The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 688

Chapter 688: 325 Slapping Face (two more updates)

The Capital City gradually entered the height of summer, scorching from early morning.

Today, Guozijian had classes with Qinghe Academy, and both Xiao Jietan and Gu Xiaoshun got up early, while Gu Yan, as always, lingered in his bedchamber.

He had the habit of lingering in bed and also a very strong aura when waking up; no one but Gu Jiao could wake him up cheerfully.

But today, Gu Jiao didn’t call him!

He woke up on his own!

It was the heat that awakened him.

That wasn’t the point, though. The point was, after he woke up, he lay sprawled out on his bed, waiting for Gu Jiao to come and call him. But no matter how long he waited, even until the flowers wilted, only Gu Xiaoshun came.

Gu Xiaoshun pushed open the door and said oddly, "Aren’t you getting up yet? Breakfast is ready, don’t be late!"

Gu Yan was not happy.

Gu Yan turned over resentfully and muttered, "Where’s sister? Did she go out to see patients?"

Gu Xiaoshun pointed towards the courtyard and said, "Oh no, she’s over there."

"Hmm?" Gu Yan quickly sat up, got off the bed, slipped on his shoes, and went to the door to look in the direction Gu Xiaoshun pointed.

But what did he see?

Gu Jiao was talking with Xiao Liulang in the courtyard. She tilted her head slightly, with the morning light gently shinin. Her eyes were bright, the corners of her lips curved up, and though he didn’t know what they were saying, her eyes were smiling like crescent moons.

So, was it that she forgot to wake him because she was talking with her brother-in-law?

Gu Yan felt awfully sour inside.

However, it got even worse.

Today, Gu Jiao was in a good mood and cooked a big table full of delicious dishes, all Xiao Liulang’s favorites!

Xiao Liulang had recently developed a preference for spicy foods. Actually, Xiao Jietan and the others also loved spicy food, but they preferred sharply spicy or sourly spicy flavors.

The three of them felt numb and lifeless from the spiciness, slumping soullessly in their chairs.

Gu Yan was angry, and the consequences were dire!

He snorted, "I want bean curd! The salted kind!"

There was no bean curd at home, but there was some at the marketplace.

It was still early, and the marketplace wasn’t far away.

A quarter of an hour later, Gu Jiao brought back the salted tofu pudding.

Then Gu Yan looked forward expectantly as Gu Jiao walked past him with the salted tofu pudding...