Rebirth declares war on the honest

Without a doubt, this was Gu Yun's most satisfying meal in the past month.

The unique delicious taste, accompanied by the delicate polishing of the beautiful girl chef, makes every dish Gu Yun's favorite taste.

Coupled with the relaxed and comfortable environment at home, surrounded by gentle love and eyes during the meal, let alone how happy it is.

Gu Yun ate slowly and enjoyed it.

It wasn't until he finished eating all the white rice in the bowl that he got up contentedly, and threw Hua Shiyuan and his own bowl into the dishwasher.

Sometimes, lazy people are the key to promoting social progress and liberating productivity.

Gu Yun solved the most annoying housework, walked to the living room, and sat next to Hua Shiyuan.

The midsummer night sky in Jiangcheng is very beautiful. In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, you can directly see the sky full of stars.

The cook is just a small part of Hua Shiyuan's role. After eating and drinking, she hung the floral apron back on the hanger and changed into a relatively homely pink camisole with a pair of shorts of the same color. Exposing a large area of ​​fair and delicate skin.

The senior was nestled in the depths of the sofa with her legs crossed, and her two crystal clear feet were pressed under her thighs, moving from time to time.

"I've watched Wulin Biography so many times, aren't you tired of it?"

Gu Yun hugged Hua Shiyuan into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her cheek that could be broken by blows.

"It's not boring. I don't know why. I have watched it many times, but I still find it funny every time I watch it."

Hua Shiyuan took advantage of the situation and leaned against Gu Yun's arms, changing her cross-legged posture to one with her legs close together, her two little feet resting naturally on the armrest of the sofa.

Not only Hua Shiyuan, but also Zhong Leyi and Wen Ju.

They also have TV series that they like and can even be called their own life. They can watch them repeatedly during meals or in their spare time. They are almost familiar with the content of each episode, lines and even what the actors say next.

This kind of complex may not be described as exclusive, it is like liking, just like liking the torrential rain after the thunder in summer, no matter how irritable the mood is, it will calm down at once, and it has become a habit and indispensable like eating and breathing.

When you are happy, it is revisiting, when you are depressed, it is relief, and when you are lonely, it is companionship. Its accompaniment is like the nagging of family members, familiar and ironic.

Gu Yun'an quietly watched the whole TV series with Hua Shiyuan. During the period, she fed the senior sister a lot of cut fruits, and massaged her tense shoulders when she was cooking.

"How is it, comfortable?"

At the end of an episode of Wulin Biography, Gu Yun finally found a chance to ask.

"ummmmm"

Hua Shiyuan narrowed her eyes, showing an expression of incomparable enjoyment, and hummed back like a small animal.

At the end of the TV series, without the third party who swallowed his attention, Gu Yun's hand movements couldn't help but gradually began to fly.

He pressed from his shoulders to his back, then from his back to his collarbone, and then pushed down along Hua Shi's round and smooth skin.

The little pink sling couldn't completely cover the girl's beautiful curves, but under Gu Yun's massage, Hua Shiyuan's originally clear eyes couldn't help adding a bit of strange color.

"After walking so far, my legs are a little sore"

Unknowingly, Gu Yun's upper body massage stopped, without a pair of warm big hands floating around his body, Hua Shiyuan always felt empty in his heart.

She turned her head, blinked at Gu Yun, and signaled that her two legs also needed service.

"Then get down on the ground, and I'll press it for you from behind."

Gu Yun smiled and lifted her senior from the sofa, and tidied the sofa cushions.

Hua Shiyuan leaned forward by herself, her slender and tight legs obediently joined together.

The masseuse didn't rush to make a move. He picked up the TV remote control from the coffee table, turned off the TV sound, took out his mobile phone and connected it to the Bluetooth speaker that had been left at home for a long time, and played a relatively soothing music.

"What's cold and cold?"

Hua Shiyuan folded her arms early and leaned her chin on her forearm to wait for service, but was surprised by the strange touch in Gu Yun's palm.

She couldn't help raising her head, only to find that Gu Yun was holding a bottle of rose essential oil, pouring it into her waist from top to bottom.

"Where did you get such a thing?"

Hua Shiyuan's pretty face flushed, and she immediately buried her head back, ashamed to meet Gu Yun's eyes.

Gu Yun put both hands on Hua Shiyuan's waist, gently pushed the essential oil along the veins of the skin, and made a circle to make the senior sister's muscles fully relax.

"Brought back from Southeast Asia, the top local specialties are not available to ordinary people."

Gu Yun replied with a smile, there are not many things worth bringing back from the local area, and this essential oil is one of them.

Panpuri, established in 2003, is the top essential oil brand in Thailand, and it is also the first brand of royal essential oils in Thailand.

The word "panpuri" comes from Thai, "panna" means wisdom, and "puri" means palace and holy place.

Therefore, panpuri products started out as luxury products, and used natural Southeast Asian plants as raw materials to brew a unique aroma.

As the time passed bit by bit, Hua Shiyuan's cheeks became more and more red, and more and more skin appeared healthier under the massage.

When the resonance in the girl's nasal cavity turned into an extremely obvious signal, Gu Yun knew that it was time.

Sex and food are both the most fundamental needs of human beings, but the former is slightly more advanced than the latter.

In the 70s, for the first time in human history, more people died from obesity than from hunger.

Until now, in the mainstream countries, there are almost few people who do not have enough to eat.

However, the number of people who can be fully satisfied by the former is still far behind. The conditions it faces are more complicated, and the entanglement with human society is more closely related.

When the belly is satisfied, people want to eat more delicious; when the taste buds are satisfied, people want to give food more meaning.

Cooking has gradually become an art, and the ingredients have also begun to be ingenious. From the exquisite plate arrangement to the environment of bamboo forests and streams, these have become part of the diet.

Desire is the same.

When ego is no longer satisfied, you want a woman.

But the monotonous desires start to get boring, and you want to seek more stimulation; when the level gradually increases, love no longer exists to satisfy the body's needs, just as cooking is no longer to satisfy the appetite.

Nine-to-five people save money for a period of time and can also taste higher-level food.

But another kind of resource is different. When most people can't even satisfy food and clothing in this respect, only a few people can taste it in a way similar to art.

Like all art, it needs inspiration as well as precipitation.

To complete a good work, both are indispensable.

Gu Yun hugged Hua Shiyuan who was limp all over, and stroked her waist.

The essential oils from Southeast Asia have a good effect, which makes the girl's almost flawless skin smoother and tenderer. The curve of Huashi's round waist slopes down like a valley, and there is a charming firmness between the tentacles.

"Hate."

This is no longer the process of massage.

Hua Shiyuan didn't stop Gu Yun's movement, she whispered in Gu Yun's ear with a slightly misty voice, brushing her fingers on his chin.

Gu Yun held her waist and pulled her closer, giving her a long kiss.

Hua Shiyuan's star pupils were slightly closed, and her hands slipped into the hair behind his head.

How long has it been since you were hugged by your lover like this?

How long has it been since he kissed you?
Hua Shiyuan never pinched her fingers to calculate, she just felt that everything was too far away, and the days when Gu Yun was not by her side were always extremely difficult.

When Gu Yun hugged her tightly, the girl had already turned into a pool of soft and boneless autumn water.

She stretched her body and mind, and unscrupulously echoed her sweet voice in the room.

The size of the sofa is far smaller than the two-meter-high bed in the master bedroom, but neither Gu Yun nor Hua Shiyuan has the intention of hugging in another place.

They are unwilling to part for a minute and a second.

Spring is limited, seize the day and night.

Hua Shiyuan's head was pressed against Gu Yun's chest, panting heavily, and it took a long time to recover from the blankness.

But instead of getting up and going to the bathroom to wash, she looked up at Gu Yun with a smile on her lips.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

The girl pressed her cheek tightly and said quietly.

Gu Yunman caressed her sweaty back aimlessly: "What did you say?"

"Your heart is beating loudly..."

Hua Shiyuan murmured again.

Gu Yun smiled, then raised his head to kiss her.

"Do you know what I want to do most now?"

Hua Shiyuan broke away from Gu Yun's kiss, as if she wanted to continue listening to his heartbeat.

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Gu Yun didn't speak, but turned his eyes slightly to the two mobile phones quietly placed on the coffee table.

Could it be that he wanted to call Juzi at this time to avenge him?

"What are you thinking? Me, I don't have the same knowledge as a little girl like Wen Ju."

Hua Shiyuan got out of Gu Yun's arms, put her forearm on the back of the sofa, and turned her head sideways to look at the long and bright galaxy outside the window.

"I want to give you a baby."

In the next second, Hua Shiyuan's eyes turned back, meeting Gu Yun who was stunned.

Her voice is light and long, full of knowledge and tenderness.

Even though Gu Yun was prepared for Hua Shiyuan's countless responses, he was silent for a while.

"Isn't it, isn't it a bit too early?"

"Is it early?"

With round eyes, Hua Shi grabbed Gu Yun's hand and placed it on her lower abdomen.

"With a baby, I don't have to worry about those women outside of you. I also have the energy and income to take care of the baby. No matter where you are, I can give you a warm home, a resting space where you can concentrate on your tired nights. "

"Every now and then, the three of us go out to buy groceries, take a walk, take a walk, and raise the baby together. I can't think of a happier life than this."

When Hua Shiyuan mentioned the future plan, it seemed that all the goals could be achieved, and her voice was very warm.

Regarding happiness, her description is comprehensive, because the objective facts in it are all true.

But Gu Yun still didn't know how to answer.

Humans are insatiable creatures, our desires are endless.

Behind any contentment, there are hidden things that cannot be obtained at this stage.

If Hua Shiyuan is really allowed to conceive her own child at this stage, what will Gu Yun face?
The triangular emotional balance that he has been trying his best to maintain will lose its balance in an instant and collapse.

Whether it's Zhong Leyi or Wen Ju, they may turn a blind eye to Hua Shiyuan, but they absolutely cannot tolerate Gu Yun having a child of his own when he was still a student.

We are not fools about what problems we will face after pregnancy.

In the eyes of the general public, pregnancy after marriage is a fixed order like a king, and even unmarried pregnancy can be regarded as a big disgrace to the world.

Once Hua Shiyuan became pregnant first, let alone Hua Guoqiang and Zhou Fei's parents, even Gu Yun's family would not agree.

You and Gu Yun are married, so what are we?
It has to be said that for Hua Shiyuan, the Wenju phone call incident not only broke the anger of monopoly, but also made the senior sister review her own strengths and weaknesses, and found another excellent opportunity to change the status quo.

Yes, Hua Shiyuan was often jealous in the past. She believed that love is monopoly, an ending written by one person and another.

But as Gu Yun broke the love she was most looking forward to, she once made up her mind to break up, intending to end this relationship.

In fact, whether we believe in the existence of love or not, when we have had that kind of intense, passionate and violent relationship with another person, we have shared the ecstasy, pain and destiny of the other person, we are willing to die for the other person, and even fantasized about it. Die for each other...

Then eventually, when the relationship ends for reasons other than lack of love, we'll be desperate to feel that way again.

Or, we fool ourselves perfectly.

Use time as glue, lies as bandages, hide it away, and live again, telling yourself that what you have now is the best.

But how can we be satisfied?
If love really exists, it will never be described by pampering, warmth or respect.

It will be like Gu Yun and Hua Shiyuan, who want to tear up and swallow every inch of each other's skin, want to use every second to hug tightly, want to monopolize each other and be monopolized by each other, Show your partner how uncompromising you are and how much you love them.

There is only one such opportunity.

Most people probably won't even this time.

Once you taste it, you will never forget the taste of it again.

The current Hua Shiyuan is no longer her past self, nor is Gu Yun her past self. Their relationship outlook has quietly changed during their two-year relationship.

She can accept that Gu Yun has other women, provided that she wants to have a baby with her.

This is already a huge concession for a girl who grew up with traditional education and works in the system, and is extremely proud.

Originally, her happiness was like a river, which could reach the downstream all the way along the upstream.

Gu Yun's various actions caused the river to be pierced by the dam. Since then, her happiness has been dynamic.

It is composed of countless fragments, which have been continuously updated and pieced together over a long period of time.

"is it okay?"

The night was dark, the moon shadow was quiet, and the voice sounded again.