[Comprehensive] My girlfriend is Tianshi

This kind of mentality of Gu Junpyo is very normal and understandable. Ordinary boys and girls will have a period of particularly rebellious green years in their teenage years.

It was in such a situation that Gu Junbiao began to gradually become dissatisfied with his mother; moreover, this dissatisfaction had never been vented, and over time it began to intensify; slowly it became Given the current situation, the mother and son are in the same situation.

To put it bluntly, the little boy Gu Junpyo is an awkward child who longs to be cared by his mother; extremely insecure.

Don't look at Gu Junbiao who seems to be at odds with Jiang Shuhui, but when it comes to Jiang Shuhui's preferences; Gu Junbiao really knows very, very well.

So the great young master Gu Junbiao drove his particularly stylish and eye-catching sports car to Cheongdam-dong in Gangnam District; he began to choose gifts for his old witch.

Hmm... Speaking of presents, Gu Junbiao stretched out his hand and touched his chin; he smiled thoughtfully, except for the blue enchantress last time; he didn't seem to have given it to his girlfriend yet The adults have bought gifts!

It was such a happy decision, and after picking out a gift for the old witch, and then buying a gift for his girlfriend, Gu Junpyo smiled wryly.

Especially after choosing a gift that suits him, the smile on Gu Junbiao's face seems to have never disappeared; but after returning to the Mythology Academy, it didn't take long for Gu Junbiao to stop smiling.

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Yin Zhihou came to his own grove alone, um...it's not a big deal, anyway, he is always alone in this world; Yin Zhihou kept admonishing himself.

But why does my heart still twitch and feel a burst of pain? I'm obviously used to it, aren't I?Why do I still feel sad?Or will you feel lonely and deserted?

Yin Zhihou sat on the chair, looked up at the sun with his eyes slightly closed; it was almost October, and the temperature in South Korea in early autumn was colder than many countries in the world; It will look very hot.

"How to do?"

Yin Zhihou muttered to himself: "Even the sun can't make me feel warm? It's still very cold! When will I be able to find my own unique warmth like Junbiao? It's really enviable." ah!"

Yin Zhihou thought of Gu Junpyo's bright smile every day recently, and the melancholy in his eyes seemed to become more and more intense; Sunshine □a handsome boy in a white suit with chestnut hair was so perfect that he didn't look like a real person; It seemed to shimmer brightly under the sunlight.

The grove, the bench, the handsome boy in a white suit... formed a perfect picture scroll under the sunshine, which made a girl who accidentally broke in stare blankly; Suspicious traces of water.

"Wow! He's really handsome, is he a real person?" A sudden exclamation suddenly broke the silence of the ground.

A short-haired girl wearing Shinhwa's traditional school uniform stood at the entrance of the grove, with a dreamy smile on her face; her eyes were full of surprise.

Yin Zhihou slightly opened his eyes, and followed the voice; he just squinted slightly, and quickly closed his eyes; as if nothing happened just now.

It never occurred to Jin Sicao that she, a so-called commoner, just entered the Mythology Academy on the first day; she actually had a big oolong-she lost her way!

However, who can tell her; why did she see an angel who was sleeping and lost in this small forest?

Jinsicao stared blankly for a long time, and finally came to her senses; her original plan was to go to the swimming pool, but now she got lost; so...

"Senior, I'm sorry to bother you." Jin Sicao walked in front of Yin Zhihou, bowed and said, "I want to go to the swimming pool but I lost my way. Excuse me, senior; how should I get to the swimming pool?"

At the beginning, Jin Sicao thought that Yin Zhihou was asleep; originally she didn't want to disturb the other party, but when she saw Yin Zhihou glanced at herself inadvertently, she was sure that the other party was not asleep at all but just closed. Just squint.

very noisy!

Yin Zhihou's beautiful brows frowned inadvertently, and he was slightly dissatisfied with the person in front of him who disturbed his sleep; but his good upbringing made him unable to utter any vicious words, so he opened his eyes gently and glanced at the other person .

The girl in front of me looks really ordinary, probably the kind of person who can pick out ten or eight at random; she has a round face with a little baby fat, and her facial features can only be called delicate; It was the other party who was already wearing the school uniform of the Shinhwa Academy.

Yin Zhihou could tell at a glance that the other party was obviously not from a family that could enter the Mythology Academy; a trace of surprise flashed in Yin Zhihou’s eyes, and he quickly remembered; it seemed that he had heard that the Mythology Academy had admitted a , a commoner who was admitted to the Academy of Mythology because of a scholarship.

Could it be this unremarkable and delicate girl in front of me, who was astonished at all; the expression on Yin Zhihou's face was still the same.

"Go straight, turn right when you get out of the grove." Yin Zhihou's tone was flat, without much ups and downs.

"Thank you senior!"

Jin Sicao bent down and bowed to Yin Zhihou, turned around and took two steps and then turned back: "Excuse me, senior, my name is Jin Sicao!" Then he left like a gust of wind.

Only Yin Zhihou, who was stunned, was left with such a fuss by Jinsicao; Yin Zhihou was somewhat depressed at first, but now he became much better.

Yin Zhihou originally thought this was just a small episode, and he would never have any intersection with this girl named Jinsicao in the future; Yin Zhihou didn't know at this moment that from this moment he and Jinsicao had already married. There is an indissoluble bond.

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Song Yubin didn't know what was going on with him?Recently, I really feel a little crazy, especially at this moment; the corners of Song Yubin's mouth are slightly curved, and a self-deprecating arc hangs on Song Yubin's mouth.

"Song Yubin, Song Yubin, are you crazy? Do you really know what you are doing right now?"

Even Yin Zhihou probably couldn't guess that the dignified successor of Nissin Construction; one of the members of f4, Mr. Song Yubin, is actually wearing his sleeves and wearing an apron at this moment; staying alone in the small kitchen of the exclusive restaurant of f4.

Looking at his attire, you can tell without asking, this guy clearly looks like a house cook; hehe...do you wash your hands for soup?

Who would believe that the majestic young master of Nissin Construction, the famous playboy Song Yubin would have such a homely attire, even if Gu Junpyo, Yoon Jihoo, and Su Yizheng were present at the moment, they would probably be a little frightened some.

Although Yin Zhihou guessed that Song Yubin's going to the restaurant had something to do with Ma Xiaoling, I'm afraid Yin Zhihou himself didn't expect that Song Yubin would cook for Ma Xiaoling himself, right?

The famous playboy Song Yubin has a skill comparable to that of a Michelin three-star chef. This is no secret among Gu Junpyo, Yoon Jihoo and Su Yizheng.

It’s just that Gu Junbiao, Yin Zhihou, and Su Yizheng also know that although Song Yubin’s cooking skills are very good, they rarely cook in person, even Gu Junbiao, who is Song Yubin’s good brother, has tasted Song Yubin for so many years. It can be said that the number of handcrafts will never exceed five fingers.

Not to mention Gu Junpyo, Yoon Jihoo, and Su Yizheng, even Song Yubin's parents and family members have not tasted their son's handicrafts a few times.

Fuck!Is it going to rain red?

Song Yubin is hiding in the small kitchen and cooking dishes quietly. It seems that he is cooking Chinese food? ? ?You must know that the young master Song Yubin is not good at Chinese cuisine, is there really a problem?

This is the nth time for the chef in the small kitchen to poke his head into the kitchen. I really don’t understand what these young masters from rich families are thinking in their hearts; unexpectedly, the good young masters don’t change their careers and become chefs. The person in charge is the boss; I am just a wage earner.

Whatever the boss wants to do, all he has to do is obey, so why bother him so much?

It's just... when he heard the constant curses coming from the kitchen, and the ping-pong-pong sound after another, the chef finally calmed down.

"Master Yu Bin, do you need help?" The chef poked his head in from the outside and asked tremblingly.

"Don't worry about it, I'll just do it again." Song Yubin rejected the other party's offer without even thinking about it.

Are you kidding me?

Of course, some things must be done by yourself to be considered sincere?That's what counts as a loving lunch -- isn't it?Song Yubin muttered secretly.

But there is such a saying that is very good, the ideal is full; the reality is very skinny!

This sentence is now used to describe Song Yubin's current situation, it is really appropriate; Song Yubin looked at the dark plate in front of him, and didn't know if it was a meat dish or a vegetable thing; he finally started to get discouraged.

"Isn't it just a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs? I still don't believe in this evil; I think my hands can make exquisite French dishes, there is no reason why I can't even handle small Chinese dishes." Song Yubin's face was a little bit muttered ugly.

After Song Yubin reimbursed the spare ribs, which weighed about a dozen catties, Young Master Song's stubborn temper came out again; he still spent himself with the spare ribs today, let's see who is better than whom?

So after Song Yubin's No. 14 plate of sweet and sour pork ribs failed, Master Song Yubin began to try to make the No. 15 plate of sweet and sour pork ribs again: "Song Yubin, come on! You can definitely do it, don't give up!"

"Pork chops, salt, ginger, shallots, cooking wine, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, rice vinegar... and sugar." Song Yubin muttered, rechecking the ingredients for making sweet and sour pork ribs one by one. .

Be darling... That posture looked a bit obsessed, and the chef outside the door unconsciously reached out and touched his forehead; it was actually covered in cold sweat.