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Now it's his cabbage that has been bitten by insects, and the insects still think this cabbage is bitter and unpalatable, and he is about to have a myocardial infarction!

What's wrong with his cabbage, it's raised by Qiong Jelly and Jade Liquid, what kind of food do you want to eat?

Xiahou Zhiyi half leaned back in the chair and didn't bother him, just listened to the old housekeeper that the old housekeeper seemed to have more grooves than a careful woman like Aunt Wu.

The little gentleman who looks at Mr. Gu in his mouth is more from God's perspective, does not take his heart in doing things, and calculates that they get along well everywhere, and is not ready to send his sincerity, and Mr. Gu is now fascinated by beauty and can't understand women's routines, and he is an honest person who obviously suffers in his relationship.

Of course, the reality is definitely not as serious as the old housekeeper said, after all, he has a strong subjective consciousness.

But one or two points are true, otherwise Gu Ronghong would not be so impulsive, and felt that Mr. Gu had suffered a big loss.

In fact, in the eyes of Steward Gu, it can only be the death and resurrection of their Mrs. Gu's love, and their Mr. Gu's return of two or three points is a 'gift', and now that Mrs. Gu has a child, it is okay to return four points.

Now it's completely reversed, and old people like Steward Gu can't accept it.

Xiahou Zhiyi rubbed his eyebrows, although he was a little impatient to listen, Steward Gu fell into this unhappy mood, and it was always these two sentences over and over again.

Xiahou Zhiyi didn't interrupt him, and let him talk from noon to the end of afternoon tea, until she said enough, and then calmed down and left.

Xiahou Zhiyi felt that his brain was buzzing and exploding, he was poured waste materials all afternoon, his head was about to explode, he opened the drawer, drank a few tranquilizing pills, and rested for a while before he got better.

It was also the first time for him to deal with such a Mr. Gu, he couldn't say that he didn't feel anything, according to such an approachable Mr. Gu, he should feel very relaxed, and even when this time was a holiday, it was easy to take care of Mr. Gu, who was easy to serve.

He can even use his sycophant kung fu and work performance that he feels useless to make Mr. Gu look at him differently.

But when it really came to this day, Xiahou Zhiyi found that his interest was not high, and he couldn't even lift his spirits.

There was even some directionless dazedness, as if standing in a fog, unable to see the direction, not even as relaxed as any Mr. Gu when he was present.

It can't even be compared to Mr. Gu, who is not interested in anything, can't arouse emotions in anything, and looks at them like shit.

Because subconsciously, they knew that even that Mr. Gu, when there was a storm and ten thousand swords were fired together, he had the ability to crush them all with a slight pinch.

So even if he is despised and regarded as an ant, his heart can jump out excitedly, and the gods pass by, even if he is majestic and begging for mercy on his knees, he has seen it vigorously.

What about this one?

Xiahou Zhiyi wants to take another pill, he has no opinion on the new Mr. Gu, he is old, and he dares to have an opinion on Mr. Gu.

It's just that...... It may be that Mr. Gu suddenly appeared with a normal personality, which made him a little uncomfortable.

He has one, one ......

Xia Hou looked at the sky blankly, and he didn't know how to describe the feeling of powerlessness, like the death of a dead breath that he didn't have a fever, but his muscles were sore and weak, and he couldn't even stand up.

He could even think of why Mrs. Gu was like this.

It's the kind of anticipation that all the trivial things will happen, and maybe any small thing will detonate a big case, and faintly anxious.

Mrs. Gu probably didn't treat Mr. Gu carelessly, I'm afraid she used twelve distractions, but because there were too many buttons to control, there was less care for each button.

This Mr. Xin Gu is like a huge kite controlled by a hundred lines, each of which has to be clenched, not like the others, it is originally a behemoth, and it can fly without saying anything, and it falls to the ground, which is equivalent to an asteroid hitting the earth......

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still strong, the heat wave on the ground did not dissipate, and the sunset was far away.

Yu Chubei sat under the tree next to the grape trellis next to the fountain and rubbed his nails, covered by a fine transparent gauze tent next to it, blocking the annoyance of mosquitoes in summer.

Two children sat on the ground playing with mud, one holding a small plastic shovel, and his body was already half covered with mud.

Gu Junzhi sat under the grape trellis and read a book.

Yu Chubei glanced at him, it was a relatively professional book, and he had a deep misunderstanding of his ability: "Why did you change the driver?" A smile leaked from the corner of Yu Chubei's mouth, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, casually and with a bit of deliberate ridicule.

Gu Junzhi put it down and looked at her, she was wearing a simple loose gauze skirt, the skirt was wide and exposed on her body and seat, because her wrist was raised, a snow-white little arm leaked out.

Yu Chubei let her see: "Isn't it?" ”

Gu Junzhi smiled: "But two drivers, you remember clearly." ”

"Of course the driver who heard the secret remembers it clearly." Yu Chubei blinked, with a little coquettish vexatiousness.

Gu Junzhi reluctantly picked up the small bench, went to her side, took the file in her hand, and helped him get his nails wrong.

Gu Linzhen raised a shovel of soil and sprinkled it all on himself, and there were very few of them in the bucket, but he still had a lot of fun.

Yu Chubei put his other hand against his chin and looked at Gu Junzhi beside him, the hair on his head, every breath he breathed, she knew it very well, but it was unfamiliar, his little habits and tone of speech belonged to him alone.

"Cranky, you're not enough for me."

You alone is enough for me to be busy Yu Chubei suddenly took his hand and chin away, and couldn't help but stroke his hair, his hair was shining in the sun, so beautiful and clean.

Gu Junzhi looked up at her puzzled.

Yu Chubei had already withdrawn his hand, regained his chin, and his breath seemed to fall on his ear: "I can't help it......"

Gu Junzhi knew that she wanted to play one out at a time, so she changed her nails and continued.

Gu Che threw down the small shovel, grabbed a handful of mud, and crawled towards his mother in an instant, the mud on the road was all gone, only his sticky hands, grabbed his mother's skirt and stood up, the purple embroidered skirt was muddy in an instant, and then stretched out his dirty hand, raised his dirty face, and slammed it his mother.

Yu Chubei smiled and pinched his dirty smiling face, touched a little of the mud in his palm, and put it in his palm: "Thank you baby for the gift, my mother likes it very much." ”

Gu Che suddenly smiled, grinning with teeth, and asked his mother to hug him.

Yu Chubei looked back at Junzhi and held his eldest son on himself: "Our hearts and livers have grown up, and we know that we are thinking about our mother, so let our mother kiss us." ”

Gu Junzhi looked at his brother blankly, and immediately threw the shovel and crawled over Gu Linzhen in the next second, and also picked up the dirty child.

Gu Linzhen didn't buy it, he wanted his mother to hug him, his mother to hug him! "Ahh

Yu Chubei had already been soft-hearted and hugged him, the beautiful and flowing skirt a moment ago was trampled by two pairs of dirty little feet, and the children who rolled in the mud were rubbing, and there was already no ethereal feeling from the previous moment, only the earthy fragrance of the same color remained.

Gu Junzhi patted his youngest son's buttocks: "I don't appreciate it." As a result, he first got a hand of mud: "Don't rub it on my mother's face." Gu Junzhi took out a napkin and gave it to Yu Chubei.

"No need, I'll come over later, and I'll wash it when I eat."

Gu Junzhi put it over, looked at the mother and son for a while, and picked up the book again, he will naturally have all the differences with his wife, but the driver who should be fired will not change in any way because of this difference.

……

"Why did you come down so early? It's not about getting some sleep. Gu Junzhi was having breakfast, and by the way, he flipped through the newspaper and saw Yu Chubei coming down the stairs.

Yu Chubei had already washed up, wore a blue floating gauze dress that was exactly the same as yesterday but in a different color, her hair was casually tied up at the back, she had two pearls on her ears, and she wore light makeup.

In the words of the designer, her delicate temperament is highlighted, and she looks very gentle and good-looking: "I remember that I have a morning meeting today." ”

Huh, 'gentle'? She never had to work her appearance before, her clothes were mostly comfortable and intellectual, she could clean herself up as much as she wanted, and if she didn't change her clothes for a day, she would pounce on her as sticky as Gu Junzhi.

Recently, racking his brains, not to mention, he has to lean on the age group that echoes his aesthetics, which can be regarded as showing people.

It was only today that Yu Chubei understood the conviction and hard work, and the good things of her own family were more worthy of her now that she must exhaust all the means to take care of this Gu Junzhi!

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I want the content of the morning meeting." There is a sense of powerlessness like the concubines in the palace who are not there.

There are always more beautiful and lovely little girls who come up to him and surround him to please him and give him freshness, and how can they be regarded as 'honorable', it is like a knife hanging over their heads, and they don't know when they will come down.

After all, chasing new excitement is always the right of a successful man.

Just like Mr. Meng, even if she didn't mean to pamper anyone that night, the little wild dog grinded a few words, served pleasing and docile for a while, and looked at the boy's pleading face, can she not reward her all night. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.