good night warlord

Thousands of wears, no flattery.

When Gu Qingyi said this, Melinda couldn't help but think of Yan's beautiful and happy future in the future and wartime:

"That's natural, but stay away from Shi Yan in the future, otherwise, my gun will not recognize people." The anger on Melinda's face subsided a lot, but she still did not forget to warn Gu Qingyi.

However, Melinda's anger subsided, but a low air pressure rose in the kitchen.

It was from that man, Wartime Yan.

"I didn't expect Ms. Li to be so good at studying the relationship between men and women."

No matter what the man said, Gu Qingyi felt awkward no matter how she heard it. Facing the man's deep eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty:
"Mr. Zhan praised it. I'm just giving some suggestions. I don't know if it will be useful to Mr. Zhan."

"You really want to match me and Melinda?"

An inexplicable question, Gu Qingyi's face turned pale, but Melinda smiled after hearing it.

Gu Qingyi didn't know how to explain this question, and always felt that it was not good to say it. She had no choice but to persuade Melinda like that, but Yan Yan obviously didn't understand her difficulties during the war. In his eyes, she was Li Moran, not Gu Qingyi. .

"Miss Melinda is sincere to Mr. Zhan, Mr. Zhan should be able to feel it."

Throwing the question back was Gu Qingyi's most helpless answer, because she finally had no way to wish him to be with other women.

Melinda smiled in satisfaction, and put the gun back:

"Shi Yan, let's make dumplings, can you teach me how to make noodles?"

Gu Qingyi lowered her guilty eyes, not daring to look at the man's dark eyes.

Melinda had obviously accepted her proposal. If Yan didn't accept it during the war, Melinda might be angry again.

Will he say yes?
"Shi Yan, I was wrong just now, don't be angry, okay?"

Out of the corner of Gu Qingyi's eyes, she saw Melinda pulling the man's sleeve and acting coquettishly.

She lowered her eyes lower, and she clearly told herself not to look at this kind of picture, but her eyes couldn't help but look there.

"Shi Yan, what are you talking about, do you agree to teach me?"

Melinda's patience was really limited, and seeing that she was about to attack again, the man finally said, "Yes."

"Shi Yan, did you agree? Did you agree to teach me?"

Melinda's happy voice jumped up, but Gu Qingyi's heart sank.

She has seen similar plots on TV. Generally, in this kind of teaching, the hero's hands will wrap around the waist of the heroine, while holding the back of the heroine's hand, he will teach the strength and essentials of kneading dough with his hands, while whispering in the heroine's ear. Whisper and face details.

The breeze will blow the hair of the heroine and float over the tip of the hero's nose, and the sunlight will wrap the hero and heroine, making people feel like they are in a dream.

The more Gu Qingyi thought about it, the more real the picture became. It seemed that he had seen Yan wrapping his arms around Melinda's waist from behind during the war, telling Melinda softly how to knead her face, and then Melinda turned her head happily, Just right to kiss the man's lips...

She clenched her fists involuntarily. She felt uncomfortable just thinking about that scene. If she saw it later, she worried that she would lose her composure:
"Well, I'm going to the bathroom."

She can only look for opportunities to slip away, and now she has no position to prevent that scene from being produced, so she can only be an ostrich.

I hope that when she comes back later, during the war, Yan has already taught Linda to make up the face.

Unexpectedly, she wanted to be an ostrich, but someone refused:

"Then let's wait for Miss Li to come back."

"No, don't wait for me." Gu Qingyi waved her hand and refused.

"I said wait, just wait." Wartime Yan said coldly.

Melinda didn't know what he was going to do, she couldn't wait to let Zhan Shiyan teach her, she felt that this time, the relationship between herself and Zhan Shiyan could be eased a lot.

"Li Moran, if you want to go, go as soon as possible."

Gu Qingyi's heart was stuffy, and she couldn't help but glared at Zhan Shiyan, who was already in a bad mood:
"Suddenly I don't want to go anymore, let's start."

She turned around angrily, and was about to get her stuffing when the man behind her spoke:
"Isn't Ms. Li also good at meeting?"

Gu Qingyi paused, then heard the man say:
"Aren't you going to study with me?"

Gu Qingyi clenched her fist hanging by her side.

Where did she say she was going to learn?

"I...I don't think I have the talent for face-to-face, or forget it."

"You don't need a talent for making noodles, you will be able to teach it once."

"But..." Gu Qingyi wanted to say more, but the man didn't give her a chance to speak:
"Will Ms. Li want to serve something as shabby as pimple soup for Mrs. Mei next time?"

A dirty word suddenly popped up in Gu Qingyi's heart.

He didn't eat the pimple soup before the relationship, did he?Who said it tasted really good?Since she felt shabby, why did she want to eat it at that time, and she didn't invite him to eat it...

A series of complaints and resentments bubbled up in my heart like a shaken cola soda.

"Okay, stop dawdling, Li Moran, come here quickly when Shi Yan wants you to follow suit." Melinda urged. Melinda was excited and looking forward to it.

Gu Qingyi couldn't help it, obviously Zhan Shiyan got into a fight with her today, if he didn't learn together, Zhan Shiyan wouldn't teach Melinda, and when Melinda got angry, she would still bear Melinda's anger.

She could only turn around in resignation, and walked to the cooking table holding her breath:
"Okay, can't I learn it?"

Hearing her angry voice during the war, Yan pursed his lips: "Then let's start."

Gu Qingyi picked up the flour casually, but because of too much movement, the flour sprayed out from the opening, and the snow-white flour was flying in the air, Gu Qingyi coughed twice.

Mei Zhi saw it from the side, and hurriedly took a tissue over:

"Look at you, it's all stained on your eyebrows."

"Thank you, grandma." Gu Qing thanked, but did not see the man's slightly raised lips.

Here Mei Zhi is helping Gu Qingyi wipe the flour off her face, while Melinda is actively taking the basin and flour:

"Shi Yan, how much does this have to pour? I can't control the amount. Can you help me?"

Melinda twisted her body to ask the man for help, her charming eyes seemed to invite him to get closer to her.

Gu Qingyi squeezed the flour bag tightly, listened to the movement over there with her ears pricked up, while still comforting herself in her heart, pretending nothing happened.

You have divorced him, and you have no reason to blame who he is with or has sex with.

Moreover, this was suggested by you yourself, you can't live without doing your own crimes, you deserve it...