cooking fresh wife

Looking at this dreamlike scene, Gu Qingyu smiled slightly: "You arranged all of these?"

The dignified president, how could she not be moved by carefully preparing these things.

"No!" Xie Changxuan answered simply.

Gu Qingyu: "..." In this situation, is he trying to sabotage it?

"It's Song Yuxin's cousin's idea." Xie Changxuan said bluntly, maybe this is the character of a straight man, yes, no, no, he won't tell some lies against his will just to please her.

"She is a writer of novels. She is good at it and has more ideas." Xie Changxuan also forgot to explain why he was looking for Song Yuxin.

Gu Qing said silently!

Straight men should be like him.

"Do you like it?" Xie Changxuan asked, to him, such an arrangement didn't make much sense, that's why he had doubts in his heart.

Lu Qingyu nodded slightly: "I like it, Yuxin really has a big brain and a rich imagination."

"Although I didn't arrange all of this, I prepared today's dinner." Xie Changxuan took Gu Qingyu's hand, walked to the dining table and sat down.

Xie Changxuan is good at western food, so of course it is mainly western food, but what surprises people is Chinese food.

"You made this too?" Lu Qingyu asked incredulously, pointing at the charcoal-grilled fish on the dining table.

"Well, I just learned, I know you like fish, but I don't know if it suits your taste." Xie Changxuan has enough confidence in Western food, but he has no confidence in Chinese food, even if he has a very high talent.

In addition, Gu Qingyu is the chef of Chinese food, and he seems to be playing tricks in front of her, and even a little nervous. If she doesn't like it, will he also not like it?

Gu Qingyu picked up the chopsticks, took a sip out of curiosity, and happily said, "Well, Xie Changxuan, I didn't expect you to be able to cook Chinese food so well, it's very difficult to cook like charcoal grilled fish, I'm afraid I can't do without you At this level, the meat is tasty, salty, and sweet are just right."

After receiving Gu Qingyu's praise, Xie Changxuan was slightly relieved, even he didn't feel his nervousness.

"I like it, why don't you let me cook for you for the rest of your life." Xie Changxuan said seriously.

The marriage proposal just now was made by Zhang Mi and Song Yuxin, and Gu Qingyu agreed to it. Without them, how would she respond?

The unexpected confession made Gu Qingyu's face red with embarrassment: "Is this your second confession?"

"Because I want to hear you promise me personally." Xie Changxuan was very serious.

Gu Qingyu smiled brightly: "Okay, as long as you don't get bored, I'm really happy to eat your cooking every day, but I'm afraid that one day you'll get bored."

"No!" Xie Changxuan's tone was very firm.

What happened during this period, especially when Gu Qingyu was in danger, the fear of losing made him more sure of his heart.

It turned out that before he knew it, his heart had slowly fallen into the love net he had woven, and Gu Qingyu had become an indispensable part of his life.

"Xie Changxuan, I like you." Gu Qingyu raised her eyes, looked directly at him, and said what she wanted to say.

Feelings are never one-sided. When Xie Changxuan gave his heart, Gu Qingyu did not.

Thinking back when his memory was confused, she was mistaken for his wife by him, maybe from the moment of acting, she has slowly integrated into the role.

It is difficult to enter the play, but it is not easy to get out of the play.

The four eyes are facing each other, looking at each other, there is affection in the eyes besides affection.

**
The two people who were disgusted, while cursing and unknowingly walked to the lawn in the distance, they discovered the extraordinarily beautiful night sky.

The two sat on the ground, looking up at the sky, where the stars were shining brightly.

"Is your boss really that bad? Anyway, I planned this romantic proposal." Song Yuxin was angry.

Zhang Mi touched the tip of his nose and remained silent. He knew what kind of person his boss was, and he liked doing things like crossing rivers and demolishing bridges the most.

"If I had known that he was such a worthless person, I shouldn't have agreed to help him, and let him find his own way to see how he proposes." Song Yuxin couldn't calm down.

Zhang Mi comforted: "Okay, don't be angry, in fact it's not appropriate for us to stay here, if they kiss, we'll be embarrassed too."

"Me!" Song Yuxin was dumbfounded, as if she had the same reasoning.

After scolding, there was a moment of silence, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward.

Zhang Mi cleared his throat and turned his head to look at Song Yuxin. The reflection of the moon made him lose his mind for a moment.

The two of them have been together for a whole day today, fighting and arguing, he has never thought that Song Yuxin is so outstanding, maybe he has been by Xie Changxuan's side for a long time, he has seen all kinds of beauties.

But at this moment, he actually felt that Song Yuxin's beauty was so different.

"Hey, what do you think they are doing now?" Song Yuxin turned her head and asked curiously.

The sudden eye contact made Zhang Mi glance away in panic, cleared his throat to cover up his panic, and pretended to be calm and said, "How could I know that."

Song Yuxin looked up at the sky, and started her own fantasy: "I think, now the two must be recalling all the past, and then cuddling together, looking at the stars, talking about love, and finally having the most affectionate kiss."

"Are you all so imaginative in writing novels?" Zhang Mi asked jokingly, in fact, to cover up the strange emotions in his heart.

Song Yuxin said arrogantly: "Of course, if you don't have a rich imagination, how can you write a good novel? Let me tell you that there is nothing we can't write, only you can't think of it."

"Send me a link, and let me see how big your brain is." Zhang Mi joked.

Getting along with Song Yuxin made him relax unconsciously, and even his tone couldn't help but relax a lot.

The feeling of being tense every day has already disappeared at this moment.

"Hehe!" Song Yuxin laughed dryly: "I think it's better to forget it, the novel I wrote is not suitable for you to read."

It was hard for her to imagine a big man reading a romance novel.

"Why?" Zhang Mi was puzzled: "Actually, I am still very interested in reading."

He may not even feel it in his tone, but he is approaching her in a flattering manner, and even wants to know her preferences and have a common topic with her.

"Eh..." Song Yuxin squeezed out a embarrassed smile, and finally took out her mobile phone: "I'll send you the link, but you are not allowed to laugh after reading it."

Think about what you write, isn’t it just for others to read?There is no distinction between men and women in reading novels, and she occasionally reads men's novels.

Besides, people insisted that it didn't seem very good for her to keep refusing.

"Of course not!" Song Yuxin's sharing made Zhang Mi very happy.