"And this is to borrow flowers to offer Buddha to Sister Wen Xue, so that when you denounce the eldest sister, don't bring me with you, come and stammered with you in advance, I am not as articulate as the eldest sister."

Saying that, Su Qingyao looked at Yang Wenxue with a flattering look.

Qingluo raised his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves, picked up his chopsticks, and also picked up the dishes he cooked for Yang Wenxue.

Yang Wenxue looked at Su Qingyao, then at the dishes in her bowl, and then at Gu Jingzhi, who was standing beside Qingluo without making a sound, and looked stupid.

Finally, he glanced at Shen Yu, who was on the opposite side, with a shallow smile on his face, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and personable.

Wanting to look like she was just angry, Yang Wenxue's face turned red, and then she broke the jar and picked up the meatballs and stuffed them into her mouth.

It was chewy, strong, and the fragrant taste overflowed in her mouth, and her eyes lit up, and she bit hard to swallow the meatballs.

Looking up at Shangqingluo and Su Qingyao's smiling gazes again, Yang Wenxue's face turned red again, and she was still ashamed.

"Okay, you two sisters just look at me, I didn't say you forgot about me when you saw people in the afternoon.

You're going to tease me together this night, huh! Ignore you. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, you're eating the food I cooked, so satisfied with what you like, you just can't keep your mouth open, and you should not talk to me."

Qingluo said with a look of understanding.

Yang Wenxue glared at her as she picked up a piece of braised fish fillet from the bowl that was bright and ruddy and ate it into her mouth.

Soon, the fragrant and smooth taste soothed a little unhappiness in her heart.

Everyone sat down together, laughing while eating, and had a great time.

Gu Jingzhi sat down next to Qingluo's left hand, and served vegetables for himself and Qingluo, and the dishes were all made by Qingluo.

Qingluo smiled and groaned, and then glared at Gu Jingzhi at the opportunity, signaling him to restrain himself.

I have been here for so many days, cooking some vegetables, cooking a few more, not for the two of them, how can I just eat them.

Cook some vegetables, where can you get tired.

Gu Jingzhi sighed in his heart, turned the chopsticks he stretched out, and took a chopstick of garlic fried meat made by the chef of Yang Mansion.

As soon as he took his mouth, his brow furrowed slightly, it tasted good, but it was much worse than before.

He looked at the dishes made by Qingluo as the most popular, and it was almost empty in a few moments, and his heart was a little sad.

These people shouldn't be that keen, right?

Thinking that he also had signs in troubled times, and his own ability was improved, he vaguely felt it.

Gu Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

But when he saw Qingluo beside him, he couldn't help but sigh.

No matter how good a person is, he can't be unguarded!

After thinking about it, it was also when he was going out, and the world was in chaos, so his wife would borrow it here.

No matter how much he is a guest on weekdays, he can't go into the kitchen as soon as he comes, he won't agree, and the host won't agree.

So there should be no more such opportunities in the future.

Gu Jingzhi's heart barely settled down.

The guests and hosts enjoyed a meal.

After the wine and food were full, they served snacks and rare fruits and vegetables, eliminated food, chatted about the world, and then went back to the house.

Vigorously walked out of the north of the town in the dark.

The host was not at ease and wanted to keep him here for one night and leave together tomorrow, but he was still resolute and embarrassed to say that he wanted to go to their new house to see.

Su Qingyao's face flushed, looking at the big knife he was carrying, he said that he couldn't go far, and Boss Chen would have a brother to answer him, so he was relieved.

Now in the middle of the night, it was even more cold, and everyone did not stay outside for long, and went back to their rooms.

The subordinates of the Yang Mansion were very discerning, and they knew that Gu Jingzhi was coming back, so they didn't need to command, so they boiled hot water and carried it in.

In the side room, under the supervision of Qingluo, Gu Jingzhi got up vaguely without washing, but took a hot bath and retreated.

When the hard muscles and skin of his whole body were flushed with red, and they were slightly soft, Qingluo let go of the hand that was gently pressing on his shoulder this time.

Gu Jingzhi was able to stand up.

Looking at Gu Jingzhi's slightly moist eyebrows, he thought that as soon as he entered the door before, he walked quickly to himself, staring at himself, very deeply condensed eyebrows.

Qingluo couldn't help but smile, under the candlelight, it seemed that the years were quiet.

My husband is very gentle and considerate, but sometimes he seems a little straight, sometimes the intimate love words are right, but sometimes he is too clumsy.

He was afraid that if he didn't say anything warm, she would think more.

Naturally, she wouldn't.

For when he walked towards him, he could only tolerate himself in his eyes, and it was better for her than all tenderness.

The sincere love words in the mouth are naturally joyful to hear, but every move in action is tied up by oneself, and it can also be omitted.

After changing their clothes, the two of them got on the big bed, which was not a kang, but a wooden bed.

Except for the bed that I slept in the capital for a few days at the beginning of the journey, I didn't feel anything, and I slept on a big kang after arriving in Dahuai Village.

It's really a little unaccustomed to sleeping in this bed again, I always feel small, too cold, and no warmth.

But tonight, Qingluo leaned on Gu Jingzhi's arms and kicked his long legs, and it was cold and big when he fell asleep before.

It's going to be just right today, and it's not going to be cold.

Qingluo thought so in his heart.

Suddenly, she raised her head, turned sideways slightly, looked at Gu Jingzhi's handsome face, and seemed to say rather depressedly:

"I don't think I'm like myself anymore."

Gu Jingzhi's rough fingertips passed Qingluo's eyebrows, "What's wrong?" ”

Qingluo puffed out his face, "You don't know, I didn't think about tea and dinner in the seven days you weren't here, and I tossed and turned at night."

I feel that this is not as wide as our warm kang, and I feel that it is too wide, and the side is empty, and I only dare to be in that small piece when I fall asleep in the middle of the night, and when I turn over, the side is cold.

I saw something in the Yang Mansion and turned around sharply and wanted to ask you to watch it together, but I saw that there was no one behind me, and I felt empty.

I know you'll be back soon, and the days will soon go back to the way things were, but I can't keep up.

I never thought that I would have such a day before, but now I feel that you have completely invaded my life, and I can't live without you at all.

I don't think it's like me. ”

Qingluo blinked his somewhat misty eyes, and he really thought so in his heart.

She used to think that she was a rational and calm person, and she would have girlish feelings before she became an adult.

And after the world was in turmoil, she never thought about love again, not even her husband who was a partner.

I don't want another encounter after death to harvest a husband who loves her and spoils her, and the two seem to be in love forever.

In the seven days after the marriage, it was like spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Qingluo has her chin in her hand, so is she a love brain?

Gu Jingzhi's arms sandwiched Qingluo's two arms, put them in front of her lower abdomen, completely locked the petite person in his arms, his lips were imprinted in her ears, and his voice was thick and magnetic.

"Is Arlo afraid of himself like this?"

Qingluo thought about his question, suddenly blinked, turned around, knelt on Gu Jingzhi's lap, and looked at his eyes like a cold winter without stars and moonless nights.

"I don't seem to be afraid.

A-Jing, you'll always treat me like this, so what does it matter if I'm in a state that doesn't look like myself when you're away?

If you don't treat me like this and love me like this, that state will naturally be painful and will slowly dissipate. ”

You have always loved me, I can't be separated from you for a long time, and I don't think about tea and dinner when I am separated.

And you are the same, the two of them are heart-to-heart, silk and thread, isn't this fair?

Once you don't love me anymore, no matter how painful and heartbroken it is, I believe that I will slowly adjust. ”

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