The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Seven hundred and sixty eighth little cute cub

The latest website: It is not impossible.

Putting Jing Yinyin's various objects in the study, pretending that he cares about Jing Yinyin very much, and then fooling her that she is Jing Yinyin, so as to win her over and let her be used by the National Teacher Hall.

This guess is very reliable.

Moreover, the guy just now had obvious reservations, and he still had something to say.

Whether she was Jing Yinyin or not, she would go to verify it herself, she had to believe him not just because of what he said.

It's not that she doesn't believe a word out of precaution against him.

The disciples of Xiaozhuwu wanted to send Gu Jiao off, but Gu Jiao refused.

She wanted to be alone.

When she pushed the wheelchair out of the purple bamboo forest with her clumsy bear paw, Xiao Heng who had been waiting outside the purple bamboo forest for a long time walked over quickly.

"I'll come." Xiao Heng said.

"Oh." Gu Jiao let go, and took back her pair of big bear paws and put them on her lap.

She just came out and was so busy thinking about things that she forgot to take her umbrella.

The sun was so strong that it hurt her eyes.

Suddenly, the light above her head dimmed, and it was Xiao Heng who opened an oil-paper umbrella above her head.

Xiao Heng said softly: "My wife said that your eyes may be a little sensitive to light in the past few days."

Gu Jiao's heart was warm.

Xianggong is really caring.

She reached for the umbrella: "I'll hit it myself, you just need to push the wheelchair."

Xiao Heng rejected her hand: "I still have some strength."

Gu Jiao thought of the young and powerful body she felt when she pressed him just now, and it was indeed not as thin as it was at first.

"Did you secretly exercise behind my back?" Not only the abdominal muscles, but also the small pectoral muscles, and the smooth texture of the arms, not exaggerated, just right.

Xiao Heng didn't even raise his eyelids, and looked calm and effortless: "How is it possible? I don't have enough time to study.

"

The wheelchair is really heavy, and it really takes a lot of effort with one hand.

But I can't let my daughter-in-law see that I can't do it.

Men can't!

——Starting tonight, add an extra hour of exercise every night!

...

Xiao Heng used all his might to push Gu Jiao back to the Qilin Hall. As soon as he arrived at the door, he met An Guogong and Jing Erye who came out from inside.

During the past few days when Gu Jiao was in a coma, Duke An would visit her every day.

Everyone knew that Gu Jiao was his adopted son, so he didn't have to hide it. In addition, he could visit the Empress Dowager by the way, but he had to be cautious.

After all, when he and the princess get together, they are the remnants of the Xuanyuan family.

He had just finished greeting the princess, and when he heard that Gu Jiao woke up and went for a walk, he couldn't wait to come and look for her.

He was lucky.

Second Master Jing said in surprise: "You are back, my elder brother is going to find Liu Lang! Huh? Liu Lang, why are you in a wheelchair too?"

Gu Jiao snorted: "I..."

Xiao Heng feared that she would say something stupid again, and hurriedly said: "Liu Lang just woke up, his body is still very weak, and the weather is so hot, walking too much is easy to get heatstroke."

"That's true." Second Master Jing accepted this argument.

An Guogong's concerned eyes fell on Gu Jiao's body, dipped his fingertips in the wet cloth plate on the armrest, and wrote on the armrest: "You, feel, feel, how, what, how?"

Second Master Jing looked at Mr. An's handwriting, and said to Gu Jiao: "My elder brother asked you how you feel?"

Gu Jiao said, "I'm fine."

An Guogong continued to write: "Eye, eye, still, hurts?"

There was still a little pain, but Gu Jiao didn't want Duke An to worry, she said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Go inside and talk." Xiao Heng said, "It's hot here."

Several people went to Gu Jiao's house.

Xiao Heng saw that Gu Jiao had something to say to An Guogong, he could be jealous of small things, but he would not mess around with big things.

He said to Second Master Jing: "Little uncle, I have some books to return to Zangshuge, you can come with me."

Second Master Jing glanced at the sun so hot that it could melt people, coughed lightly and said, "I want to accompany eldest brother."

An Guogong: No, you don't want to.

In the end, Second Master Jing was dragged away by Xiao Heng. Xiao Heng borrowed so many books from Zangshu Pavilion, enough for Second Master Jing to carry them several times.

"Why did I move?" Second Master Jing looked at Xiao Heng, who was empty-handed, with resentment on his face.

Xiao Heng sighed: "Oh, I'm a sick child. I have no strength to restrain a chicken. How can you be mighty and majestic like my little uncle? Let alone moving a few books, you can move a mountain."

Second Master Jing: "You're quite down-to-earth."

Xiao Heng: "..."

After Xiao Heng and Second Master Jing left, only Gu Jiao and An Guogong were left in the room.

Originally Xiao Qingkong was there, but Xiao Heng carried the sleeping little guy to Shangguan Yan before going to Gu Jiao.

The wind in the afternoon did not give a hint of coolness, and the entire Qilin Temple was like a big steamer being baked by the scorching sun, even putting ice cubes in the room would not help.

But miraculously, both hearts are very quiet.

It's a very comfortable relationship.

In order to facilitate the communication between the two, Gu Jiao's wheelchair is next to An Guogong's right side, and she can clearly see what An Guogong writes.

An Guogong dipped his fingertips in the water and wrote, "You seem to have something to say to me."

Gu Jiao didn't deny it, she just decided to investigate Jing Yinyin's matter, An Guogong came to the door, no matter how she looked at it, she shouldn't miss this opportunity.

She turned her head to look at Mr. An's handsome profile, and asked, "Can you tell me about Jing Yinyin?"

An Guogong couldn't move his body, but he could blink his eyes.

Seeing his eyelashes tremble slightly, Gu Jiao should be a little surprised.

But even though he was surprised, he didn't ask Gu Jiao, "Why did you suddenly inquire about Yinyin?" He trusted Gu Jiao unreservedly, and was willing to satisfy all her curiosity, without questioning whether she had other purposes.

"What do you want to know about Yinyin?" he wrote.

A father's longing for his children is infinite, and he can talk about Yinyin in detail for three days and three nights if he doesn't classify them.

Yeah, where do I start to understand?

First... IQ.

"Is Yinyin smart?" Gu Jiao asked.

"Of course." An Guogong showed an extremely proud expression while writing, "Yinyin is the smartest child in the world."

"Nonsense!" Second Master Jing's head suddenly grew out of the window. This is a guy who moved books halfway and then returned lazily. "Yinyin can't speak at the age of two! You're so stupid!"

An Guogong was trembling with anger, and wrote mightily and domineeringly: "Obviously one year old, seven months and thirteen days old, I will call my mother!"

Gu Jiao: "..."

Sure enough, beauty is in the eyes of beholders, and genius is in the eyes of parents.

An Guogong went on to write: "Don't listen to him, Yinyin is very smart, but she is late to recite, and she can recite a lot of poems after she recites. No one of her age can recite her."

So is it better than that?

This is not like something she can do.

She hates reciting poems so much, even if she memorizes them, she won't recite them from her mouth.

Gu Jiao made up a scene in which she with an adult IQ shook her head and swayed, and competed with a row of little kids to recite poems, which made her body tremble a little!

This is definitely not her!

"Yinyin... Are you close to your parents?" Unknowingly, Gu Jiao omitted Jing Yinyin's last name.

"Very close." An Guogong mentioned his daughter, his eyes were soft and doting, "She is very clingy to me and her mother, she follows us wherever we go, let her sleep by herself, she refuses, always hugs her own little pillow Sneaked into our bed in the middle of the night."

Gu Jiao made up another scene of herself whimpering, "My bed said it doesn't want to be slept by me today", and then ran to the house of An Guogong and his wife, throwing her chubby self onto the bed of An Guogong and his wife. .

Such a childish behavior can't be her!

Gu Jiao cleared her throat: "She... doesn't like talking very much, does she? She rarely calls her parents."

An Guogong wrote: "No, Yinyin likes to talk very much, and talks about his parents all day long."

"Mother, eat!"

"Daddy, hug!"

"Yinyin doesn't want to sleep yet, she needs a kiss to sleep."

"But Yinyin is so cute, who would be willing to reject her?"

Chirp, tilt your head, cute!

Gu Jiao's goose bumps came out, why is the picture in her mind so clear?

She just figured it out, it doesn't need to be so high-definition, right?

An Guogong wrote on the armrest: "Yinyin's mother and I have always felt that being able to have Yinyin is the greatest gift from God to us."

Gu Jiao looked at the writing on the armrest, and suddenly fell silent.

It must be a very happy thing to be loved and raised by An Guogong and Xuanyuan Zi.

"Gu! Take your daughter away! I don't want to see her again!"

"Mother……"

"I don't want you anymore! Don't call me mom again!"

"Mom, mom... I am obedient... I don't cry... I don't eat... you open the door... Mom... Mom, I'm so cold... It's so dark here... I'm scared... Mom..."

This is her childhood.

It is a night that can never wait for redemption.

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