Chapter 272 You Are Me, the Reason for Being Good-Tempered (10)

"I'm tired from shopping." Because Ben was lying, Qin Zhi'ai replied very simply.

"Did you buy anything?" Gu Yusheng lowered his eyes, took a sip of coffee calmly, and asked.

"No." Qin Zhi'ai realized that such an answer was too perfunctory, and then said, "After shopping around, I didn't see anything I liked, so I didn't buy it."

Gu Yusheng still kept his downcast appearance, but no one knew that he was holding the coffee cup with his fingertips with astonishing strength.

He knew better than anyone else that she didn't go shopping at all, but after he got home from SPK, he kept looking at his phone, hoping to receive a consumption reminder from the bank.

However, time passed by bit by bit, he smoked one cigarette after another, seeing that the pack of cigarettes had run out, and he never waited for the consumption information of her credit card.

The feeling of waiting was really uncomfortable, and he felt a faint pain in his chest.

Now she came back and stood in front of him, answering his questions with a calm face, as if every word she said was telling the truth.

Gu Yusheng's chest, which was hurting, became more painful as if it was being torn fiercely by someone's hands.

He pursed his lips hard, and then there was a "click" in his ear, and then the coffee cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Following Qin Zhi'ai's low cry, Gu Yusheng's hand holding the coffee was firmly grasped by her: "Are you all right?"

Almost at the moment when her fingertips touched his fingertips, Gu Yusheng waved his hand violently without thinking, and slammed her hand away from his own.

Because of the excessive force, she was thrown and hit the desk beside her, her waist just hit the corner of the desk, and she let out a very soft cry of pain.

Although the sound was very imperceptible, it still penetrated into Gu Yusheng's ears clearly.

His body trembled slightly, and then he turned his head to look at Qin Zhi'ai.

As the girl's painfully pale face hit his eyes, his sanity suddenly came back, and then he lowered his head, looked at his palm, and found that he had just crushed the handle of the coffee cup abruptly, The tile pierced into the palm, with blood dripping out.

So, she just came to grab his hand because she saw that he was injured?

Anger and boredom were immediately replaced by heartache and annoyance. He took a step forward without thinking, stretched out his other good hand, and pulled her arm: "Are you all right?"

Qin Zhi'ai lowered her eyes and shook her head.

Her detached appearance seemed to have stabbed Gu Yusheng hard in the heart, making him regret even more. He pursed his lips, and without thinking, he said again: "It was mine just now. The problem, I'm afraid that the broken porcelain in my hand will hurt your hand."

Qin Zhi'ai, who thought it was Gu Yusheng who was about to get angry again, breathed a sigh of relief when she heard these words, raised her eyelids, and secretly looked at Gu Yusheng.

Gu Yusheng was afraid that Qin Zhi'ai would face him with that timid look again, and when he saw her looking at him, he hurriedly said, "Where did you hit just now? Does it still hurt? Do you want me to call Dr. Xia over to have a look?"

"No, no need..." Qin Zhi'ai shook her head hastily, knowing that he was not angry, she became more courageous, so she held his injured hand again: "I'm fine, but you, you have to deal with the wound quickly."

Gu Yusheng didn't make a sound, and let Qin Zhi'ai lead him to sit in front of the sofa.

He stared at her for a while as she lowered her head and carefully treated the wound, then turned to look out the window.

He knew that his temper had always been bad, especially when facing her, he would always lose control, but she didn't know that she was the reason for him to lose control and the reason for his good temper.