The girl had just finished bathing, holding a large basin in her hand, which contained the clothes she had changed out of, her black and smooth hair casually draped over her shoulders.
Apparently, she couldn't wait for it to completely dry after the wash, the tips of her hair still held a bit of dampness, scattering over her fair collarbone, shoulders, and the beautiful butterfly bones of her back, while her chest also showed some watermarks from the dripping drops...
Without the straw hat and experimental suit of the daytime, nor the face smeared with mud, the girl's skin, freshly bathed, glowed with a natural flush, her vivacious eyes as if brimming with the clear water of a stream, her pretty lips like cherries in summer, and her whole being tender as freshly plucked scallions.
Qi Yue was not of that blatantly stunning type of beauty, just like a nameless flower on the cliff, weathered by countless snows and rains, covered in mud and scars, yet still spirited and gleaming, moving but innocently unaware...
Gu Huai probably didn't at all expect to suddenly run into such a scene, his expression instantly froze, but in a moment, immediately turned his phone face down.
Qi Yue put down the basin, put on a long-sleeved jacket, and then immediately reached for her phone, only to realize she had forgotten to end the video call, but the screen on the other end was black.
So Qi Yue tentatively spoke up, "Uh, Gu Huai... are you asleep?"
"Gu Huai...?"
Just when Qi Yue thought Gu Huai had fallen asleep and was about to hang up disappointedly, the phone screen finally lit up, and Gu Huai's face appeared.
Gu Huai: "I'm here."
The man's complexion was as ever, calm and composed, only the corners of his eyes gradually taking on a tinge of red...
From this angle, Qi Yue did not notice the blood-red of the other's ears.
"Oh, I'm done bathing, sorry for making you wait..."
The girl in the screen had already put on her long-sleeved jacket, but her hair was still a bit wet.
"First, dry your hair," Gu Huai spoke.
"No need, it'll dry on its own in a bit!" Qi Yue said nonchalantly.
Gu Huai wore a smile, but his tone left no room for negotiation: "Otherwise, shall we talk tomorrow?"
Qi Yue: "I'll go dry it now!!!"
Why did this man have to be so insistent on her hair?
Did her wet hair affect him in some way?
Wanting to coax him into a proper conversation, Qi Yue had no choice but to hurriedly go and blow-dry her hair.
When she returned to the video, Gu Huai's face had regained its usual gentleness, and he spoke patiently: "Do you have anything you want to ask me?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Qi Yue first turned her back, then with a wave of her small hand, a big net bag of potatoes was thrown against the phone camera.
"Look at the potatoes I planted, how are they?"
Looking at such a big bag of potatoes, Gu Huai's face: "..."
The touch of red at the corners of his eyes gradually dissipated, and Gu Huai looked down and smiled: "Pretty good, they all look nice."
"I'm telling you, compared to other crops, planting potatoes is really inconvenient, their reproduction coefficient is too low..." Qi Yue had already swiftly entered into an academic discussion mode.
Gu Huai nodded: "Yes, so Professor Shen's research direction is to solve the self-incompatibility issue of potatoes..."
"Exactly! That's truly revolutionary innovation!"
...
When Song Qiuqiu came back holding late-night snacks, what she saw was Qi Yue video-calling the dream-man of thousands of sisters, discussing the issue of hybrid potatoes...
It was really...
Refreshingly unconventional!