Priceless Cute Wife:President's 33 Days of Love

Glancing at her line of sight, Zhu Zhiyi almost jumped up, quickly pulled out the power supply of the computer and gave her a giggle, "we'll go shopping later. Women are in a bad mood. Just go shopping!"

"Would it be convenient for me to stay with you for a while?" Gu Xiaoai said suddenly.

"Ah?" Zhu Zhiyi Leng next, and then repeatedly nodded, busy way, "convenient, of course convenient, you have to live for how long no problem."

"I'll move out when I get a job."

"Looking for a job?" Zhu Zhiyi looked at her in shock.

No way. After such a big accident, my father is not my father. My fiance has become my brother. She is still in the mood to find a job?!

What happened to Gu Xiaoai?!

Is it too sad... Will not vent their emotions?!

"Well, I've been out of work for a long time, and it's time to find a new job." Gu Xiaoai nodded. There was no emotion on her face. She couldn't see whether she was happy or sad. "I'll take a bath first."

"Oh, oh..."

Zhu Zhiyi was completely fooled by Gu Xiaoai's "normal" reaction.

Generally speaking, when encountering this kind of thing, people cry heartbroken. Why does Gu Xiaoai look so normal?

Normal... Not normal.

Gu Xiaoai goes into the bathroom to take a bath. The warm water drips down. Gu Xiaoai glances at the bruise on his leg that has just been hit by a stone.

There's chaos in my head.

Gu Xiaoai took the shower and poured it on his face... So fascinated that he couldn't open his eyes.

Abdominal suddenly faint pain, and then did not feel.

After taking a bath, Gu Xiaoai put on his clothes and took care of his hair to make himself look more energetic in the mirror.

Zhu Zhiyi lives in a celibate apartment. It's hard to avoid some chaos at home. Gu Xiaoai cleans up her apartment inside and outside after taking a bath.

Aware of hunger, Gu Xiaoai next two bowls of noodles, called Zhu Zhiyi to eat, "Xiaoyi, come to eat noodles."

"Oh, oh." Zhu Zhiyi looked at her with some fear.

In this case, will Gu Xiaoai's dishes be extremely bad... Or directly poisoned? Die with her?!

Unexpectedly, Gu Xiaoai's noodles maintained the same level, fragrant, smooth and delicious.

Looking at her delicious food, Zhu Zhiyi couldn't help patting down her chopsticks and asked, "Xiao AI, are you ok? You look terrible like this... "