The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Memphis's eyes are so hot that Yang Yunhai can't ignore them if he wants to ignore them.

Memphis was awakened by a knife eye.

Then I watched helplessly as Yang Yunhai helped Gu Lingling open the co driver's door and let her sit in the car.

"Brother Yang." Memphis shouted, "can you plant me..."

When Cheng Zi bought it and spit it out, Yang Yunhai's car had already driven away.

"Cough... Cough..." the car exhaust choked her coughing. The more she wanted to swear, the worse she coughed.

When the whole person can stand up straight, where is Yang Yunhai's figure? He can't even see a taillight.

Today, this man is completely lost.

Gu Lingling laughed happily in the car. "Brother Yang, you're too merciless."

Yang Yunhai didn't speak, but his eyes drifted past.

Obviously, it's just a very simple look, but why can Gu Lingling even understand its meaning.

He only pity her.

The old face blushed inexplicably.

Then I remembered that there was another one who was first supported by delicious food and now fed a pile of dog food inexplicably.

Today's meal is really too much.

Pity him for a lonely old man.

But he likes it.

I love to watch young people feel good about each other.

I didn't think about this before. Now think about it, isn't this guy Yang Yunhai eyeing their girl from the beginning?

Master Zhou couldn't help but snort coldly.

In this way, they took away their girl. What did Gu Chunhai do?

Gu Chunhai, who came back from a car far away in Qinshi, was inexplicably cold.

Is someone talking about him?

Gu Chun got on the door of the customs and walked towards a workshop.

"Chunhai, have you come to pick up your old man?" Someone greeted him on the way, and Gu Chunhai nodded.

Now, the old man has been hired back by the transformer factory to do technical guidance.

Thanks to the fact that these old men have never thrown these things away, the sand table is really useful. Now when dealing with these machine accidents, the old man is more handy than before.

When we arrived at the workshop, a group of people gathered there, and we could hear the argument from a distance.

Gu Chunhai stepped forward and saw his old father sitting happily in the crowd, allowing the two sides to debate there, and he would give some advice from time to time.

The atmosphere was warm and thick.

Gu Chunhai didn't come forward to say hello to Gu Laozi, but silently walked aside and looked at him like this.

As if he was a child again, his father was so full of passion and fighting spirit.

Gu Chunhai's eyes suddenly warmed up when he could see the way he instructed the workers again.

It's nice to have such a living father.

I felt ashamed again.

It's his incompetence as a son who is not as careful as his daughter.

Without Gu Lingling's sand table and continuous encouragement to his father, the old man would have been abandoned by now.

Gu Chunhai looked up at the ceiling of the workshop and pressed down the acid in his eyes.

I don't know whether my daughter can adapt in Kyoto.

Gu Chunhai suddenly missed her.

I'll take a few days off after this trip. Why don't you go to see your daughter?

Gu Chunhai thought so, and began to figure out what his daughter would bring.

The specialties of Qin city that the girl likes to eat must be brought. Then go to the mall to buy her some clothes.

I have to call my sister to buy clothes. He really doesn't know what style girls like.

By the way, I have to see grandma Yao before I go.