Lovely wife with amnesia: mistakenly provoked the president of cleanliness

"It's hard to be beaten up, and it will be cool when the TV series is on." Gu Xiaoyu lowered the car seat, found a comfortable position, closed his eyes and rested.

Lu Shuyan wanted to ask what TV series it was, but when he turned around, he saw that Gu Xiaoyu was already asleep.

Gu Xiaoyu had a very short dream. In the dream, she was sitting barefoot by the river, and a small fish swam over to peck her soles. The soles of her feet were itchy when they kissed her. Soon they swam back again, Gu Xiaoyu couldn't take it anymore and woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Yichen.

He sat across from her, with a towel on his lap, and two feet on the towel, and Lu Yichen was massaging those two feet at this time, Gu Xiaoyu had just woken up, he was vague, and only realized it later Realizing that it was her own foot, she was startled and tried to pull her foot back, but he grabbed her ankle.

"do not move!"

Lu Yichen pressed the acupuncture points on the soles of his feet accurately, and he controlled the force very well. Apart from a little itching, Gu Xiaoyu didn't feel any discomfort, but was very comfortable. I don't know how long he pressed it, but she didn't wake up until now.

"How did you do this?" It's like a professional masseuse.

"Just learned it today."

As soon as Gu Xiaoyu went out, he started to study. Not only did he read the book, he even asked a professional masseur to guide him. He knew Lu Shuyan's combat effectiveness in shopping. Sure enough, Xiaoyu fell asleep in the car.

Gu Xiaoyu looked at the man who was obsessed with cleanliness but was giving her a foot massage, and felt sweet in his heart, "I can't imagine that if I opened the door, the person behind the door wasn't you, what should I do?"

"Don't think about things that didn't happen, just remember that I will always be by your side."

Gu Xiaoyu hid her face behind the pillow, shielding her shy face, Lu Yichen deliberately scratched the bottom of her feet, which made her laugh, and the bullying she begged for mercy before letting go.

After Gu Xiaoyu's feet were free, she jumped on the bed in two or three steps. Lu Yichen tirelessly squeezed her shoulders and asked, "Did you have fun today?"

Gu Xiaoyu shook his head, "Shopping is not fun at all, so I won't go there in the future."

Speaking of shopping, Gu Xiaoyu thought of the fact that she spent a large sum of money to anger Xu Ziqing, she spent a lot of money, but it was Lu Yichen's money after all, she hesitated, she still told Lu Yichen about it .

Gu Xiaoyu is ready to accept criticism. She is so prodigal that she doesn't even know how much she spent, but it must be a lot. She took a look at the price of the dress, which is five figures. Besides, she didn't just buy one piece. Unexpectedly, Lu Yichen only asked, "Why don't you like Xu Ziqing?"

Therefore, Gu Xiaoyu also explained what Xu Ziqing told her about the studio on the top floor, and also confessed her first revenge on Xu Ziqing without any concealment. Gu Xiaoyu felt the hands on her shoulders pause, and Lu Yichen felt jealous Ask, "Why ask Xing Kun for help instead of me?"

Gu Xiaoyu pouted, "Didn't I quarrel with you then?"

"My fault, if anything happens in the future, you must think of me first, you know?"

Gu Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, "I owe you too much money, and I can't pay it back anyway, so I plan to play tricks and not pay it back."

Lu Yichen gently patted her head, and said dotingly, "I didn't intend to ask you to return it. You are my whole world, and everything about me is yours."

Gu Xiaoyu's heart warmed when he heard this, and she curled into Lu Yichen's arms, ready to sleep, but heard him ask her what number she likes.

Gu Xiaoyu stretched out her rootless finger, and then saw Lu Yichen stand up and walk to the wall of the cabinet next to the bed. Gu Xiaoyu sat up all of a sudden, and she saw numbers on each cabinet, from one to 31, and Now Lu Yichen is reaching out to open No. [-]'s locker.

"What are you doing?" Gu Xiaoyu rushed over, firmly pressing on the door of the No. [-] cabinet.