Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 811 - 814 Luo Xi Goes Missing 2

But, I just can’t tell you.

That Gu Shaocheng was desolate, irritable, and fragile.

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It was a sunny Tuesday, and Gu Shaocheng had slept from morning ’til afternoon. Chenxing had walked into the bedroom several times, to find the quilt bulging high, the man sleeping so peacefully.

The little maid squatted beside him, naughtily imitating his features. The moment she pinched his nose, she was mercilessly swatted away.

Chenxing snickered secretly, taking a feather to tickle him.

The man, groggy from sleep, moved his hand, swatting it away, and murmured as if talking in his sleep, "Stop it!"

"Get up, lazy pig. You didn’t have lunch, aren’t you hungry?"

Turning over, Gu Shaocheng continued to sleep soundly, ignoring her.

Chenxing, not willing to give up, ran to the other side to continue pestering him, "Have something to eat and then sleep. Who sleeps in broad daylight?"

Annoyed by her disturbance, Gu Shaocheng suddenly opened his eyes with a bit of sleep in his voice, "Will you let me sleep or not?"

She pursed her lips innocently.

Quickly retreating her hands behind her back, she mumbled, "Fine, lazy pig. I’ll go out and stop bothering you."

But come bedtime in the evening, the same man turned exceedingly spirited. When Chenxing, clutching the blanket, just wanted to fall asleep, he caught her legs, twisting her into his favorite position, lying in his embrace weeping softly.

She protested loudly, "I want to sleep; I’m so tired. I’m dead tired, you jerk..."

The man, well-rested and fed, dismissed all her protests, embracing her and kissing her fervently, "It’s a beautiful moment; why sleep? Play with me..."

Wuwu, of course he thought it was a beautiful moment; he had slept all day. She had not been a lazy pig during the day. Didn’t he have any sense of normal time?

This pattern continued for three whole days.

Gu Shaocheng turned into a big lazy pig by day, only to become wildly energetic at night.

On the fourth day, Chenxing absolutely refused to let him sleep during the day, pulling off the sheets and quilt, "Get up! Get up! I need to wash the sheets. Move over, lazy pig!"

Gu Shaocheng moved to the sofa with his pillow to continue sleeping.

Chenxing charged over with a feather duster, "Move! Move! It’s cleaning day, don’t block me from doing my work!"

He lazily opened one eye, smiling creepily.

"Chenxing, are you asking for a spanking?"

But his sinister smile didn’t intimidate Chenxing in the slightest; she shoved a mop into his hands, "Quit your yapping. You mop the floor!"

"I’ve never done such things like mopping the floor in my life; have all the maids in the house kicked the bucket?"

"I gave them the day off," Chenxing said, hands on her hips, glaring at him, "Are you mopping or not?"

"Call the bodyguard to do it!"

"So, will you mop or not? If you don’t, we’ll sleep in separate rooms tonight, and I’ll go stay with my mom."

Such a severe threat left Gu Shaocheng weighing his options, on one hand to continue his extended nap and on the other, the prospect of no nighttime activities. The scale wavered undecided...

Half an hour later, a tall and strapping man was slightly hunched over, with a mop in hand. When the bodyguard came looking for something and saw this scene, the bodyguard’s eye twitched uncontrollably, as if he was choked up. It took a while before he came to his senses, quickly rushing to grab the mop and eager to volunteer, "Sir, let me do it. I’ll mop."

Gu Shaocheng, who had long been enslaved by Chenxing and was desperate to escape, handed over the mop to the bodyguard like it was a hot potato, followed by a gesture for silence.