Crazy sweet! Mr. Gu spoils his wife and spends hundreds of billions

Gu Yanci was speechless. Back then, when he and "Bai Yueguang" were dating online, he didn't know Lin Qian at all, and he didn't even know that "Bai Yueguang" had a younger brother who was worse than a pig or a dog.

If you don’t know, you don’t know. The facts are facts.

"Qian Qian," Gu Yanci hung up the phone first, then raised his right hand, holding Lin Qian's taut face, and gently rubbed her smooth, porcelain skin with his thumb, and said apologetically: "You blame me I, I can't argue with you. If you are angry, you can beat me to vent your anger. Just do it, I have thick skin and can withstand a beating."

Gu Yanci deliberately spoke in a clear and magnetic tone, with a metallic tone. The sound of her voice sounded like a bright sun breaking through the clouds and mist, dispersing the layers of gloom that had weighed on Lin Qian and bringing back her rationality that was on the verge of dissipation.

A smile spread across her tense cheeks, and the corners of her mouth cracked, "You're right, I have no reason to hate you. You found out that he was her brother, so you punished him and turned against her. You have done this job. , I still blame you, which is really a bit unreasonable."

The faint sound of rooster crows indicates that dawn is about to break.

Lin Qian took off her coat, stood up and walked indoors, returning to the bedroom to catch up on her sleep.

The mind is thinking, the sleep is dreaming.

In the dream, Han Moumou, who had bullied her, was jumping up and down like a clown, mouthing "little bitches", spitting, and waving his hands and feet.

The woman with an unknown face and disheveled hair protected him like a hen protecting her calf, shouting in a high-pitched voice: My dear brother! My dear brother! I want to protect my biological brother...

When I woke up, I didn't know when it was.

Lin Qian opened her eyes and saw the vast sky filled with dark clouds through the glass window that occupied half of the wall.

The rain connects the sky and the earth like a line, hitting the plants, flowers and leaves, making a tiny sound of "tick-tick-tock".

A man's hand reached out from behind and put it on her shoulder, which was covered with a thin layer of silk fabric.

A familiar and friendly male voice asked from behind her: "Wake up. You didn't sleep well after you came back. You frowned and sighed. Are you having a nightmare? Keep sleeping. You've had enough sleep. Let's set off."

"I won't sleep anymore," Lin Qian lay down straight and slowly sat up, "I've been sleeping for a long time, my head hurts."

Only then did she realize that Gu Yanci was sitting on the edge of the bed with his long legs crossed.

He put on the gold-rimmed glasses that he usually wore occasionally, and a simple and rigorous business-style shirt.

The gray-black tie is tied neatly and neatly, with a metal tie clip that shines coldly. The black trousers that wrap around the long legs are made of high-end fabrics, cut and pressed to fit perfectly on the legs, outlining straight and well-proportioned lines.

The seemingly simple and ordinary clothes are actually carefully matched to highlight his unique noble and noble style, revealing a high-spirited masculinity in his elegant demeanor.

It was Lin Qian's favorite look. After looking at him intently for a few minutes, Lin Qian let out a "tsk" sound, "You're playing a beauty trick early in the morning, being courteous for nothing, committing adultery or stealing. Tell me, what evil are you holding back?" "

"No way!" Gu Yanci looked innocent, "Those who treat me as a confidant will die, and those who please me will be tolerated. I'm not holding it back, I just want to use sex to please my wife."

He took a comb and combed Lin Qian's messy long hair on the back of her head. While combing it, he said, "I just got up and my hands and feet are tired. I don't want to do anything. I'll take care of you and let you do the work of washing your face and brushing your teeth." Miss Jiao’s addiction.”

One major characteristic of depression: laziness!

Lin Qian was really too lazy to move, Gu Yanci was willing to serve her, and she let him.

Gu Yanci was like a dedicated old father taking care of a little girl who couldn't take care of herself. He first combed her hair, then washed her face and brushed her teeth, applied skin care products, painted her eyebrows with cosmetics, and finally put her into a carefully matched dress. Haute couture women's clothing, "Okay, let's go downstairs."

It rains today, so breakfast is served indoors.

A change from the usual high-end and elegant style, today's breakfast is a simple one: pumpkin porridge, tofu curd, roasted sweet potatoes, salted duck eggs... There is also a plate of spiced dried radish, soy sauce peanuts, spicy mustard shreds, sweet A side dish platter composed of more than a dozen kinds of pickled vegetables, including vinegar and ginger slices.

Gu Yanci handed over a bowl of pumpkin porridge and introduced: "It's made by the chef who just hired me from the farmhouse last night. From now on, you don't have to travel so far and you can eat his food at any time."

Lin Qian couldn't help but think of what Gu Yanci said last night. She thought he just said it casually, but unexpectedly, in order to please her, he meant what he said.

She picked up a piece of salted duck egg that was split in the middle, scooped up the bright red and oily salted egg yolk with a small spoon, put it into her mouth, and said softly: "I'm not that angry. You don't have to lower your attitude and try to please me."

Gu Yanci sat opposite her, maintaining an elegant posture and eating slowly, "Not that angry, but a little angry. Now that I am angry, I will try my best to eliminate your anger, in case you one day say that you have been disappointed enough. , and then left me without looking back."

After breakfast, it was still raining heavily outside.

Sitting at the dining table, Lin Qian said heartlessly, "I don't want to go out on rainy days. Let's wait until the rain passes and the sky clears before setting off."

Gu Yanci happily agreed: "Okay, I don't know when the rain will stop. If you are bored, play some games first."

Wanting her to play games, Gu Yanci deliberately recommended: "There is a stand-alone game about island survival + killing monsters that is very fun. This is it. You will definitely like it."

He got his laptop and opened the game he was talking about.

Looking at the screen, Lin Qian immediately understood why he said: You must like it.

The monster images in the game have all been replaced by "Han Moumou". All of them have missing limbs and move stiffly like zombies. Their eyeballs are gray and white, and they look up to the sky and howl from time to time.

There is an adult version of Han Moumou, and there is also a childhood version, Han Moumou, whom Lin Qian hates the most.

When I first see my enemy, I feel extremely jealous.

Lin Qian tightened her grip on the mouse, clicked the left button, and controlled the game character to shoot a series of angry bullets.

"Click, click, click!" The Maxim heavy machine gun spit out dazzling flames, and the bullets came out of the chamber, destroying Han Moumou and others who rushed towards them.

In an instant, broken limbs and body parts were flying all over the sky. Amidst the screams, hundreds of "Han Moumou" were shattered into pieces and shattered into bloody wreckage on the ground.

"Ha!" Lin Qianmei smiled broadly, "It's so enjoyable, I have a strong sense of immersion. I really feel like killing him with my own hands."

"There are so many weapons to kill him." Gu Yanci pressed a certain number key, and the heavy machine gun turned into an axe. "He's here, chop him!"

Lin Qian clicked the mouse, and the ax flashed through the air with a "swish" sound, and cut off the head of "Han Moumou" with a steady and firm stroke. Then she clicked the mouse again, and the ax cut off the other "Han Moumou" at the waist.

The more he played, the more addictive he became. Lin Qian changed weapons from time to time, switching from an ax to a grenade, from a grenade to a mace, and then to a shotgun, tyrannizing "Han Moumou" in various ways.

After playing for several hours, Lin Qian's eyes were dry and her head was dizzy.

She closed her notebook and said casually: "My mouth tastes faint, is there any fruit that tastes good?"

Gu Yanci, who was sitting aside, facing another laptop, immediately brought a bowl of green sour food mixed with red chili salt, and handed over a toothpick of appropriate length, "This stuff is sour and spicy, and it fits the bill." What you said was a 'tasteful' request."

Lin Qian took the glass bowl and used a toothpick to pick at the various fruits cut into pieces in the bowl. Saliva secreted in her mouth faster, "Are you in tune with me? I just want to eat this."

"We are husband and wife, so naturally we have a good understanding." Gu Yanci stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Qian into his arms.

Lin Qian sat on his lap and stared at the computer.

On the screen, all the netizens spoke. Each of the migrant workers who claimed to have been tortured to death by Xingchuang declared with indignation: "Cherish life and stay away from Li Xing."