Of course, even if he said it, she wouldn't give it.

How could she give him Mu Nianrou's abalone porridge, impossible!

Gu Qingyan moved the porridge into his arms, took out the melon seeds and handed them to him: "These melon seeds are all I worked hard for a morning, and now they are all benevolence, give them to you, eat them slowly." ”

“.......”

Does he care about porridge, does he care about melon seeds!?

What he cares about is clearly ......!!!

Gu Tingmo didn't know when he walked in front of them, saw the jade gourd on the table, and stared at her with swarthy eyes: "Mother, you have never given me anything when you give your father." ”

It's good that my dad still has a jade gourd, and he doesn't have anything!

Hearing this, Di Feiyuan took the jade gourd into his arms under Gu Tingmo's gaze.

Gu Ting's inky black eyes were marked with obvious accusations at this time!

Are these two people unable to get along with her today?

They all came over and said she was a stingy guy!?

"Little devil, didn't I put the forehead wipe on your head for you? Didn't I buy you any beautiful clothes you usually wear? Small is small, but you can't have no conscience. ”

She's so chattering!

“.......”

Is that what he wants!?

What he wants is obviously a gift, a gift!!

A token that can be hung on my body like my father, you can take it out at any time and say, 'Come, see what my mother has given me.' 'Something like that.

"And you." Gu Qingyan approached Emperor Feiyuan, his small hand slightly raised his chin, his willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and he looked at his ink painting eyes: "What's going on today?" Well? ”

Awkward?

Tricks?

He glanced at the abalone porridge in her arms again, snorted coldly from his snort, and pursed his thin lips slightly.

Is abalone porridge really that good?

Thinking about his recent hard work, she doesn't seem to make up for him, and it seems that she really doesn't have the consciousness of being a wife.

She lifted his hand on the chin, turned to touch his cheek, and held it with both hands.

"Otherwise, can I cook something delicious for you at night?"

When she was close to his face and held his face intimately, the unhappiness in her heart had disappeared.

Gu Tingmo stood in the middle of them, looking at his intimate father and mother with swarthy eyes, feeling as if he had swallowed cotton.

I didn't eat anything, but I was already full.

It's still very supportive.

At this time, Fanchen's voice sounded outside the door.

"Madam, Fanchen has something to look for you."

Hearing Fanchen's voice, Di Feiyuan's cold eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

Gu Qingyan also let go of his cheeks, and when he got up, he held his hand.

"Something's wrong."

Watching her break her hand, he was very unhappy.

got up and went out.

Fanchen knew that he was now a thorn in the side of the Venerable, so he didn't dare to go in again, let alone see the cannibalistic expression of the Venerable again.

So call Madame outside and give Madame what you have in your hand.

Di Feiyuan saw Fanchen handing over a letter to Gu Qingyan, and his expression was instantly gloomy, like a raging storm.

As soon as Fanchen raised his head, he crashed into those eyes.

"Madam, I'll go first!"

Gu Qingyan hadn't even had time to say anything to Fanchen when he saw Fanchen running away.

Looking at the letter paper in her hand, the corners of her mouth hooked.

It's only been a few days, Mu Nianrou couldn't help herself like this, and ran over to deliver the letter.

She opened the letter and looked at its contents.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

From Di Feiyuan's point of view, that smile is very sweet!

PS：

The smoke at home has been seduced by my siblings from childhood to adulthood, what should I do! Extermination, or extermination?!