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Aunt Li knew what she meant, and her heart was warm. "Madam, my old man comes back home once a week. The child is not around. I am not comfortable at home alone."

"Well, you'll stay. I'll double your salary."

"Thank you, madam."

Gu xiatong lived here for few days, bringing not much, so he didn't need to clean up anything when he left, just took his clothes and makeup supplies that he used to wear, and the rest stayed in the villa.

Most of the things that ink imperial wind originally were not here, there was no need to take anything away.

Apartment one.

The apartment where moyufeng is located in the top of three buildings is a double structure house.

There are two floors inside, the second floor is the study and bedroom, the first floor is the living room and leisure fitness place.

After visiting the whole house, Gu xiatong can not help but praise again, ink Yufeng is really very enjoyable.

The balcony in the open air is very comfortable to look at. It can be sunbathing on it. There is also a pool on the huge balcony, and you can go swimming.

It is a small villa, simple single men's apartment, atmosphere, dignity, through a low-key luxury.

Gu xiatong took his luggage to the main bedroom, and kept the things in the cabinet against the wind to one side, and he took the other side overbearing.

After the work, she nodded satisfied with the clothes of her own and ink in the cabinet.

He was completely not polite. As long as Gu xiatong was upset, she changed it or put on other things.

When everything is finished, the house of Mo Yufeng is basically everywhere with the traces of Gu xiatong.

Gu xiatong is very satisfied with this, and the habit is terrible. She is to let ink resist the wind and gradually get used to her existence.

Busy so long, Gu xiatong hungry stomach, went to the kitchen, and she was stupid.

It can be seen that the ink imperial wind often comes to the place, but the kitchen utensils are new, have not been used at all.

Those seasoning and cooking, even more, nothing.

Open the refrigerator, let Gu xiatong glad that there is a bucket of instant noodles and a few cans, and milk, then she frowns, do you usually eat this? That stomach will certainly not stand.

Really hungry, Gu xiatong will take the noodles out, hot water bubble, and finish her lunch today.

In the afternoon, Gu xiatong ran several supermarkets again, bought some vegetables and fruits and seasonings. In her heart, the family would have a home appearance, otherwise empty without a little smoke and fire, what kind of home?

Thinking that Mo Yufeng didn't know she would cook, Gu xiatong decided to show her skills today and get him a good dinner. However, if Mo Yufeng will come back tonight.

"Hello, Mo Yufeng, will you come back to dinner today?" Gu xiatong hammered his sour leg while making a phone call.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing. I don't have to go to the company today. I still have a taste in the kitchen. I decided to cook myself, let you taste your wife's craftsmanship. How about it, I won't come back?"

Gu xiatong turned over and felt the sofa here is very comfortable.

Mo Yufeng looked at the trip. After work, there was a meeting to open, and he also went to eat with an investor, sipped his lips, and Mo Yufeng took up his pen. He drew a horizontal line on the meal and replied in his mouth: "OK, there will be a meeting after work, about an hour or so."

"Well, I'll wait for you. Hang up. Bye."

Doodle -

when I hear the voice that the phone is hanging up soon, Mo Yufeng is slightly stunned. Nobody seems to dare to hang up his phone. Gu xiatong is the first.

Press the internal line to call Limu in.

"President, you're looking for me." Li Mushi knocked in at the door.

Mo Yufeng returned to the expressionless appearance in front of him. He took out the itinerary and pointed to the item he had cut off, and "push this out to me."

"But President..." Li Mu hesitated.

"There's a problem?" Ink squint at the wind.

"No, no problem."

"Well, what about the results of Gu xiatong's investigation?" Mo Yufeng continued to ask.

"Still looking up."

"As soon as possible."

"Yes."

After Li Mu went out, he felt a headache when he looked at the horizontal line.

The investor has a hard secretary, whose ability is high, but he is proud and arrogant. Moreover, the restaurant is initiated by them. At this time, he has to repent and don't know how long that secretary will be entangled.

Oh!

Li Mu felt that he needed to apply to the president for an increase in wages. It was also a kind of work to be destroyed by his spirit.

Get the answer to Mo Yufeng, Gu xiatong began to clean up the ingredients, she will do not have much, on a few hands of home cooked vegetables, also do not know that Mo Yufeng that person can not eat, but since she did, Mo Yufeng even if not want to eat also to eat.Think of here, Gu xiatong has no burden at all.

She would make a braised pork ribs, shredded potatoes, and a tomato fried egg and a few others. But two people should not eat so much, so they would simply make a three dish and a soup.

……

When Mo Yufeng opens the door, he smells a smell of snuffling. Then, after a busy figure in the kitchen, he is in a hurry, and he is relaxed suddenly with his busy back around his apron.

"What did you do?" Suddenly, a voice came in.

"You're back. Wash your hands and help me get all the dishes done." Gu xiatong directly orders.

"OK."

After three dishes and one soup on the table, Mo Yufeng looked at the table selling good things, looked at Gu xiatong's looking forward to the eyes, and sandwiched a piece of ribs to eat.

"How about it, is it delicious?" Gu xiatong asked in a hurry.

Mo Yufeng chews slowly, and does not answer immediately.

"How is it, is it delicious? If it is really hard to eat, you can spit it out. We'll take out. Don't be hard to give it to your stomach. "

Gu xiatong actually feels strange, she has tasted after cooking, the taste is the same as before, it has not changed at all, very delicious.

Is the taste of ink resist the wind different from that of her?

Spit out the bone, ink Yufeng and clip up a chopsticks of potatoes, and eat with the meal, inadvertently a word export, "later dishes are made by you."

"You take me as a babysitter, I don't Ah, wait a minute. You can say it delicious. Really, I despise your awkward

Gu xiatong suddenly laughed, began to eat, regardless of the face of the ink Yufeng hanging.

Ink is still calm, looking at xiatong, continue to eat very quietly, when nothing knows.

Gu xiatong thought of what, asked: "Mo Yu Feng, you said, do we have such a feeling of old husband and old wife?"