Mr. Gu's heart loves her since ancient times

78 Chapter [-]
Gu Yan hugged the little girl into his arms, and kissed them densely, as if something was gradually melting in his heart.

He held her slender waist and slowly tightened it in his arms, plundering her sweet and fragrant breath.

Chu Yin's neck was passively tilted back, and the big hands on the back of her head held her steady. Their breaths were intertwined, and strange feelings were quietly piling up in her mind.

A soft and melodious cry came out of the little woman's throat, which penetrated deeply into her bones and made her ears feel warm.

Everything around them seemed to blur into the background. The two of them closed their eyes, and there was only the continuous heartbeat and the smell of each other that could not be dissipated for a long time.

It wasn't until Chu Yin could hardly breathe that Gu Yan reluctantly let go of her, bit her tender earlobe, and gasped heavily:

"Don't have this kind of question again, I will be unhappy...you know?"

Chu Yin was weak and lost half of his strength. He tilted his head and leaned on the man's shoulder. With a pair of bright eyes, he nodded shyly, and a trace of expectation climbed into his heart.

"Mr. Lang is a manly man. He keeps his word and never fails to keep his word."

Seeing the man nodding, Chu Yin burst out laughing, her stomach growled, and she covered it in embarrassment.

"hungry?"

"Ah."

Hearing this, Gu Yan picked her up and walked out of the bedroom. He hooked his toes and closed the door.

"I can leave..."

Gu Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at her, saying nothing, still holding her, Chu Yin's arms were still around his neck as usual, and the steady heartbeat in the man's chest could be heard in his ears.

He held her firmly, and she walked down the gangway step by step and entered the kitchen.

Gu Yan hugged her and placed her on the sofa. He pressed the remote control and went into the kitchen. He took out two eggs from the refrigerator, cracked them into a small bowl, and stirred them unskilledly.

However, Chu Yin's attention was not on the TV at all. From time to time, his eyes would sneak towards the man preparing dishes behind the bar.

In the open kitchen, his every move fell into the eyes of the little woman.

Gu Yan's back was turned to her, and the recipe was playing on the mobile phone next to him. He was lowering his head to chop onions, which was so spicy that he burst into tears. His movements were clumsy and he looked like he didn't know how to cook.

Seeing that he was about to reach out and rub his eyes, Chu Yin stood up and couldn't sit still anymore. He quickly ran over, took out a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and took an apron from the side. .

The woman's arms hugged the man from behind, her fingertips slid down the apron rope little by little, and tied a nice knot on his lower waist.

Only then did she realize that Lang Jun looked tall and slender, but his waist was very thin. Chu Yin stretched out his hand to compare, and Gu Yan gave her a funny look.

He cut a few times and gradually found a pattern. After a while, the distance between the knife and the knife was exactly the same, which made Chu Yin's heart skip a beat.

The little woman came up from behind and rubbed her naughty fingertips against the man's back. Gu Yan's scalp went numb and severe pain suddenly came from his fingertips.

With a hiss, his left thumb was cut by a kitchen knife. Fortunately, he closed the wound quickly and the wound was not deep, but a few drops of dark red blood still gush out.

Chu Yin quickly pulled his finger, put it into his mouth and sucked it without thinking.

There was onion juice on her fingers. Gu Yan subconsciously wanted to take his hand back, but she held him down.

After sucking for a while, she let it out. Looking at the wet thumb, both of them felt a little hot.

Facing the man's burning gaze, Chu Yin's heart pounded wildly, and he rushed back to the living room with a red face.

Turning his eyes, he noticed two pairs of shoes on the doorstep.The pair of women's shoes obviously belonged to Qiao Yunshu, and the other pair of men's shoes were not the husband's size.

"Mr. Lang, are there guests at home?"

Chu Yin shouted over her shoulder crisply, and the word "home" came out naturally from her mouth. Gu Yan curled his lips and felt comfortable all over, and his onion chopping movements became smoother.

At the corner of the second floor, Qiao Yunshu glanced at the two people sitting next to each other downstairs and couldn't help but clicked her tongue.

When she came to Shen Che's room, she didn't knock on the door in a hurry. Instead, she took out a small tube of disposable eye drops from her arms and dropped two drops into her eyeballs, as if she was crying.

So, when Shen Che heard the knock on the door and came to open the door, he saw the woman's tearful eyes as soon as he opened the door, and he frowned slightly:
"Why are you crying?"

At this time, he habitually got up early for a morning run. He had already put on sportswear. His black hair hung down naturally, covering half of his eyebrows. His whole body was as handsome as a bright moon.

Without waiting for his reaction, Qiao Yunshu threw herself into the man's arms, buried her head in his chest, and hugged him with her little hands without letting go.

Shen Che's whole body was tense, and his breathing slowed down for a moment. After hesitating, he closed the door.

Looking at the trembling shoulders of the person in his arms, he stiffly put his arms around them, and patted them unskillfully to comfort him.

"Don't cry, what's wrong?"

Qiao Yunshu buried her head on his chest, her eyes filled with eyedrops were smiling, without a single tear. Her mind crazily recalled the scenes of Chu Yin's usual coquettishness and crying, and she began to babble unskilledly:
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Shen Che was stunned and suddenly panicked.

Ever since I met her, I have never seen such a fragile side of her. Qiao Yunshu is always bright and dazzling, and rarely shows such sad emotions.

Shen Che's heart lifted and he quickly pushed her away and asked her to find a place to sit down. He turned around and poured her a glass of water.

When he turned around, he saw that the woman was sitting directly on his bed and got into the bed. Shen Che's temples jumped a few times.

"Didn't you say you let me sit wherever I want..."

Shen Che didn't defend himself, walked over silently, reached out and handed the water glass to her.

Qiao Yunshu didn't answer, she stared at the man with a pair of narrow beautiful eyes, suddenly sat up on her knees from the mattress, and threw herself into his arms again, quietly, without pretending to cry again.

His heart skipped a beat, and Shen Che's hand holding the cup froze in mid-air. The woman was very close to him, her soft breathing was in his ears, and then came the woman's soft and charming voice:

"Shen Che, it's already past 12 o'clock, today is a new day."

Shen Che was startled, and then he remembered what he said to her in the cemetery yesterday.

Today is my mother's memorial day, so we can talk about them...

"So, now can we talk about your notebook?"

Sensing the man's stiffness, Qiao Yunshu laughed muffledly and quickly stiffened her face.

She looked up at him with a hint of condemnation in her eyes, her plump lips opened and closed, and she uttered a few serious words with an ambiguous attitude:
"Shen Che, you have violated my right to name."

Hearing this, the man ducked out of sight, his handsome face gradually turning red.

Just as he was thinking about how to respond, Qiao Yunshu hooked one leg around his waist and pulled him backwards. The two of them suddenly sank into the soft quilt...

(End of this chapter)