Hidden marriage: husband, be secretive

Hung up the phone, Xu Nianzhi is not powerless, also not virtual soft, all of a sudden seems to be full of fighting spirit, began to clean up the house.

All the things that men use are piled up in the master bedroom, and their own things are put in the second bedroom.

Of course, it's impossible to let go of all the clothes, just a few.

Fortunately, the second bed always had pillows and sheets. She didn't need anything, and she didn't need much effort. Then she locked the door of the master bedroom.

Cause "friend" is not at home, go out to lock the door.

Then I went to check the living room, bathroom, balcony... After checking, I didn't find any suspicious places, so I nodded and relaxed.

Now that her relationship with Gu Tinghao is not open, she always feels that there is a big gap between them. She doesn't know where their feelings will go.

After cleaning up, look at the time. It's still early. At this time, I started to go to the kitchen and stew the soup. It's still the old duck soup, which is also in the refrigerator.

I bought it with Gu Tinghao in the supermarket last time, but I didn't have time to stew, so he went back to work.

At ordinary times, she doesn't like to make any big dishes by herself, just eat something simple.

As long as Gu Tinghao is not at home, the whole family is not hungry.

"Button button..." soup stew not long, someone knocked on the door, it is estimated that Jiang Xiaoyun came.

Open the door, sure enough, it's her, "you're here."

"Why do you live here? This is a high-end community. It's very cheap. "

Even people like Jiang Xiaoyun who don't eat fireworks and don't know the hardships of the people all know that the location here is not cheap. You can imagine that this is almost where the rich live.

Xu Nianzhi can only smile, "well, his parents bought it for him. It seems that his family is good." Vaguely cope with the past, "hurry in and sit down, I stewed duck soup."

Although Jiang Xiaoyun was suspicious, he didn't think too much about it. For food, of course, what we eat is more important.

Eyes are bright a few minutes, "also stewed soup ah, great, recently every day Delicacies, I am tired of eating, drink soup good ah."

Miss Jiang lives outside every day. Of course, she seldom eats any home cooked food.

He went into the room and said, "look what I have with me."

"What?" Xu Nianzhi looked at her bag, heavy.

"Wine, just the two of us can have a good drink."

"Well, who's afraid of who."

Anyway, at home, drinking and chatting, you can just talk about the depression in your heart, or give her a shock today.

Because there are only two of them, so a soup, and then a little wine and vegetables can be completely, very simple.

They didn't come to the table either. They were on the tea table, watching TV, chatting and eating at the same time.

Jiang Xiaoyun took a sip of the soup. "Well, it's delicious. Read it, your craftsmanship is still so good. If anyone marries you in the future, it's his blessing."

While drinking soup, he looked at his friend's jade like face and said with great regret, "how can I not be a man? I wish I were a man. If I were a man, I would marry you. You would be my daughter-in-law, warm my bed every day and make delicious food for me."

"You think so." Xu Nianzhi can if the eye son of star seems to look at her, this Ya of still tease on her.