.

So fierce!

Ying Wushu looked up in surprise, somewhat pleasantly surprised, "You went home last night?"

Jinchen nodded, his face showing that he didn't sleep well.

"Gu Cun."

"Hey... what do you want, hero?" Gu Cun felt murderous! He silently moved back while holding his bowl.

"You're noisy."

Jinchen walked towards Ying Wushu with a fierce look.

Gu Cun quickly lowered his voice and said, "There won't be a next time, please spare my life, hero!"

Today is just too exciting!

Luo Qiu snickered, covered half of his mouth and said to Gu Cun: "It seems that I can't avoid a beating today."

Gu Cun: “…”

Ying Wushu followed Jinchen's gaze as he sat down and asked hurriedly, "How are you? Are you injured?"

Jin Chen sat there in a daze for two seconds, looked over Ying Wushu's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm sleepy."

As for whether there were any injuries...

Jinchen recalled, stretched out his left hand, and found a scar on the back of his hand that was almost healed. It was caused by accidentally hitting a stone when he was killing a ghost last night.

Ying Wushu would get hurt when handling incidents, but he still felt his heart tighten for a moment and said hurriedly, "You eat first, I'll go get the medicine box."

"No, it will be fine in a moment."

Jinchen pulled him back and continued to lean against him, his eyes drooping and slightly narrowed, and suddenly asked, "You said you would prepare breakfast for me last night."

"I thought I could eat something you made yourself."

Ying Wushu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and smiled, "Of course, I made soup in the kitchen."

Jinchen glanced at Gu Cun, who immediately responded, "Oh, the soup is good, I'll go get it!"

Gu Cun rolled up his sleeves and stood up, "By the way... where is the kitchen?"

Luo Qiu pointed in a direction, then looked suspiciously at Jinchen who was leaning against his friend, and then looked at his friend who showed no resistance.

Not right.

One hundred and eight things are wrong!

Even for him, Wu Shu usually doesn't like physical contact. Is the sun rising from the west today?

Or...Jinchen's position in Wushu's heart is already the best!

"When did you come back last night?" Ying Wushu didn't notice Luo Qiu's inquiring eyes. He asked Jinchen sideways and subconsciously relaxed his shoulders.

Jinchen: "It's very late, I'm afraid to wake you up."

So I didn't report my safety in advance.

Ying Wushu understood the second half of the sentence, and felt a warm current flowing through his heart, causing him to feel inexplicably moved.

"Then you should have a good rest today and don't go to the store."

Jinchen regained consciousness, sat up, and refused to separate from his wife, "No need."

"Let's go to the store to catch up on some sleep."

There weren't many customers anyway.

The two of them acted as if they were alone. Not only Luo Qiu, but even the thick-skinned and naive rich second-generation Gu Cun noticed it. While drinking the soup, he looked left and right, and finally looked at Luo Qiu.

Hehe, Xiaoqiu is still the cutest.

Ling Gungun came to the table, took a big bowl of soup and drank it happily, and deliberately came to Jinchen to burp.

Happy to take the meal out.

After being humiliated every day, Ling Gungun patted his belly happily, while Jinchen looked away with disgust.

How come the kid has the look of a greasy uncle just after entering puberty?

Ling Gungun said faintly, [Host, please stop cricketing me behind my back! ]

Don’t think you can say bad things about it just because you remember its real name! How can such a handsome beast be greasy?

"Go, go." Ying Wushu clapped his hands at it, "Let's go to Lingqingdu."

"Ow!"

Ling Gungun jumped onto Ying Wushu's shoulder, found a comfortable position and curled up like a woolen scarf.