"You don't play games, do you …"
"Not really."
"You don't know how to play Landlord, do you?"
"What's that?"
"Nothing. It's just a type of card game. Aiya, I don't think we'll get along. What interests do you usually have?" Lin Che felt that Gu Jingze seemed to be an uninterested person.
Gu Jingze said, "Drinking tea, working out, listening to music … Writing."
"Writing? What interest is that? "
"Calligraphy," Gu Jingze said.
Lin Che said in surprise, "You know how to write calligraphy?"
"Of course. Grandpa taught me personally. His regular script was very famous back in the day."
Lin Che said, "Can you write one for me?"
"You're not interested. Why would you want to see that?"
"I've never seen someone really write calligraphy. To me, it's like an antique, but there's someone around me who knows how to do it …"
"…" Gu Jingze looked at her speechlessly.
Who was she calling an antique …
Gu Jingze looked at her. "That's because there's no one around you who's cultured enough to play with such things!"
"Yes, yes, yes. I'm not saying that you're an antique. I'm saying that this is really rare …"
"What kind of rubbish can someone like Qin Qing bring you?"
"…" Lin Che knew that he was angry at her for calling him an antique.
If he was angry, then so be it. Why did he have to drag these innocent people into it?
"Yes, yes, yes. There's no one better than my hubby. He knows everything, including such high-end things. Hurry up and let me have a look."
Gu Jingze harrumphed. Seeing that she was so obedient, he raised his head and asked someone to bring in a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
After a while, the things were brought over.
After laying them flat on the table, Gu Jingze picked up the brush and said to Lin Che, "I might not have written anything before."
"It's okay. Write whatever you want. I won't laugh at you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Gu Jingze had already started writing.
He didn't use much strength to write. Very quickly, beautiful black handwriting appeared on the white paper. Lin Che suddenly felt as if there was magic. Such beautiful handwriting was directly written, causing people to exclaim in surprise.
His handwriting was just like him, with a beautiful face. Every stroke was clean and neat, without the slightest feeling of sloppiness, making Hot feel very clean.
Lin Che looked at Gu Jingze with admiration. "You look good. You're amazing. Oh, I want to learn too."
Gu Jingze handed the pen to her. "Alright, give it a try. It's actually very easy. You just have to hold the pen properly and don't hesitate when you start writing."
It was easy — for him.
But to Lin Che...
She imitated Gu Jingze. Soon, a bunch of scribbles appeared on the paper.
Gu Jingze was speechless. "Can you write properly?"
"Be more serious, Lin Che. Why are your hands trembling while writing?"
"Look at you, why are you so stupid?"
"Hey, Gu Jingze, I'm not you. How can I learn it so quickly? I'm not stupid. I have to practice. You're so fierce. You scared me. How can I write?"
"…"
Gu Jingze looked at Lin Che, speechless.
Lin Che said, "Also … you write in regular script, while I write in cursive script. Can't I?"
"…" Gu Jingze tapped Lin Che's head. "You have a lot of excuses."
"Really, can't I have no talent in this area?"
"Yeah, yeah. I've never seen you have any talent in this area either."
"You have talent in finding a husband." She smiled at him. "This is the first time you've found a husband, and you've found a very, very good husband."
Gu Jingze was instantly bribed by her.
Looking at Lin Che, he moved slightly. He smiled and walked behind her. He grabbed her hand with one hand and said, "Alright, I'm such a good husband. Don't move. I'll teach you."
Gu Jingze grabbed Lin Che's arm from behind. Lin Che smiled. She could feel Gu Jingze's grip on her hand. She started writing again on a piece of white paper.
His breath was right next to her ear, making her ears feel slightly hot. Her hand was also squeezed tightly by him, as if her whole body was in his embrace.
That handsome face was almost touching her face. It felt so intimate.
Lin Che's heart was already racing. She had to rely on his strength to write a poem.
Wishing to have the one of my heart, to stay together till death.
Lin Che's heart skipped a beat.
Even though she knew it was just a poem, she couldn't help but yearn for it.
Staying together till death … What a beautiful story it would be.
Lin Che said, "Wow, look at what I wrote. It's so good. Can I hang it in my room?"
"That room has a modern style. It's so incongruous for you to hang this."
"But I want to hang it," Lin Che said.
Gu Jingze saw Lin Che's words and nodded in agreement. "Alright, you can hang it then."
"Hehe, that's great."
Seeing that Lin Che was happy, Gu Jingze rubbed her hair and breathed in her fragrance.
She closed her eyes and endured it for a while.
She closed her eyes, but her heart yearned even more.
She still wanted to walk away, but she felt her waist being held back forcefully.
She harrumphed. She felt Gu Jingze's body heat leaning towards her, rubbing against her back. "Don't move …"
"You … What are you doing …"
"I told you not to move. Come, let me look at you."
"You, you, you, don't. This is the study. Aren't you waiting for the meeting …"
"Let them wait." Gu Jingze hugged her and lifted her up forcefully. He had already placed her on his desk.
Lin Che suddenly thought that he was really going to do something. "You, you, you … Don't do this. I can't …"
"Don't move. I'm just looking at you," he said as he lifted her dress.
At home, she wore a simple dress and only a pair of underwear.
Gu Jingze held her ankle and lifted her foot up.
Lin Che cried out speechlessly, "You … What are you doing? You can't do this …" Her face was bright red. She held his arm helplessly, looking nervous.
Gu Jingze looked at her. "Don't move. I'm just looking. Really, I won't touch you."
"But …"
He kissed her lips, lingering, swallowing her panic into his mouth.
Then, he slowly kissed her downwards.
Lin Che raised her head and took deep breaths.
When she felt that his kiss had reached the darkest part of her body, she hurriedly said, "Don't do this, I …"
"Be good … I can't touch you before you recover. Just treat this as a way to satisfy my craving."
"But …"
"But what? You can't even satisfy my craving? Are you trying to suffocate me to death?"
Lin Che's face instantly turned red. How could he satisfy his craving like this?
However, Gu Jingze still kissed Lin Che bit by bit, making her lose the ability to think.
But at this moment.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
Lin Che hurriedly grabbed his arm in a panic. "No, no, someone's here. Gu Jingze."
Gu Jingze put Lin Che down and looked speechlessly at the door, looking a little gloomy.
Lin Che said, "Hurry up and wash up … You're so annoying. I said no."
He hurriedly ran into the study and brought her to the bathroom to wash up.
Gu Jingze also came in to wash up. He looked at his body and took a deep breath. He immediately felt a sense of disgust towards the people outside.
Just then, the door opened and the servant said, "Madam, the security guard said that someone is here to look for Madam."
Someone was here to look for her?
Lin Che was a little puzzled. She went out and saw that the person outside was Yang Lingxin.
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