Mommy, don't run!

He looked at the clothes pulled away from his fingers. When he raised his eyes, the man who seemed to be in a hurry to "question" had left. After a while, there was a sound of closing the door.

After the cramp eased over, he got up, took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

After taking a bath, he sat on the stool, folded his hands on the empty platform next to the wash basin, and looked at the flowers inserted on the vase.

"Knock knock knock -" there was a knock at the door.

There was no more than a little vividness, and the tone was still used to calm, "what's the matter?"

"Tonight, I poured you a glass of milk. Come out and drink the milk and go to bed." The man's tone is gentle.

"You put it, I'll drink later."

"Yes." There was a response from the door.

After a while, I heard that the door was quiet. Gu Yancheng should have left.

With no rest of life, I gradually let go of my emotions, opened the key to restrain myself, and cried out all my grievances.

Crying came through the door. The man standing at the door didn't leave was very unhappy.

After repeatedly holding the milk cup for countless times, his eyes turned red, he bowed his head and took a deep breath, pursed his lips and said goodbye to his face.

He wanted to comfort her and apologize to her, but he was afraid to destroy a place where she could vent her emotions for the rest of her life. Once he went in, there would be no place where she could vent her emotions.

Gu Yancheng stood by the door for as long as he cried for the rest of his life.

When the crying inside stops.

Gu Yancheng turned back to bed.

Cry until my throat hurts, I can't swallow my saliva, and I don't stop for the rest of my life. Wipe the tears off my face, and then wash my face out when the sobbing stops completely.

When I came out of the bathroom, the room was still dark. I didn't spend the rest of my life bypassing the bed, sitting by the bed and holding up the cup of warm milk.

But his throat was so sore that he couldn't swallow the liquid. He didn't have the rest of his life to put the milk back on the bedside table.

I opened the quilt and lay in the quilt. I found that my side was warm from the edge of the bed, and there was the smell of Gu Yancheng.

His act of warming her bed made her heart feel much better for the rest of her life.

I just lay down and felt the bed move.

The man leaned over, one hand around her waist and hugged her, and the other hand held her face. The gentle and pleasant voice sounded in his ear, "night, night."

I was afraid that my hoarse voice would reveal that I had cried. For the rest of my life, I tried my best to press my voice and try to make something out of my nose, "huh?"

"I'm jealous when you go out with him. After all, I can't deny that he is more pleasant than me." The man's lip flap has been rubbing against her ear, as if talking about his uneasiness.

"He is my uncle. You are my husband. You are different." A lot of words, the hoarse voice can't be covered up.

"Don't you leave late?" Her hoarse voice was distressing and self reproach, and the man's hand fell on her heart and rubbed it gently.

"Where are you going?" Hold the man's hand and rub her heart. Every time she gets hurt, Mr. Gu will always comfort her heart.

"Mr. Gu just drove you away. I'm afraid you really want to go."

"Well, I remember. You let me go." Bite the lip flap and let your wronged little emotion not run away.

"Don't go. Mr. Gu is angry. You can't take it seriously, you know?" Swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "late, you have to go. Mr. Gu will go crazy."

"Drop -" the sound of tears falling on the pillow made the man hold the person in his arms tightly.

Kissing the corners of her eyes and swallowing the salty tears into her stomach, "late at night, you're like the spring on the toy. You're gone. Mr. Gu is like a crazy man out of control. You want to vent when you catch people. And you just don't get angry no matter what I say. I'm not Ziwei. I thought you didn't care about my feelings. I'm afraid you'll reduce your love for me." Because his family never lacks love late, he has no sense of security and is always afraid of her not wanting him.

He pushed away the man's face and kissed his lips stained with her tears. "I know you are nervous about me. Those are angry words, so even if you are wronged in your heart, you don't take it seriously."

"Late at night, you didn't take my angry words seriously. I'm afraid you're not in the room when I come back." Put your face on the face of your beloved woman and smell her reassuring smell.

"I won't go. I'll depend on you until I die. You said that life and death are inseparable, so I won't go. Unless you don't want me, I'll let go of your hand."

"This view is right." Gently kiss the swollen eyes for the rest of my life, "little girl, I will inevitably be impulsive sometimes, but you know, my heart hurts you and loves you. Please bear more of my bad temper. Don't share the same view with me. When I'm angry, I'll know I'm wrong."

"Did you give the clothes to uncle?"

"My things in Gu Yancheng never allow others to get them." Kiss her all the way to the end of her life, and try to appease her grievance with affection.

The fingers pushed the man's chin and were caught and pressed on the pillow.

"Yan Cheng."

"Call your husband."

"Old... Grandpa." Slurred.

"Well?"

Take back the other hand and push the man's face away.

"What's the matter, little girl?"

"People have something to ask you."

"What do you say?"

"You spoil me, love me and hurt me. Do you just don't accept my willfulness?"

"Late, if you don't be willful, is it still you?"

"Do you like the willfulness of others?"

"Yes."

"Do you spoil my willfulness?"

"Always spoiled, just angry words."

"Can you kneel down and show me Durian?"

"Yes... But..." what did you say for the rest of your life?

Kneeling Durian?

When I saw Gu Yancheng react later in my life, I hugged Gu Yancheng around his neck and began to act like a spoiled girl. "I heard that Chengye can jump into the air and kneel on his knees to explode durian when he landed. That's great. What about you? Do you have any unique skill to split Durian?"

Han Chengan, if he was subjected to domestic violence, why did he jump into the air and kneel to explode Durian? It sounds so good.

"Evening, is there anything else you want to see?"

"Kneeling keyboard continuously typing out a line of words, or kneeling remote control without changing stations, these are also very technical."

Gu Yancheng looked at Gu Yancheng who didn't want to kneel durian for the rest of his life.

"OK, husband, kneel, kneel."

Half asleep, Gu Xiaobao woke up from his dream and found that his mobile phone was there for the rest of his life. He was afraid that Gu Yancheng would see the contents and hurried down to get his mobile phone.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Gu Yancheng splitting durian to make me happy for the rest of my life.

Gu Xiaobao has a big mouth. Daddy is so powerful that he can split durian with his empty palm.

Alas, it's better not to disturb their world. Gu Xiaobao turned around and went back to his room with his hands on his back.

Gu Yancheng was relieved when he laughed at the rest of his life.

Ask someone to come in and take away the split durian.

The housekeeper glanced at Gu Yancheng.

Is this the end of the quarrel, Mr. Gu?

Young grandma, there's a way to make the angry Mr. Gu kneel and smile after durian.

When he returned to his room, Gu Yancheng saw that he was kneeling on the bed shaking his clothes for the rest of his life.

Perhaps after turning on the light, I looked at Wu Yusheng closely for the first time and found that there were scars on Wu Yusheng's face. Even the back of the hand holding the clothes was full of traces of blood.

"What's the matter with your hand and face?" Just after I turned on the light, I was only interested in amusing myself for the rest of my life, and I didn't notice these details at all.

"It's all right. I got it by accident." He smiled happily, "how about trying on your clothes."

Although it's all right, Gu Yancheng has been painfully reaching out to touch his face for the rest of his life. It seems that it has been treated. The wound has healed, but it's still red.

How many silly women are there who are obviously injured but don't care about taking care of him all the time?

After helping Gu Yancheng put it on, he kept smoothing his sleeves with his hands for the rest of his life, talking like a little old woman, "Mr. Gu looks very good in black, like those Ming on TV..."

He was held in his arms before he finished.

The man's generous palm stroked her all the time. He touched the back of her head and put his face on her hair.

"What's the matter?" She heard Gu Yancheng's deep breathing and his quietly tight body.

"Don't move, let me hug." Hugging the people in his arms, Gu Yancheng's eyes gradually turned red and began to blur in the back.

She heard the snort of breathing and felt Gu Yancheng's dull heartbeat.

When I looked up, I saw the man who was wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

Even if I wiped it quickly, the glittering tears in the corners of my eyes were discovered for the rest of my life.

He raised his hand and wiped the tears from Gu Yancheng's cheeks. "Why are you crying?"

"It's okay." Gu Yancheng smiled, took hold of his hands and kissed them. "Is it painful in the evening?"

"Ah, are you worried about crying because I'm hurt?"

"Yes, Mr. Gu's little girl was hurt. I was so distressed that I cried." He was moved to tears by his spare life. No woman had ever paid so much for him in his life. He always felt that he was not good enough for her and didn't deserve her, so he felt guilty and blamed himself for tears.

"If I die, don't you cry and faint?" Half jokingly serious.

He hugged the woman's waist, bowed his head and pecked her lip. "If you die, Mr. Gu immediately stabbed himself with his hand, and then went to accompany you."

"Bo..." smiled and kissed Gu Yancheng's face. "I love Mr. Gu, who has a bad temper in my family, very much and unreasonably."

"Mr. Gu loves you too." He picked up his spare life and went to the sofa. After putting the person down, he turned to get the quilt and hawthorn.

The happiest thing in life is to wrap the same quilt and eat the same hawthorn with Mr. Gu.

"Bad guy, give me back..." patted Gu Yancheng on the chest.

The man bit the remaining half of the Hawthorn and deliberately approached Wuyu life. As soon as Wuyu life came up, he retreated. In a hurry, Wuyu life took his face and took the initiative to grab the Hawthorn in his mouth.

Finally, I ate it and kicked my legs happily for the rest of my life.

With a white transparent fork, he forked up another one and handed it to his mouth for the rest of his life. "Later, eat another one and go to bed, okay?"

"Uh huh." Smiled and nodded.

Before eating, I suddenly thought of something, "husband, did you hit someone again?"

"Who let them not take good care of my wife and let her run away? I don't settle accounts with them. Who do I look for?"

"Isn't it still playing now?" For the rest of my life, I was so frightened that I pushed the quilt away with both hands to get out of bed.

Gu Yancheng pressed the quilt, "when you come back, I'll let them go."

"When can you change your temper?" After a cold hum, he took away the Hawthorn on his fork.

I won't let you look at the others in the house except Mr. Yan ShanLuo. I won't let you look down on my face for the rest of the night