Her body stiffened, and she vaguely thought she heard Di Fuyi's voice.
She quickly raised her head, and standing in front of her was a man with muscles all over his body, comparable to a bodybuilding coach.
Recently, Gu Xijiu often receives these flowers, plants, and strange fruits.
The single men here are just like peacocks spreading their tails in order to pursue Gu Xijiu.
It used to be that a group of rough men went to trees and picked and hunted in the mountains every day.
It was common for them to be covered in dirt and mud.
They called it manly, and they all looked like the leaders of a beggar gang.
But after Gu Xijiu came, they dressed more carefully, liked to shave their beards, washed their faces several times a day, and dressed themselves up in groups of five and six in front of Gu Xijiu, not only showing off themselves in various ways in front of her Their heroic looks and skills, sending flowers, jewelry, clothes, fresh fruits just picked, and furniture made by their own hands These people's overtures were fair and aboveboard, and although the things they gave were not worth much, they were full of sincerity.
The man who gave her the fruit at the moment was the boss of the hunting group.
His name was Bailice, a very cultural name.
He was bold and generous, but his voice was slightly similar to that of Di Fuyi, especially when he spoke in a low voice.
Gu Xijiu's heart would jump every time she heard him speak, and she wanted to give him some medicine to change his voice.
Fortunately, this crazy idea only floated in her mind and was not put into practice.
The fruit he gave was very good, with a sweet taste and a rare thing.
Gu Xijiu had eaten this kind of fruit before, and it was considered her favorite type of fruit.
Her mouth was feeling bitter at the moment, and she wanted to press it with something sweet, so she thanked her and took it.
Bailice's eyes were slightly bright.
Gu Xijiu was probably afraid of trouble and would not easily accept gifts from others.
It was rare for her to accept his gift.
He actually wanted to sit down next to Gu Xijiu, but there were people sitting on both sides of her.
Luo Zhanyu sat on the left, and Leng Ersao sat on the right.
There was no place for him to squeeze in.
I had to choose someone who was closer to her and try my best to find topics to chat with her about.
But Gu Xijiu must have really drunk too much.
She was obviously not in her right mind, and her reaction was slow, not even one beat or a half beat.
The fruit was bright red, just like the color of Xitang.
Gu Xijiu's eyes felt astringent inexplicably when she looked at the fruit, and she wanted to cry for no reason.
She is not usually a sentimental person.
As she said herself, sentimentality has nothing to do with her.
If she encounters bad things, she can just cut them off.
If you are ruthless, I will stop.
I will never force it.
But this time she did cut off the relationship with one knife, but it felt like she had cut her own nerves, the pain was piercing the bone marrow, and it gradually deepened with the passage of time.
Her lacrimal glands also seemed to be particularly developed, and she couldn't explain how trivial things would make her want to cry inexplicably.
She took a strong breath, held back her tears, and told herself that love is just like labor pains, it will stop sooner or later.
She took a bite of the fruit.
Although it tasted very sweet, she still felt it was bitter.
There were more than a dozen fruits on that branch, and they were hanging all over the branch, like little flaming red lanterns.
Gu Xijiu simply gave a portion to everyone around her, so that everyone could have a taste.
Bailice was given two, and he looked at the fruit in his hand dumbfounded
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