Facial Paralysis Husband, Good Morning

The sun shrouded his body, coating him with a layer of warm yellow, neutralizing the coldness around him a bit. His skin was fair, and the warm sun fell on his face, as if it wanted to melt into it.

Gu Nian couldn't help but think of the magazine cover she saw that day when she first met him. Just like this, the blue sky and white clouds above his head became the backdrop. As long as there was him, all backgrounds will be blurred.

Sheng Yue gradually blurred behind him, and only saw him standing talll, quiet and stable.

Chu Zhaoyang's deep black eyes glowed with a little delight, this girl really liked him so much that she was dumbfounded when she met him.

The refreshing mint aroma wafted along with the breeze, which also woke Gu Nian up. She realized that the two of them were too close, and she was almost in his arms. Looking down, she could see that his toes are almost touching hers.

Gu Nian quickly stepped back, and waved to Chu Zhaoyang with a smile: "Mr. Chu."

She really liked him so much, she was so happy when she saw him.

Chu Zhaoyang thought confidently in his heart.

His eyes fell on Gu Nian's fair face soaked in the sun. The feeling that warmed his body, as if a warm spring was flowing through his limbs, returned.

For some reason, after that day he met her, the nightmare that would plague him every night did not reappear. On the contrary, her smiling face in the sun appeared repeatedly in the dream.

Then one night, he had another nightmare. After waking up in a cold sweat, he unconsciously thought of her in the sun, and then gradually fell asleep, and it was actually a peaceful sleep.

"Did you come to eat?" Chu Zhaoyang asked, thinking that if she took the initiative to invite him to dinner, he could agree to her.

Gu Nian paused, then nodded: "Yes."

It should be counted as eating.

Chu Zhaoyang was about to say something more, when suddenly a male voice stood between the two of them: "Old Chu."

Chu Zhaoyang's expression became more serious, and he looked over impatiently, and saw a tall man walking over with an elegant faint smile, but his eyes were obviously filled with curious.

"Who is this?" Yan Beicheng walked up to Chu Zhaoyang and glanced at Gu Nian with interest.

This was the first time he saw Chu Zhaoyang standing so close to a woman. Looking at it from a distance just now, Chu Zhaoyang's eyes were so focused that he seemed to want to eat the girl at any time.

Chu Zhaoyang held back for a long while before he said coldly, "Friend."

Gu Nian was extremely embarrassed, and quickly said: "Then I will go in first, so I won't disturb you."

After finished speaking, she hurried into Sheng Yue as if she was fleeing.

Chu Zhaoyang sneered at Yan Beicheng, and walked into Sheng Yue with a paralyzed-liked face. He saw Gu Nian looking around in the lobby, and then took out her phone to make a call.

Suddenly someone patted his shoulder, and Yan Beicheng came over: "Why, do you like her?"

Chu Zhaoyang: "Hehe."

The two entered Yan Beicheng's exclusive room in Sheng Yue. Qi Chengzhi and Han Zhuoli were already chatting in the room.

They looked over, and Han Zhuoli looked around Chu Zhaoyang suspiciously: "Why do I feel that Old Chu is different today?"

"Of course he's different. Old Chu's spring is here. I didn't expect him to be so paralyzed that he still likes women." Yan Beicheng poured himself a cup of tea, gestured at the corners of his eyes and slightly raised, "Just now, I saw Old Chu was talking to a girl at the door, with a smile in the corner of his eyes."

Han Zhuoli was not calm when he heard it, and immediately jumped up: "Damn it, Old Chu is already in spring? Then, what am I going to do! Is the girl still there? I'm going to check."

"Stop!" Chu Zhaoyang rarely called out to Han Zhuoli, "Stop messing around, girls have thin-skinned①."

He paused, straightened his collar with his long fingers, and straightened his back, "However, she does seem to like me very much."

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Translation Note :

① Thin-skinned meaning : the opposite meaning of thick-skinned. Shy.