The boss had no scruples, and during the conversation, he took the initiative to pick it up and taste it, praising the good taste.

And Gu Pingsheng didn't raise his hand all the time.

In the evening, Gu Pingsheng seemed to be casually talking about meeting Zhang Zhiyan for tea today.

Wen Zhixia glanced up at him, "You rarely talk about work at home. ”

Since her departure, he has stopped mentioning no matter how big or small things are at work.

Gu Pingsheng turned the water glass, and the corners of his thin lips were gently pulled out, "Yes, I forgot." ”

After he came back today, his state was a little weird, and Wen Zhixia looked at him twice.

The pastries on Zhang Zhiyan's table were indeed given by Wen Zhixia, but they were not special gifts, but she ran into him on the way to buy materials, Zhang Zhiyan said that he wanted to help, but Wen Zhixia refused.

He gentlemanly let go of his hand and casually asked what these things were going to do.

Wen Zhixia opened his mouth to say that he was making pastries, and he asked with a smile: "I haven't tasted your craft yet, I don't know if I have this honor." ”

At that time, he repaid him for sending her home in the rain a few days ago, and also helped her treat her wounds, Wen Zhixia did not refuse, so he made an extra one.

"Who did you give the pastries you made two days ago?" he asked.

Wen Zhixia: "A friend." ”

Friend?

Gu Pingsheng chuckled lightly and replied on her behalf: "It's Zhang Zhiyan." ”

Wen Zhixia only reacted to the reason for his anger at this time, but Xu Qichen's identity was special, and she couldn't say it, so she said: "It's just that I will give him a favor." ”

At this point, she is not lying, the pastries she sent to Zhang Zhiyan are indeed to repay the favor.

Gu Pingsheng looked at her for a few seconds, beckoned to her, and when Wen Zhixia didn't make any moves, he suddenly stood up, hugged the person by the waist, and when he met her gaze, his thin lips seemed to be hooked, and there was a three-point mockery in his eyes: "Don't you want to have a child, let's make one now." ”

Wen Zhixia's curled eyelashes trembled, a dark shadow sank under his eyes, he raised his eyes slightly, and his tone was a little heavy: "Gu Pingsheng!" she took a deep breath, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

The child should be cherished to both two people and a family, so she will always discuss the child's affairs with him, instead of insisting on doing anything with his contraceptive means.

He understood her thoughts, so he never worried about her assertion until the two reached a consensus.

But at this moment, because of his jealousy, he openly talked about the child, and she was naturally angry.

Gu Pingsheng lowered his eyes, let go of his hand, and narrowed his pupils, "Zhang Zhiyan invited me and another boss to eat the pastries made by my wife, do you think it's ridiculous?"

Wen Zhixia stared: "...... Don't you like to eat?"

He sneered: "I don't like it, can it be his turn?!"

Wen Zhixia: "This matter ......"

Gu Pingsheng turned around and went upstairs.

Wen Zhixia, who stayed in place: "......"

When the door of the study upstairs was slammed, Wen Zhixia's fingertips inadvertently crossed the tip of his nose and sighed lightly.

She turned around and went to the kitchen, tied her apron, and an hour later, brought the freshly baked pastries out of the oven, plated them, and brought them upstairs.

When she knocked on the door of the study, Gu Pingsheng was on the phone, and when he saw her coming, he glanced at her, "...... Just do what I said earlier, and don't make any mistakes. ”

"Pastries, and your favorite plum greens. She placed it on the table and said.

Gu Pingsheng put the phone aside casually, looked at her for a few seconds, sat down with his long legs bent on his knees, and was silent.

Wen Zhixia took a piece and put it to his lips, "Open your mouth." ”

Gu Pingsheng held it with his mouth, and when he turned around, he clasped the back of her neck and pressed her against the table.

Her slender waist was soft, leaning back almost against the tabletop, and his slender figure pressed down condescendingly, his bony fingers pinching her tiny jaw and passing the pastry to her.

"My stuff, it's not his turn. He rubbed the corners of her lips with his fingertips and took the crumbs into his mouth, "Later, you take the initiative, and I will treat this incident as if it didn't happen." ”

She is introverted, and she never refuses to cooperate to make any out-of-the-ordinary moves, and every time she is groggy and coerced by him.

He is a man who is not at ease in his heart, so he likes to talk about this kind of thing.

Wen Zhixia opened his mouth to refuse, but Gu Pingsheng's mobile phone rang, and the call happened to be Zhang Zhiyan.

"Telephone. Wen Zhixia couldn't see the caller ID from his angle, and seeing that he didn't let go of himself, he didn't mean to answer the phone, so he spoke.

Gu Pingsheng looked at her and took the phone casually, Wen Zhixia didn't know if he took it, only to hear that the ringtone was no longer ringing, but in the next second, he suddenly lowered his head and bit her neck.

"Shhh......h

"Then I'll be lighter. His voice was low and hoarse.