The president's love for the little runaway wife

Chapter 91 Don't Learn to Talk Like Me
In the early morning of the next day, everything came back to life.

The biological clock at seven o'clock woke up Gong Che on time. He rubbed his hands on his temples on both sides, and sat up while rubbing them. After a while, he realized that this extremely messy room was the dressing room of their master bedroom.

The scenes of last night were replayed in his mind again, and the memory was clear.

Exquisite and handsome face, the smile slowly raised from the corners of his lips melted all the coldness and arrogance on his body, he covered his lips with his hand, and hearty laughter sounded out, such a happy laugh, the first time bloom in his life.

All of a sudden, from the bottom of his heart, he felt that he had what he wanted the most, and he wanted to laugh, and the laughter was uncontrollable.

In the past, everything that he thought was extravagant or unattainable, after meeting her, first filled his sight and made him miss her.This road called marriage and happiness, he was ignorant like a child, groping forward all the way, he wanted to give her the emotions he had never had in his life: love, care, security, he tried his best He wanted to give her everything, and in this willingness, he also got the feeling he wanted, the happiness that was unfamiliar to him.

She said thank you, thank him for letting her have happiness.

And he, thank you, she also made him happy, enriched his life at the same time, let him formally wave goodbye to the cold-blooded working machine in the past.

Xu Nianyi, who was disturbed by the laughter, let out a soft moan, her eyelids were heavy, they opened a slit and then closed immediately, she was really too tired and couldn't cheer up.

Gong Che turned sideways, reached her shoulders and knees with his slender arms, hugged her horizontally with ease, and strode out of the changing room like a primitive man.

He laid her down in the middle of the bed, kissed her forehead softly with his thin lips, and then reluctantly walked into the bathroom.

Toothpaste squeezed on the toothbrush, he looked like a beating heart, beating, and then everything in the bathroom became a living existence, the faucet switch was like her eyes, and the sound of the razor was like her The voice, the cloud on the blue towel that washes her face resembles her smiling face...

Then, there was a high-pitched humming sound from the bathroom, and the warm sunlight projected from the small bathroom window seemed to feel his good mood, which was extraordinarily bright.

After washing up, he changed into a serious and rigid black suit, walked to the bed, lowered his head and held her lips, and put on a solid show of French... before leaving the room.

Downstairs, side hall restaurant

Xiao Nian was the first to spot her father, she immediately showed a smile, and called energetically, "Good morning, Dad."

"Xiao Nian, good morning." Gong Che's good mood continued, he gave his son a smile, then pulled away the chair next to him, sat down, picked up a piece of bread, and spread sauce on it.

Unconsciously, he painted a heart shape, and then put the bread on a small plate in a lifetime, with an extremely soft voice: "Life, good morning."

"Dad... early..." Yisheng let out a voice as small as a mosquito, while peeking at his face, he was really a little afraid of him, but this morning's father is very different, his smile is so handsome.

Xiao Nian asked with a bit of taste: "Father, can I have...?"

"Yes." Gong Che's mood was clear. If his daughter had it, his son would naturally have it, so he quickly wiped another piece of heart-shaped bread and gave it to his son.

Xiao Nian took a bite of most of it, and it tasted very sweet. She tasted it with a 'hmm', then came to a conclusion and gave a thumbs up: "Dad, it's delicious, thank you Dad."

"Father, mine is delicious too..." Yi Sheng followed suit with a delicate voice.

Xiao Nian glared at her: "Don't imitate my speech."

"Brother..." Yisheng shrunk his head aggrievedly, looking at Xiao Nian with a pair of big dark eyes.

The old man Gong stopped him in a deep voice: "Nianxuan, don't quarrel with your sister." Then, the old man glanced at the smile on his grandson's face, lowered his head to eat, and asked casually: "Gong Che ,very good mood?"

Kang Bo held a cup of steaming black coffee, put it in front of Gong Che's table, and said with a smile, "It's the first time I've seen the young master so happy."

"Cang Bo, take it away, I won't drink coffee on an empty stomach from now on, it's bad for my health." Gong Che thought of someone stealing his coffee sample, and the smile in his eyes deepened a bit.

Kang Bo was really stunned for a few seconds, he made the young master's coffee in the morning, so he naturally knew that if the young master didn't drink a cup of black coffee in the morning, he would have a headache at noon, and this habit has been going on for almost ten years, right?Now, young master, is this going to quit the coffee addiction? !

"Cang Bo, take it away quickly, I can't smell it." Gong Che urged, looking at the black coffee with disgust, and who knows who used to drink coffee as a tonic before today.

Sure enough, mood is everything.

Kang Bo returned to his senses, and replied: "Okay, okay, I'll take it away." After walking a few steps with the coffee in hand, Kang Bo stopped, turned his head and asked, "Master, what do you want to drink? There is freshly squeezed coffee available. Soy milk, hot milk, or get you a drink?"

It looks like someone mentioned that drinking milk is good for your health...

Gong Che decided: "Heat the milk, it's good for your health."

"Hey!" Kang Bo asked how cheerfully he answered. He is an old man of the Gong family, and Gong Che can be regarded as being brought up by him. He watched the former little boy grow into a big man, and took over Gong's body. The pressure was pressing on him like a mountain, but he didn't cry bitterly. Watching the amount of coffee he drank every day, Kang Bo was anxious, and because of his bad status, he often reminded him that now, Gong Che can take the initiative to quit. Drinking milk instead of a cup of coffee in the morning, probably at Gong's house, except for Xu Nian, the happiest and most supportive person is Kang Bo.

The warm milk was brought, and Gong Che frowned slightly at the first sip, but the second sip seemed a little forced, but no matter what, he drank the whole glass.

"Kang Bo, let Aunt Kang make some of Xu Nian's favorite dishes at noon, and make her favorite ribs and lotus root soup, and send them to the room." After finishing speaking, he quickly added: "If she doesn't wake up, Warm it first, let her eat after she wakes up."

Those who came from the older generation, even though it was an unobtrusive statement, how could Mr. Gong and Kang Bo not understand the meaning.

It seems that the good mood, the milk that nourishes the body instead of coffee, the smile on his face... are all because of Xu Nian.

Mr. Gong put down his teacup, always feeling a little uncomfortable. Why did he feel like he was about to become Xu Nian when he pulled out his grandson with one hand?

"Okay, I'll let the old lady cook some of the young lady's favorite dishes, don't worry, young master." Kang Bo replied hastily.

(End of this chapter)