Madam, Mr. Gu begs you to pamper him!

Chapter 227 The man coaxed her in a low voice, "I'll feed you, okay?"

Gu Tingche's long arms naturally wrapped around the woman's slender waist, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was magnetic: "Why didn't you tell me in advance when my aunt came?"

From this point of view, Gu Tingche and Shu Yi are like a loving couple.

After finishing speaking, the man smiled at Yun Huimin.

He looks gentle and handsome, with the air of an elegant nobleman, it's hard not to like him.

Yun Huimin, who had spoken plausibly to him just now, didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly as a signal.

Shu Yi looked at him, "Why did you come back so early today?"

It seems to be less than six o'clock now.

Usually this man would be busy until seven o'clock, at least.

Gu Tingche looked at her with a gentle expression: "Our aunt is back, so I have to come back to treat guests, right?"

After speaking, the man turned to Yun Huimin again, and said to her, "My aunt is here, and Ting Che didn't go out to pick you up in person, so I really missed myself."

Only then did Yun Huimin realize that Shu Yi hadn't told Gu Tingche that she was going back to the imperial capital.

Their husband and wife relationship has reached this point?

No wonder Yi'er was a little hesitant when she said she wanted to live here.

Yun Huimin met Gu Tingche's eyes, "My niece and son-in-law are busy with everything, and they don't take care of me."

Gu Tingche asked, "What does Auntie like to eat?"

"I'm used to living abroad, and I usually eat more Western food. But when I finally go back to China, it's not bad to be able to eat Chinese food. You can just follow the arrangement."

The man rolled up one sleeve, revealing his fair wrist.

"What taboos does Auntie have?"

"I don't eat garlic and leeks, everything else is optional."

"Okay, then my aunt and wife will sit and chat for a while, and I will make arrangements."

After finishing speaking, Gu Tingche let go of Shu Yi's hand and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at the man's tall and tall back, Yun Huimin couldn't help but ask Shu Yi, "What do you mean?"

Shu Yi picked up the teapot in front of her and poured another cup of tea for Yun Huimin, "Master Gu may be cooking himself."

"Cooking?" Yun Huimin's voice raised a bit.

Before coming here, she didn't know what kind of character Shu Yi's husband was.

But after entering the villa just now, every brick and tile here exudes an atmosphere of luxury and wealth.

Looking at the man's outfit just now, I also know that he is definitely not a thing in the pool.

When standing with Shuyi, it can be called a perfect match.

Can a noble son who is pampered by a rich family know how to cook?
Shu Yi nodded, and put down the teacup in her hand, "It means that my aunt and I have a good time tonight. The noble son of the Gu family doesn't easily cook."

Yun Huimin was a little stunned, she didn't expect Gu Tingche to look gentle, and at first glance, he was a successful person who was able to do a job in the mall.

I can't imagine him washing his hands and making soup.

Shu Yi talked with Yun Huimin for a long time before getting up and walking towards the kitchen.

There were two servants in the kitchen helping the man.

Gu Tingche's tall and straight figure stood in front of the floating platform, with a simple apron on his chest, and he was chopping vegetables in an orderly manner.

Shallow bangs sprinkled on the forehead, covering a small shadow.

Looks skilled, very good at it.

Shu Yi focused her gaze, and subconsciously imagined a certain day many years ago.

This man cooks for her in the same way——

At that time, because of Gu's cooperation contract with foreign countries, Shu Yi and Gu Tingche went to Europe to discuss business together.

On the first day there, Shu Yi fell ill due to acclimatization.

People are always very fragile when they are sick, and Shu Yi rarely said weakly that she doesn't want to eat foreign food, which is greasy.

This man cooks himself and takes care of her food and daily life.

At that time, their husband-wife relationship was at a very delicate stage, not particularly warm, but not particularly indifferent.

The most communication is in bed.

On other occasions, for the benefit of the company, the two only maintain a cooperative relationship of mutual respect.

Digging up Shu Yi who was buried in the quilt from the bed, holding her in her arms and coaxing softly——

"Hey, I made white porridge for you. It's best to eat when you have a fever just out of the pot. How about you take a few sips, okay?"

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