The cute wife is fierce and fierce: the husband holds it high

Gu Nuan lowered her head, struggling to die, "My skin is relatively thin, even a little stretching can leave marks, and I am helpless..."

How can she have Huo tingchu's helplessness.

However, he didn't even blame her. He raised his long arms, put his arms around her back, and led her towards the bedroom, and stopped at the door.

"Go take a shower and put on a coat."

"Uh..." She didn't actually have the habit of taking a bath and resting so early.

But when she thought that Lai Shaowen had touched her, she felt disgusted. She had already suppressed that feeling, and was successfully filled by Huo Tingchu's sense of existence. Now she suddenly remembered that she had an inexplicable feeling that there was something on her body. It stinks.

"Then I'll go wash it, how about you? Shall I go now?"

The man frowned, "Send me away?"

"No! I don't mean that!" How dare she, I'm living in someone else's house now, "Well, I asked sister Mimi to buy tea, and put it in the cabinet of the restaurant. You can look for it, I No bubble, you club yourself."

Huo Tingchu nodded slightly, and gently pressed his big palm on her back, "Go."

Gu Nuan swept the hair hanging from her shoulders, glanced at him, and then walked into the bedroom.

After thinking about it for a few seconds, my hand was almost touching the doorknob. Thinking about it, the door was still open, so I couldn't keep looking at him like this.

But the bathroom door is locked...

Gu Nuan didn't wash in the bathtub. She felt that the water in the bathtub was not circulating, and the parts of her body touched by Lai Shaowen couldn't be washed clean, so she stood under the shower and rinsed it over and over again, squeezing it from head to toe. I don't know how many times I ordered body wash and shampoo.

In the living room, Huo Tingchu stood in front of the bar, staring at the pink mobile phone on the table under his deep black eyes.

This is a custom-made mobile phone that he personally picked out after sending Gu Nuan back that day. He installed a location in it, entered his own number, and Tosi Mimi handed it to her.

Huo Ting clicked on the contacts at the beginning, and there were only a few people in the saved numbers, among which the word "Gu Jue" was particularly eye-catching.

The man narrowed his dark eyes, took out his mobile phone, saved Gu Jue's number in his personal mobile phone, then pressed standby, and put Gu Nuan's mobile phone back on the table.

She washed it very quickly. Considering that Huo tingchu was still there, although the washing was cumbersome, she changed into a set of two-piece pajamas and put on a coat outside, as if she had been pressed a shortcut button.

Her hair was still wet, she grabbed a change of clothes on her shoulders to separate the wet hair, walked into the living room, and saw a man smoking a cigarette standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He held a cigarette between his fingers, and the white mist slowly climbed up with his slender fingers, and finally scattered between his neatly buttoned cuffs.

There is a cup of tea on the small table next to it, and the mouth of the cup is full of thin heat.

Gu Nuan took a closer look, two pieces of tea leaves were stained on the rim of the cup, it was obvious that they had been drunk, but the tea didn't seem to have faded much.

"Is the tea not to your taste?"

Huo Ting turned around at the beginning, the seriousness between his brows hadn't completely dissipated, when he looked at Gu Nuan, his oppressive black eyes gradually regained some vitality.

"finished Wash?"

"It's finished." She answered along, and asked again stubbornly: "What flavor do you like to drink, I'll ask Sister Mimi to prepare it, so it's good to soak when you come next time."

Huo Ting picked up the teacup and took two sips in front of her, "let it cool and drink."

Gu Nuan reached out to touch it, and the temperature...was indeed just enough to enter the mouth.

Afraid of scalding his mouth, Gu Nuan quickly reached out to take it, and put it on the low table, "Then stop drinking."

Huo Tingchu raised his hand and patted her on the back, "come here."

She just looked up, and Huo tingchu had already passed by.

Gu Nuan followed him subconsciously, from the window to the sofa. He sat on the armrest of the sofa, and gave her a long box with ancient carved wood patterns, "For you."

"For me?" She immediately thought it was a gift from Huo Tingchu on a business trip, but after thinking about it, her eyes lit up, "Mr. Gu Pingzhang's calligraphy and painting?"

"Ah."

Gu Nuan was so excited that she couldn't hold back, [-] million, this is [-] million!No no no, this is priceless.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to wash my hands."

She held the box in both hands, and placed it on the coffee table devoutly, almost kneeling down on her knees.

A second ago, he was still as quiet as a seed, but when he let go of his hands, he suddenly jumped out like a rabbit, ran to the kitchen to clean his hands, and wiped them dry repeatedly, and then returned to the coffee table, his eyes were fixed. Staring at the ancient wooden box, after several rounds of deep breathing, she asked Huo Tingchu: "I opened it?"

The man gestured with his eyes.

Gu Nuan took a deep breath, opened the box, and held out the calligraphy and painting with both hands, as if holding an imperial decree.

"I'm so excited, I'm going to open it, I opened it!"

Huo Tingchu nodded, took a puff of cigarette, and there was a doting smile in his eyes behind the light smoke.

Gu Nuan really let Gu Nuan open it by herself, but she dared not. If it was damaged, it would be to gouge out the flesh from her heart.

"You...you help me."

Gu Nuan went to Huo Tingchu's side, and tried to pass the calligraphy and painting to him. Huo Tingchu doted on her very much, so he took it subconsciously, and opened it with Gu Nuan.

Her appearance as if she had obtained a rare treasure moved Huo tingchu a lot.

"Can a pair of calligraphy and painting make you so excited?"

Gu Nuan shook her head, her eyes never leaving calligraphy and painting, "No, I can't appreciate anything else, I just like old Mr. Gu Pingzhang, his paintings are not often put up for auction, this is the second time, the first time I can't afford to buy one, oh, and I still have a pair in my room, it was when I was a kid..."

Suddenly, the joy on her little face quickly faded like a torrent, and she raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were inexplicably illusory.

Huo Tingchu put his big hand on the top of her head, and asked in a mellow voice, "how is it?"

Gu Nuan pursed her lips, her whole body seemed tense.

After being silent for a while, the words that I opened my mouth seemed to be scattered by the wind, "That is the only relic left to me by my father. That day... the picture frame was slightly flawed, so I sent it to be repaired. When I got it back, I put it in the It was outside the door, and before it could be hung, a fire broke out that night, and when the fire brigade made an inventory later, the painting was kept far away from the source of the fire, but the corners were also burnt."

Huo Tingchu vaguely remembered that he had seen it in Gu Nuan's bedroom.

An oil painting of sunflowers. In the lower right corner, there is a little girl in a floral dress holding a small sunflower in her hand, looking up at the sunflower in the center of the painting, or looking at the sunlight on the sky through the sunflower.