Erosion Bone Pet Marriage: Good morning, my wife

Gu Nanshu froze there, at a loss.

"What compensation do you want, as long as I can do it, I can..." Her voice became weaker and her thoughts went astray, and her mind was filled with images of shame.

In the past, no matter how much Lu Jingchen irritated her, she wouldn't be able to say such words.

But today, there was an inexplicable puncture in her chest, her heart tightened instantly, and she felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.

Who would have imagined that Lu Jingchen, that superficially flirtatious playboy, would guard No. [-] Sioux City by himself for six years...

In Gu Nanshu's eyes, he was condescending and cynical, and he suddenly expressed his thoughts in such a humble way, which was really hard for her to accept and made her feel distressed.

"You can guess what Mrs. Lu is thinking by moving your toes... Tsk tsk..." Lu Jingchen shook his head indifferently, squinted his eyes and smiled lightly, "Eight years ago, I wanted to please men with my own The body, eight years later, is still the same. Mrs. Lu, sometimes you are quite boring."

Gu Nanshu's face turned red all of a sudden.

"I really don't know why I, Lu Jingchen, fell in love with a woman like you..."

Drowsing eyes, curling lips, and smiling slightly.

Lu Jingchen didn't make fun of her anymore, but raised his finger to the kitchen door: "I've already made up my mind. Mrs. Lu should go take a bath first, there are still many things to do today."

Gu Nanshu was startled, and pointed to the ingredients in front of him: "Don't you need me to help you?"

Lu Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "Can you help?"

Gu Nanshu twitched the corners of his mouth and left the kitchen silently.

Of course she can't help, the pinnacle of her culinary skills probably stayed in that brief love eight years ago.

When Gu Nanshu came out of the shower, Lu Jingchen had already prepared the meal.

Shredded eel in oil, boiled okra and stewed black chicken soup are all home-cooked dishes, but when he puts them on the plate with his hands, it has a sense of high-end dining at a Michelin restaurant.

Lu Jingchen had put on his shirt again at some point, with the two buttons on the collar unbuttoned, revealing his wheat-colored texture, which was extremely seductive.

While picking up vegetables for Gu Nanshu, he explained lightly: "The kitchen is full of oily smoke and high temperature, which will stuffy the wound."

Gu Nanshu was stunned.

So he didn't mean to tease her just now, he just followed the doctor's advice.

"Oh." She was digging through the food in the bowl, not even daring to look up into the man's eyes.

For a moment, the whole living room was surprisingly quiet.

Probably because of stomach problems, Lu Jingchen didn't have much appetite. After two bites, he put down his chopsticks, looked at the toughened glass with his slender fingers, and looked sideways at the silent woman: "Why don't you talk? I cook, it doesn't taste good ?”

"Cough!" Gu Nanshu choked sharply: "It's delicious."

After pausing for a while, he bit his lip and said, "Didn't you say it? Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep."

Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking.

In the past, when eating in the old house, this was the rule set by Lu Jingchen.

Lu Jingchen raised his eyebrows, "That's for outsiders to hear."

"Who is the outsider?" Gu Nanshu raised his head, his black eyes sparkling.

Lu Jingchen smiled, raised his hand and rolled up his cuffs unconsciously: "Everyone except Mrs. Lu is outsiders."

Then she is insider.

Gu Nanshu opened his face coldly, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help trembling. The taste of the black-bone chicken soup he drank somehow changed, sweet from his lips all the way to his throat.

"I let Xie Hui go through your resignation process. Starting tomorrow, Zoya will take over the position of director of the design department."