The Almighty Wife explodes

Gu Yancheng was shocked by her words.

As if unable to understand her thoughts, he asked suspiciously: "If you really want money, I'll give it to you, me"

"No, no, I don't like people giving me money directly, so this matter has been decided so happily. If you have any incomprehension in the future, please ask me directly. There is no need to waste money on others .”

Meng Yao looked determined.

Gu Yancheng opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Forget it, since she said so, just give it to her.

But at this moment, the rose in Meng Yao's hand attracted all his attention.

The roses are red as fire, which is especially an eyesore.

He took a deep breath and pointed to the rose.

"How do you explain this?"

Meng Yao snorted softly, "Wen Yulai gave it to me. I was about to carry it out and throw it away. At this moment, you and Chen Song came over and happened to bump into each other."

"Oh." The jealousy in Gu Yancheng's heart finally dissipated a lot.

He glanced at the rose, and felt that it was an eyesore.

Dissatisfied, Gu Yancheng took the rose from her hand and placed it in Chen Song's hand.

"You go and throw this rose." After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Meng Yao, "You said you wanted to throw it away, so I can let Chen Song throw it away."

He didn't want this rose to be an eyesore.

Meng Yao glanced at him angrily, but felt very satisfied in her heart.

"If I have any opinions, I will naturally listen to you."

She could feel that Gu Yancheng cared about her, so she bent her eyes, and a wave of sweetness welled up in her heart.

When she thought about this morning again, she felt a little nervous again, so she straightened her expression, and said to Gu Yancheng with a serious face.

"You deal with Su Xiyuan, or don't blame me for being angry."

Gu Yancheng nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, I will definitely take care of that matter, and usually I don't talk to her at all, so don't worry."

Meng Yao hummed lightly.

Noticing that Gu Yancheng's gaze was still sweeping over her body, she couldn't help but speak.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?"

Gu Yancheng touched his nose, and looked away, "Do you like roses?"

"Ok?"

Meng Yao didn't expect her to ask this question, so she was a little stunned.

Under her surprised gaze, Gu Yancheng considered his words and said, "If you like, I can also give it to you."

Meng Yao snorted, and then thought of their straight male aesthetics, and then asked, "You don't mean to give me pink, do you?"

Gu Yancheng suddenly showed a shocked expression, looking at her as if looking at a demigod.

If facial expressions could speak, Gu Yancheng must be saying: How do you know!

Oh my god, this straight man actually wants to send pink roses.

Meng Yao suddenly showed an indescribable expression, "You can send goodbye, but can you not send pink, that is something that little girls like, I prefer simple and elegant ones."

After she finished speaking, she didn't stop the car, thinking that he was going to give her a birthday present next month, so she spoke out all at once.

"Also, don't give me those pink and tender things for my birthday next month. I prefer simple ones."

After she finished speaking, she found that there was something wrong with Gu Yancheng's expression.

He took a deep breath, and then asked, "How do you know that I'm going to give you something pink and tender on your birthday next month?"