The villains are all my vests

Chapter 15 I have everything you like (5)

"What's on your mind all day long?" Gu Zhihuan raised his hand and pressed his index finger against Han Yue's forehead.

"You." Han Yue raised the corner of his mouth, and naturally grabbed Gu Zhihuan's finger.

Gu Zhihuan didn't miss Han Yue's little gesture of putting the bank card into his pocket with excitement before he came over, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "I didn't wash my hands."

"I'll help you." Han Yue kissed the back of Gu Zhihuan's hand.

Gu Zhihuan wanted to take his hand back, but Han Yue had already hit him with the snake stick.

"Baby?" Han Yue deliberately lowered his voice, and blew hot air into Gu Zhihuan's ear.

Very tempting!

Han Yue scored full marks for his performance!
Gu Zhihuan was amused by him.

She separated Han Yue's body with her hands solemnly: "Where's the phone?"

"Ok?"

"take a photo."

Gu Zhihuan thought that after Han Yue woke up, showing this scene to Han Yue must be very exciting.

Han Yue half propped himself up, and looked at Gu Zhihuan with an indescribable expression on his face: "Baby, are you so good?"

"Go." Gu Zhihuan kicked him.

With his bare buttocks, Han Yue took his mobile phone and handed it to Gu Zhihuan.

Gu Zhihuan turned on the camera and hooked Han Yue.

Han Yue wagged his tail and sent his ear over.

Gu Zhihuan said something in a low voice, and Han Yue froze immediately.

After half an hour.

Gu Zhihuan stood up: "Okay, let's rest."

Han Yue blushed a little: "Rest?"

Shouldn't the next thing be hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Gu Zhihuan thought about the small video on the phone, suppressed a smile, and deliberately walked past Han Yue with a straight face: "I'm tired."

The corner of Han Yue's mouth drooped, and he stood by the bed pitifully.

Gu Zhihuan patted the empty seat beside him.

Han Yue jumped up happily and hugged Gu Zhihuan.

The fresh smell of grass and trees continued to radiate from Han Yue's body, Gu Zhihuan adjusted a comfortable posture and closed his eyes.

The next day.

Gu Zhihuan was woken up by Han Yue's torture.

Early in the morning, he found that his face was wet, and Gu Zhihuan's expression couldn't be better: "Are you a dog?"

"Does the waist of a male dog count?" Han Yue asked.

"..." Gu Zhihuan's head, which had just woken up, was so dull that it took two seconds to realize Han Yue's meaning, and he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes: "I'm curious about where you learned these words from."

"You can learn without a teacher." Han Yue spared no effort in promoting himself: "You don't even know how important talent is to a pretty boy."

"which aspect?"

"Everything."

"Very good." Gu Zhihuan pushed him off the body: "I hope you can also be talented in cooking."

"Of course." Han Yue smiled confidently, kissed Gu Zhihuan's forehead, and jumped off the bed.

Soon, rustling sounds came from the kitchen downstairs.

Gu Zhihuan turned over and got up to wash up, and checked the time by the way.

Six fifty-three.

It was an hour before the normal breakfast time.

Gu Zhihuan called his assistant first after washing up, and explained some things that the company needs to deal with today, and then informed Ruan Chenggang that Han Yue had something to delay today.

Ruan Chenggang wrote down one by one: "Mr. Gu, are you and Mr. Han not going to work today?"

"Go to the hospital." Gu Zhihuan replied.

Ruan Chenggang remembered the scene yesterday when Han Yue couldn't wait to drag Gu Zhihuan home without waiting for the game to end, and then thought of Gu Zhihuan's low tone when he said he was going to the hospital, his eyes widened.

Could it be that Boss Han... can't do it?

But obviously it was the head above that was damaged.

Ruan Chenggang hung up the phone anxiously, thought about it, and secretly bought a few boxes of imported deer penis, tiger penis, and bull penis for Han Yue...

Just too sweet.

Ruan Chenggang couldn't help applauding himself in his heart.

Yan Xie definitely couldn't think of it.

Humph.

Seven thirty.

Gu Zhihuan stepped downstairs.

Han Yue walked around the kitchen wearing a pink apron.

Hearing footsteps, Han Yue turned around and jumped over with a smile: "Baby, it's time to eat."

"What did you do?" Gu Zhihuan leaned against the door, always feeling that Han Yue's pink apron was a bit hot.

"Mushroom and abalone porridge, blueberry sauce Fei Nanxue, red bean paste cake, crab roe dumplings, and wife cake." Han Yue smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Gu Zhihuan was stunned by a series of dish names: "So fast?"

"I bought it." Han Yue was immediately discouraged.

"..."

Han Yue took Gu Zhihuan to the restaurant, and the snacks that Han Yue mentioned were indeed on the table.

Han Yue pulled out the chair for Gu Zhihuan, and handed her the chopsticks and spoon.

Gu Zhihuan casually put it on the bowl, glanced at the dining table calmly, said "I'll get some sugar", then turned and went into the kitchen.

The kitchen was kept clean and there was no sign of being used at all.

Gu Zhihuan walked directly to the trash can.

Often, this is where the worst truths about the kitchen lie.

Sure enough, when Gu Zhihuan stepped on the lid of the trash can, he saw the dark results of the battle inside.

All kinds of ingredients seem to have been tortured, and they are crowded together in a mess.

Gu Zhihuan took a look and immediately let go of his feet.

"Snapped."

The lid of the trash can is closed.

Han Yue...can't cook anymore?

Gu Zhihuan stood beside the trash can for a while, then turned and went back to the restaurant.

Han Yue stood by the table, glanced at her empty hand, and asked suspiciously, "Where's the white sugar?"

"Forget." Gu Zhihuan sat down.

"I'll get it." Han Yue didn't delve into it, and quickly went to the kitchen to take out the sugar for Gu Zhihuan.

Gu Zhihuan sipped his porridge with his head down, looking calm.

Han Yue put a crab roe dumpling into her bowl: "Honey, eat the dumpling."

Gu Zhihuan looked up at him, raised his chopsticks, and reached for the red bean paste cake.

A trace of joy flashed across Han Yue's face.

Gu Zhihuan picked up the decorative flowers on the bean paste cake and put it in Han Yue's bowl: "Eat the flowers."

"..."

After eating, Han Yue obediently packed up his things.

Gu Zhihuan took a cup of hot milk and sat in the living room while answering emails while drinking.

After finishing cleaning up, Han Yue came over and hugged Gu Zhihuan from behind: "Is breakfast delicious?"

"It's okay." Gu Zhihuan said truthfully.

She has never been immune to food.

Han Yue's culinary skills at the beginning gave her a lot of points.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhihuan couldn't help but look at Han Yue a few more times.

Han Yue didn't know what Gu Zhihuan was thinking, but just turned over from behind the sofa and put Gu Zhihuan on his lap: "Then... is there any reward?"

Like money or something.

Han Yue's eyes sparkled, and he was close to sticking the word "money" on his face.

　(,,ω)ノ "It's impossible to drive a car~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)