Hidden marriage: husband, be secretive

A pair of eyes looked at him with a smile, "husband..." the ending was long.

The voice was soft and crisp, delicate and sweet, which made people feel numb.

"I'm not angry." He went to open her hand. If it goes on like this, there will be no need to rest at noon. "You can also rest for a while, and your spirit will be better in the afternoon."

The tone was stiff as he didn't know.

Xu Nianzhi's smile deepened a little bit, and then he fell beside him, holding his head in one hand and his hair in the other. The curve of his figure was very clear, and his body was enchanting.

"Are you really not angry? Don't be duplicative. Women are duplicative. "

If he's angry and says he's not, it's a woman.

But Gu Shuai, a man with serious thoughts, can't admit that he is a woman.

In his mind, it is insulting to say that a man is like a woman, which means that he looks down on the man.

On her that pair of teasing eyes, "I'm not angry, sure not angry!"

Does he look like that mean?

If Xu Nianzhi knew that he thought like this, he would surely nod his head. He is really such a mean person.

Xu Nianzhi rolled a circle on the bed, this weather, soft and big bed, really comfortable, "confirmed the eyes, you are a serious person, you say not angry, then not angry."

Gu Tinghao was amused by her, watching her roll on the bed, rolling back and forth, the collar of the clothes gradually expanded, revealing a large white skin inside.

Of course, she didn't feel this. She just felt that her husband was really Buddhist sometimes and didn't like many catchwords on the Internet.

The state of life is similar to that of the elderly.

After dinner, he just goes to liuliuwan, and then goes home to sleep. He really has few nightlife, and of course she has few.

She is very few, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't. She used to follow Jiang Xiaoyun, but she occasionally wandered outside.

But since she married him, it seems that she hasn't been outside much. She usually comes home on time before ten o'clock in the evening.

"I'll give you the book. Take your time and I'll lie down." She felt so comfortable in bed that she didn't want to move.

Just grab the book from his hand, throw it back to him, and then lie lazily in bed do not want to move.

Lying horizontally, there's nothing particular about it. You can come as comfortable as you want. Fortunately, the bed is big enough. Even her posture doesn't affect him.

Gu Tinghao took a look at her, picked up the book she had thrown and continued to read.

That serious appearance, and her casual appearance, formed a sharp contrast.

Soon there was only the rustle of turning the book in the room, and the person rolling on the soft and comfortable bed stopped rolling, breathing evenly, indicating that she had fallen asleep quietly.

On a sunny afternoon with flowers blooming in spring, one is sitting reading seriously, the other is resting quietly with eyes closed at will. Time seems to be still, warm and soft at this moment.

In the afternoon, a knock on the door made Xu Nianzhi wake up and open his bleary eyes, "who?" He asked unconsciously.

Gu Tinghao got up and went to open the door. Grandma Gu's big smile appeared outside. "Tinghao, where is it?"

He sidled her in and said, "it's in there. What's the matter?"

"Read it, read it. Come and have a look for me. Is that dress good-looking? I want to go out and play. I need to wear a nice dress. "

Women are born to love beauty, whether it's a few years old girl or a white haired old lady.

Xu Nianzhi got up from the bed and said, "OK, grandma, I'll wash my face and come right away."

Women are still interested in choosing clothes.

Two women came to grandma Gu's room where she put clothes. There was really everything in the room.

Linglang full of clothes, spring, summer, autumn and winter, four seasons of clothes are listed in a very orderly way.

Bags and shoes, too.

This is her first time to take care of grandma's room. She usually doesn't dress up to take care of grandma, so she looks down on her.

Grandma Gu, who doesn't dress very well, has so much equipment.

Is the cloakroom twice as big as this room, or maybe several times as big.

Think about it, such a big villa, just these things can put a few rooms, and then live in a few of them, it's really crowded.

"Read it, read it, how about you see me in this dress?"

Granny Gu stood in front of the mirror, twisting in front of the mirror. She didn't know how, but she couldn't make up her mind.

This has been the result of her selection for a long time.

It's a very elegant fancy dress. With a long skirt and white skin, it looks like it has a lot of energy all at once.

"Grandma, this dress should be worn at the party. Let's go to the cinema. It's a little too heavy."

It is undeniable that although granny Gu is old, her skin is white. It can be seen that Granny Gu was absolutely a beauty when she was young.

"Well, I'll change it. Which one is more suitable for you?" Granny Gu still believes in the eyes of young people.

After all, she hasn't been to the cinema, so she can't make a fool of herself.

It's a shame to make a fool of yourself at a very old age.

Xu Nianzhi looked at the clothes in grandma's wardrobe and thought that since she went out to play, she had to wear something more beautiful, grand and generous, and would not look greasy.

Because grandma spends more time at home, and there are many home clothes in the wardrobe. In fact, it's OK for grandma to wear home clothes, but it certainly won't suit her heart.

After choosing, she finally chose a cheongsam. "Grandma, you must look good in cheongsam."

Mrs. Gu had many qipaos. Women in those days would like Qipao very much. They always thought that women should wear Qipao to show their femininity.

The color is a dark blue one with embroidery on it. It's very delicate.

The moment grandma came out wearing cheongsam, she felt as if she really went back to that era. The women in that era, wearing cheongsam and smiling, were all taste.

Because it's spring now, a light woolen coat is put on the outside of the cheongsam, and everything is just right.

In the living room, two men, an old and a small, are waiting bored.

Make complaints about Grandpa's mouth. "You say these women are old, they are thinking about dressing up, and they are eighteen years old."

Gu Tinghao didn't answer. He just listened.