Wife Please Be Obedient

The guest at home is still a woman, so it is naturally impossible for Qin Guanglin to accompany him, so why not cook.

If you come to a male friend, Qin Guanglin can't cook, so why not stay with him.

So Qin Guanglin rolled up his sleeves, went into the kitchen, let them wait, and started to chop vegetables for lunch.

"It seems to be the first time."

Why not pour a cup of tea and push it to Gu Xiaoqing. Seeing her looking up at the painting on the wall, she smiled and said, "It took him several days to paint."

"Brother Qin is still an artist." Gu Xiaoqing exclaimed, the oil painting on the wall, why not at the beach, is too eye-catching, even more eye-catching than the wedding photo of the young couple.

"Well, it used to be." Why nod his head and follow her gaze, "But after drawing this picture, he said he would never paint again... Now he only draws comics, art and so on. It is over."

"Oh...every time I see you, I have an urge to find someone to love."

Gu Xiaoqing sighed, playing with his hat in his hand, and said, "But I have to calm down, not everyone is you."

"Almost, it's hard to be unhappy like you."

Why not laugh, "We are the same kind of people, so feel free to talk boldly, there will be good results."

"Which type?"

"smart people."

"Hahaha... Sister He is not narcissistic?"

"No, I'm serious." Why not point your head with your finger, "You have this quality."

"Thank Sister He!"

Gu Xiaoqing didn't care, turned around and was caught by the pot of leek-like green plants next to the TV, "Ah, is that just..."

"Yes."

"I also kept a pot, and I will take pictures of you when it blooms."

While the two women were chatting, the chubby Qin Guanglin wore an apron, and like a housewife, he skillfully fryed the vegetables and put them on the table before returning to the kitchen.

The aroma of the food quickly filled the air. Gu Xiaoqing took a deep breath and suddenly turned to look at the baby in the stroller.

This child must be very happy in the future.

"Come on, try my craft. I often see your comments under the comics. Is that nickname'Is Xiaoqing' you?"

"Wow, you still read the comments, Brother Qin, I thought you just don't care if you paint it and pass it on."

Gu Xiaoqing looked at the two in surprise, "Sister He, do you also look at it?"

"Occasionally, my novel is adapted, so I must read it."

"Then eat quickly, and after eating, take me to see where you work-is there pens and papers everywhere? You two sit alone, and if you get stuck, just..."

She made up for two people in the corner of the table, one drawing and the other writing a novel, the ground was piled up with waste manuscripts, when Cavan was messing with each other, the scene imitated the plot in the book...

"No, we rarely work at the same time." Why can't we help but laugh, "Hurry up and eat."

"Hmm... delicious!"

Gu Xiaoqing almost came up with stars in his eyes, as if he had eaten Xiaodou's luminous egg fried rice. He looked at Fatty Qin with bright eyes, making Qin Fatty almost think that he was in love with him.

The meal is over.

After visiting the study room, Xiaoqing was content to see Qin Guanglin’s unpublished manuscripts—she also wanted to make sure that she would not spoil them outside, but after thinking about it, they were all adapted from the novel content, which is not transparent .

"Xiaoqing."

"Ok?"

Why not call out, holding her daughter on the sofa and shaking gently, seeing Gu Xiaoqing looking over, she thought about it, looked down at her daughter's face, and said, "Do you...want to be her godmother?"

Gu Xiaoqing was stunned, stood still and tilted his head, turning his attention to the baby in the swaddle.

"I'll be her godmother? Can you?" Her eyes gradually lit up.

"If you agree, of course."

"That... Brother Qin..." Gu Xiaoqing turned to look at the studio.

"It's okay on his side."

"Ah, let me slow down."

Gu Xiaoqing closed her eyes, walked over and looked down at Xiao Anya, staring at her black eyes, a softness slowly appeared on her face.

"I want to be her godmother?"

"do you want?"

"Of course!"

...

Recognizing a kiss is a more important thing. Gu Xiaoqing is not the little girl she used to be. She is only one year younger than what happened, and she is about to enter middle age. The two discussed seriously and decided to wait for Anya to have a drink when she was full. Do this together.

In the past six months, Gu Xiaoqing can also think about it carefully. If he changes his mind then, nothing has happened.

At sunset, why did he send Gu Xiaoqing away, wave goodbye, and talk to Qin Guanglin when he returned.

"Godmother?" Qin Guanglin was surprised, Xiao Yu still wanted to be his daughter's godfather.

"Well, the serious one." Why not look serious, saying that it is not a verbal joke.

"This... well, multiple moms are not a bad thing."

Qin Guanglin shrugged, it was nothing more than multiple relatives, so why not stay home, it would be nice to have a very good friend.

He took his daughter to the balcony to bask in the sun in the sunset, patted her back with his big hands, and looked into the distance, his eyes falling on the road outside through the lush foliage.

There was the sound of pots and bowls in the kitchen. Why was it preparing dinner? Qin Guanglin frowned, fetched out the phone with one hand, and searched for the word godmother. After a long time, he put away the phone and sighed as he looked at it. .

Leave her alone.

The night was sinking, and the stars were hanging in the sky. The two who had had dinner pushed their daughter for a walk in a stroller, so why not mention Gu Xiaoqing.

"Always single? Same as my boss." He was a little bit strange.

"Do you think they will regret it in the future?" Why not look at the night sky with his hands behind his back.

"There is nothing to regret, it's all chosen by me. I really regret it if I listen to others' arrangements."

"Well, Xiaoqing said that before."

Why not smile, "I let my daughter recognize a god-in-law, and it can help her to reduce some regrets if she really intends to be single to the end."

Everyone’s lifestyle is reasonable, there is no need to understand each other, just respect.

"Really?" Qin Guanglin turned his head when he heard the words.

"if not?"

"It's nothing."

...

...

Moonlight shone in a corner outside the window.

With a table lamp on in the room, Gu Xiaoqing's figure leaned in front of the small desk, his pen moved slightly, leaving a paragraph of text in the diary.

——I thought that stories are all artistically processed with beautification, but stories are just stories.

Until today, I did not know that the original story is real. There is really such a home, two people, simple layout in the room, a group photo of two people on the wall, and oil paintings, q version of essays, planted together Flowers, and daughter's small room.

The host became a fat man, wore an apron and was busy working in a kitchen full of oily smoke. In the study was a drawing board he had confiscated. There was a parenting script on the desk. It seemed that I didn’t know how many times he had been turned over, and the fringes had been raised. The hostess has not changed much. It may be because of the child. The whole person is more gentle than before. Although she didn't show anything during the conversation, she always smiled when she looked at that person.

I am very envious of that kind of life, plain and warm, which makes people feel the urge to find someone they like and spend the rest of their life together.

Maybe...I will really be affected by them, and change my previous thinking.

Regardless of the future, bless you, sister He.

Closing the notebook, Gu Xiaoqing stretched out, put his hand on his chin, and stared at the cold moon outside through the window, startled.