Gu Shao's naughty little cute wife

Gu Yanming frowned solemnly, staring at him closely to show that he was not reconciled, so the second one was also put on the agenda. As a result, it was obvious that they could meet, and then Qin Han never allowed him to do anything again.

Although Gu Yanming was not reconciled, he had no choice but to be squeezed out by the two women, and he was even forbidden to watch beside him, so he had no choice but to sit on the sofa and watch TV.

During the period, Mu Yanran's phone rang, and he took it to her. Mu Yanran still had flour on her hands, and Gu Yanming thoughtfully helped to hold it, but before she could say a few words, Mu Yanran's expression became sad.

"Understood, thank you Dad."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yanran still took the phone with her flour-stained hands. She tapped the screen lightly with her fingertips, and after seeing the message on it, she was silent for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Gu Yanming seemed to have seen her accept a red envelope.

Mu Yanran's voice was a little choked up: "It's my father's New Year's red envelope. I didn't go home for the New Year this year, but he still gave me a red envelope."

Qin Han listened to it, feeling a little sentimental, after all, the child was celebrating the new year at Gu's house, so naturally he couldn't care about his own parents.

"If you miss him, I'll accompany you back after the second day of junior high school."

Gu Yanming said this with emotion, but he actually had such a plan early in the morning.

"Well, it's okay, we'll talk about it when the time comes." Mu Yanran sniffed her nose, and found that even her nose was covered with flour, and her whole face turned into a big face on the blackened screen of the phone.

"Then let's continue making dumplings."

Gu Yanming took her mobile phone and stretched out his thumb to help her wipe her face. Mu Yanran felt that Qin Han was watching, and felt a little embarrassed, and avoided his touch after a few moments.

"Yanran is fine. If you want to do something happy during the Chinese New Year, just treat this place as your own home." Qin Han smiled, and the more he looked at Mu Yanran, the more pleasing to his eyes.