Zhou Shuang's eyes lit up.

Originally, if this Gu Chengan had a particularly good relationship with his wife, she was really not sure. After all, it is said outside that this son is very decent.

Now that his newlywed wife is so discordant with him, he must be very bitter in his heart. That's why I went out to drink.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head in fear, "The slave should be damned, the slave said the wrong thing!" ”

She was like a frightened rabbit, which made Gu Chengan unbearable to be harsh.

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"Forget it! Get up! Why are you crying here? ”

Zhou Shuangshuang opened his mouth, pretending to stop talking. "Nothing! It's just a little thing, and it's insignificant compared to Childe's affairs. ”

When Gu Chengan heard this, he immediately smiled.

"Do you still know idioms? Ever read a book? ”

Zhou Shuangshuang nodded, "I studied with my brother for a few years." ”

Gu Chengan nodded, "Then speaking of which, your family is also a scholarly family." How did you come back to the house to be a rough envoy? ”

Zhou Shuangshuang's eyes suddenly turned red again, "No, it's nothing!" ”

Her pretense successfully aroused Gu Chengan's curiosity. Anyway, he didn't want to go back, so he found a place to sit down opposite her.

"Since we met here, it's also fate. If you have anything to say, I won't pass it on. And I can't help you! ”

Zhou Shuangshuang had already thought about what to say, and when it came to this point, naturally there was no need to shirk anymore.

Then he half-pushed and half-said, "The slave is just crying for his brother, who is in charge of the house." I don't know what's going on, it's gone! Pity my little niece, crying and calling her father and mother every day. I don't know what to do! ”

Gu Chengan twisted his eyebrows, "I remember, you were brought into the mansion a few days ago because of your brother's death, right?" What's going on? Are you just doing rough work in the kitchen? ”

Zhou Shuangshuang said immediately. "It's good that a slave can be a rough man, and I don't dare to ask for extravagance. It's just that I feel sorry for my niece, so I said that. Don't be surprised! ”

After experiencing the upheaval and displacement, Zhou Shuangshuang naturally has his own set of dealing with men. It's not like the Zhao family, who will only yell and scream for the rest of his life.

She has long understood that only a combination of rigidity and softness can make a man's heart soft.

"Okay, I got it!" Gu Chengan nodded. "It's late at night, you can go back too! It's going to be fine! ”

Zhou Shuangshuang nodded, and suddenly said again. "Does Childe have something sad too? Why don't you talk about it too? Slaves won't say it! ”

Gu Cheng'an felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he was introverted and didn't want to talk.

"Forget it, there's nothing to say!"

So saying, he got up. But I don't want to accidentally fall back because of the willingness to drink.

Zhou Shuangshuang hurriedly helped him up, "Childe be careful!" When you're drunk, remember it's too violent. I learned acupressure from my mother since I was a child, why don't I help my son wake up the bar? ”

Gu Chengan still wanted to excuse himself, but Zhou Shuangshuang had already reached out and pressed his temple.

The soreness of the temples gradually became soothed by the slow massage of the fingers. The wine that originally rushed straight to the door of the brain gradually became comfortable.

Gu Cheng'an sighed, "It's a good girl, you just talked about your niece." She's still so young, and it's really inconvenient for you to be rough in the kitchen, right? Why don't I ask someone to transfer you to my study and sprinkle it!" That way, if you have free time, you can take care of her more. ”