One Thought Marriage: Young Master Gu, Don't Be Tsundere

The air was instantly quiet.

For a long time, Lu Qin'an opened his mouth with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, but his whole body froze there, unable to make any reaction.

Gu Zhong quietly lowered his eyes, stared at her for a moment, looked at her slightly messy hair, stretched out his long fingers almost subconsciously, and hooked the hair hanging from the corner of the forehead, and then, the warm fingertips fell on Lu Lu. On Qin'an's ear.

He even stroked his earlobe...

"So ears, all right."

This sentence has been replaced with a declarative sentence, without any doubts, every word is so firm and calm.

Lu Qin'an opened her lips and couldn't speak for a moment. She raised her eyes and saw the man's increasingly gloomy gaze and his gradually tightening cheek lines.

After thinking about it, he wanted to explain, "It just got better suddenly, Uncle Fourth...Maybe I was too anxious just now."

Gu Chongshen was not in a hurry to poke her, but just looked at her and smiled inscrutably, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

For a long time, Lu Qin'an bit her lip and turned her head rapidly but still couldn't find any suitable reason.

Until a man's deep voice came from above his head, as if it had been rubbed in his throat for a long time, "Don't lie in front of Fourth Uncle..."

too clumsy.

His voice was hoarse, and his body was still cold from the outside, and the place where his fingers touched her ears suddenly began to feel cold.

Lu Qin'an heard his order in a steady voice, "Take your wife back to reflect."

After speaking, the person left directly.

The pace is slow.

Lu Qin'an knew that his leg injury was still not healed, so he tried not to walk as much as possible, but he insisted on going to the company and refused to take a wheelchair. Now that he heard the voices getting lighter and heavier, he didn't know if he was pressing on the wound.

"Madam, you'd better go with us."

The elevator door opened and closed behind her, Lu Qin'an lowered her head and looked at her shoes quietly, her current appearance could be vaguely reflected on the bare floor, like an abandoned clown.

The two bodyguards looked at each other and couldn't help urging, "If you don't leave, sir will be even angrier..."

Why don't she go.

Lu Qin'an stomped her feet, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

Isn't it just self-reflection, yes, she was wrong to pretend to be deaf, she should just reflect on it, but every point counts, he'd better be able to explain Mo Yurong's matter clearly!

……

Until it was dark, Gu's house had been ringing all afternoon, and the kitchen was still making noise.

At the dining table, the already hungry chest was leaning against the back, eating and eating, lying on the table, holding chopsticks in his hand...

"Mommy, are you alright?"

Lu Qin'an did not respond, there was still a sound in the kitchen, accompanied by the woman's exclamation, it seemed that something had happened.

On the contrary, sitting across from Chi Chi hugged him, staring quietly at the book in his hand, without raising his head, he said, "Chi Chi, this is the ninth time you have asked."

It’s okay if he didn’t remind me. When he mentioned this, Xiaoroutuanzi pouted his lips and frowned his delicate eyebrows, “Because I’m hungry after eating! Mommy insists on cooking by herself, let Grandma Wang do the cooking.” It's already ready to eat..."

Little Routuanzi raised her head, and the servant she mentioned was by the kitchen. She looked at her helplessly, and comforted her softly, "It will be ready soon, miss, you can have some snacks first."

"She has eaten all the snacks." Huo Bao picked up the plate on the table, and there was only a piece of paper left in it, and the rest was empty.

She let out a long sigh, Baozi's face was completely sunken, she propped her chin with her hands, and looked pitifully at the direction of the kitchen.

Hugging seems to be a habit. In the small cradle beside him, the little guy is lying there sleeping quietly. Now he wakes up on time at mealtime, but he doesn't cry, and his small, pink hand shrinks. In the sleeves, he scratched randomly a few times, and occasionally babbled and yelled a few words.

He likes to hug and eat, but his sister is usually good, but when she is hungry, she has a very, very bad temper, so she simply puts him by her side when she hugs her.

Only then did Huo Bao finally put down the book in his hand, lowered his eyes to tease the little guy, hugged him in his arms, and put on the diaper again.

"Yeah..."

The little guy tried his best to stretch his arms, the sleeves were too long, and he took a hug to get those little hands out, and then let him lie in his arms, his eyes raised, "Eat, eat, go and look outside, old man I'll have food when I get back."

Little Routuanzi looked at him suspiciously, and after hesitating for two seconds, he quickly jumped off the chair.

She moves quickly.

Just outside the entrance, the iron door outside Gu's house was pulled open, a black car drove in, the driver got out of the car and opened the door, and saw the long and familiar figure with keen eyes.

"father!"

The little meat dumpling screamed suddenly, and started waving its little hands from afar.

Hearing the voice, the man subconsciously looked towards this side. His straight figure seemed to be carried by the wind when he walked. Even though the injury hadn't healed and he couldn't even operate his hand flexibly, the cold and stern breath by his side was enough to make people shy away.

Just eating is not afraid.

She smiled with crooked eyebrows, and just ran towards Gu Zhongshen, happily tugging at the man's sleeve, "Father, if you don't come back to eat, you will starve to death."

Gu Chongshen didn't know why, but the palms of his hands were held by those little hands, and they grabbed him and walked in.

Little Routuanzi knew his injury, although he was in a hurry, he walked very slowly.

All the way to the dining room, there was a warm light above his head that suited his appetite, and he sat on the side hugging his younger brother, holding a bottle in his hand to feed him.

And there were noises in the kitchen.

"An'an, it's time for dinner."

After hugging and shouting loudly, there was an exclamation from inside, as if something fell to the ground.

Gu Chongshen's whole body tensed up, and he almost subconsciously wanted to step up and walk in.

But that gloomy face seemed to suddenly think of something, and the steps that had just been raised stopped immediately, and then quietly walked to his seat and sat down.

When Lu Qin'an came out of the kitchen with the dishes, he bumped into the man's eyes as black as ink, and the man was dressed in a straight suit and sat upright on the seat.

She put the dish down carefully.

"Hurry up, Mommy... eat and help you."

The little meat dumpling can't wait to start, but Gu's house rule is that it cannot be started until the dishes are finished and everyone is present.

The old lady went to a relative's house for the past few days and was not there. Everyone else had already sat down properly, and now they just waited for the dishes to be served.

After she finished speaking, she got off the chair straight away and ran to the kitchen to bring the food.

The dining table is a bit high, although it can be placed on it, it is a bit difficult.

He hugged and stretched out his hand to help her pick it up.

While putting away the things, he said inadvertently, "I know how to eat and go to help."

The little guy in his arms hugged the bottle and fell asleep again accidentally.

Gu Zhongshen heard that his thin lips were tight, and the lines of his cheeks were extremely hard, so he only looked in his direction, and then lifted his thin lips with narrowed eyes, "Give it to me, brother."

Huo Bao snorted softly, and made a gesture to pass the little guy over.

But before he fell into Gu Zhongshen's arms, he heard an exclamation from above his head, and someone cut his beard from the middle and took the little guy away.

Lu Qin'an scolded him, "Fourth Uncle's hand injury is still not healed, so he can't hold the child."

Hugged and "huh", "There is a good one that can serve you food at least."

"Brother, you've already stopped eating and drinking, so sit down and eat!"

Little Routuanzi couldn't wait to pick up her pink bowl.

Perhaps the dishes were so delicious that even the old man beside her picked up the bowl quickly...

"Go wash your hands."

As soon as Lu Qin'an put the little guy back in the cradle, he saw the father and daughter anxiously trying to move their chopsticks.

Little Routuanzi let out an "oh" in disappointment, but she moved quickly, jumped off the chair and rushed into the kitchen, washed her hands and came out, and it took less than 20 seconds.

After drying his little hands on the towel, he tilted his head suspiciously, "Aren't you going, Dad?"

"Wash your hands before and after meals, adults should also pay attention to hygiene."

Gu Zhongshen's face darkened, his thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line.

The chopsticks in his hand had already landed on a shrimp, and before he picked it up, he was completely blocked by the words of the little meat dumpling.

Suddenly speechless.

The atmosphere at the table was tense for a while.

The old man remained motionless, while the others looked at him blankly, as if waiting for him to come back after washing his hands.

He couldn't help it, and finally got up after two seconds of stalemate, with that cold expression, as if washing his hands would kill him.

"So salty..."

Little Routuanzi tasted a piece of pork belly, thinking that Mommy made it so hard that it took a lot of effort to swallow it.

Huo Bao also nodded in embarrassment, "It's a bit salty, An An, you put too much salt."

As if he was afraid that she would be unhappy, Huo Bao hurriedly added, "But I have improved a lot, and I can eat it."

As for the little meat dumpling, although the servants have spoiled their mouths, they have long been used to Lu Qin'an's dark cooking, so it doesn't take much effort to eat them now.

It was Gu Chongshen who just took his seat.

Peeled off the shrimp and took a bite, spit it out, and said in a gentle voice, "The sauce is too sweet."

Lu Qin'an didn't speak, but quickly put her best turbot into the man's bowl, "Then you try this."

The old man squinted his eyes, quickly picked out the fishbone and put it in his mouth, and he had a new evaluation within two seconds.

"Not tasty."

"And the ribs, the ribs are just a little salty."

Gu Chongshen let out a "huh" and ate a piece. This time, he finally chewed a few more times under the eyes of everyone, but in the end he just swallowed it with difficulty.

"It's really salty."

He put down his chopsticks and didn't move again.

The atmosphere at the table froze instantly.

Lu Qin'an quickly picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and there were various problems with the few dishes.

Either the taste is too salty or too bland, and there are even some that look good but taste weird, like they are undercooked.

But no matter what...it won't be so hard to swallow or unable to enter the mouth.

From the beginning to the end, Gu Chongshen only ate two mouthfuls of plain rice, and did not do anything else.

She subconsciously clenched her lips, her nose was astringent, "Why don't you just eat something... I have used up all the ingredients in the kitchen and there is nothing left, so I can't be hungry at night. At worst, I won't do it next time .”