Hidden marriage for 999 days: Mr. Gu is addicted to doting his wife

Chapter 91 Mr. Gu, Please Moderate 5
Since that was the case, she didn't need to say anything. Grandpa probably wouldn't dare to let her study at the University of London.Because her grandfather is a man with a lot of chauvinism, he can't see a woman who is not pure before marriage, especially when she is very strict.

She suddenly remembered that after her birthday, her mother took her to the hospital for a physical examination, and also checked whether the penis was intact.

At that time, although she felt embarrassed, she thought that her mother was doing it for her own good. It was nothing serious just to check, so she didn't object.

Thinking about it now, wouldn't it be Grandpa's suggestion?
"What are you thinking about?" Gu Qinhuai asked her, stroking her head.

She came back to her senses, smiled and took his hand away, "It's nothing, it's time for lunch?"

Gu Qinhuai knew that she had something on her mind just now and wanted to know, so she said to her: "Yiyi, you see, our relationship has always been very good, if you have something on your mind, you must tell me, you can't bear it alone ,do you know?"

The reason why he said this was because he was afraid that she would be burdened by the new relationship between them, and that she would be overwhelmed.

Gu Yiyi solemnly agreed, and immediately went back to the room to change clothes, then took his arm and went to the restaurant for dinner.

In the clear sky, Gu Qinhuai asked her if she wanted a glass of champagne, and she was so shocked that she couldn't help but look around, as if someone was watching her, and she was doing something shady.

Looking at her reaction, Gu Qinhuai could be sure that it wasn't that she couldn't get used to the wine that night, she was clearly pretending.

"I don't want it anymore. I want to sleep after drinking it. If I sleep until night, I will have another day of jet lag. If you want to drink, drink it at night." She refused with a smile, bowed her head to eat, thinking about some kind of night Possibly, the filet mignon on the plate could not be cut well.

Gu Qinhuai suppressed a smile, went around the dining table and walked behind her, held hers with both hands, and cut them for her.

"Don't be shy, I'm happy to serve you," Gu Qinhuai returned to the opposite side, made a gesture of invitation, and smiled like a gentleman, "Please enjoy."

Gu Yiyi was in a state of deer bumping around, hurriedly said thank you, ate in small bites, but still accidentally choked.

Gu Qinhuai couldn't help it, he laughed out loud, hurriedly went to pat her on the back, and brought juice to her mouth.

After making a fool of herself one after another, she couldn't justify herself, she was so ashamed that she couldn't bear to continue eating.

"Don't eat, you bring me a bowl of Mala Tang back to the room after eating." After leaving this sentence, she didn't even wipe her mouth, she got up and left as if fleeing.

After walking a few steps, he asked seriously: "Is it only Malatang? Do you want the bottom?"

She was shy at first, but when she heard the following two words, she thought about it again...

"Whatever." Throwing down these words, she walked away in three steps at a time, for fear that if she continued, her face would turn so red that she couldn't see anyone.

Watching Gu Yiyi leave, Gu Qinhuai couldn't help laughing, his heart was sweet and rippling, and he was looking forward to the night she said.

An hour later, when Gu Qinhuai came back, he didn't bring Malatang, but a bowl of handmade shredded pork noodles.

"This is not in China. There is no Mala Tang nearby, so I don't feel at ease looking for it, so I went to the back kitchen to make you a bowl of noodles. You can just eat it."

By the time Gu Qinhuai finished speaking, Gu Yiyi had already eaten several mouthfuls, and the food didn't look very good, which was enough to show that this bowl of noodles was not at all satisfactory.

After eating up a bowl of noodles and drinking the soup, Gu Yiyi wiped her mouth and said, "It would be great if I could eat your cooking every day. For this reason, I am willing to wash the dishes myself."

(End of this chapter)