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Five hundred and fiftieth chapters a day of truce

"I'll cook, husband, please help me."

Lin Yike spoke in a coquettish tone, and before Gu Jingting could answer, he had already tied his apron around her waist.

Gu Jingting laughed faintly, with doting between his eyebrows.

Lin Yike’s so-called cooking in person is just cooking bone soup, and the other dishes are cooked by Gu Jingting.

Who is helping whom! The food is served on the table, and the family of three gathered around the table to eat. Xiao Fanfan is almost three years old. He eats with a small bowl and a spoon himself. He looks very elegant, like a beautiful little gentleman.

After dinner, the family of three went for a walk in the park near the community.

As a public figure, Lin Yike can only wear a baseball cap and a mask. However, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and she is a little breathless after being covered by the mask.

There are occasionally wandering animals in the park, and Fanfan will feed them with ham sausages. Lin Yike thinks this can cultivate children's love.

Gu Jingting obviously felt that this was a waste of time. If you have this time and energy, it would be better to make more money and donate a small animal rescue station to help more small animals.

When it was getting dark, the family of three left the garden and returned home.

As soon as he entered the house, Xiao Fanfan started yawning.

Sister Zhang took him back to her room to take a shower and quickly coaxed the little guy to bed.

In the master bedroom, Lin Yike was sitting in front of the dressing table and blowing his hair. Gu Jingting walked in and was wearing a close-fitting white shirt.

The hair dryer in Lin Yike's hand was still buzzing, and Gu Jingting snatched it.

Lin Yike thought he wanted to help her blow her hair, but Gu Jingting turned off the hair dryer and threw it aside.

He picked her up from the chair and threw her onto the big bed behind him.

Because he was tortured by him last night, Lin Yike is still sore all over and his hands are pressed against his chest, "Mr. Gu, let's have a day off today?"

She blinked her big eyes that were both clear and innocent, and looked at him pitifully.

"You cooked me a pot of kidney-tonifying soup to make me quit?"

Gu Jingting raised his eyebrows evilly, and then, without giving her any room to continue to resist, he lowered his head and kissed her.

The temperature in the room is getting hotter and hotter.

At the end of the first time, Lin Yike felt that Bushen Decoction was still useful, and Mr. Gu obviously performed extraordinaryly.

By the second time, Lin Yike wanted to cry a little, wasn’t this too much trouble?

On the third time, Lin Yike felt that he would never make soup for him again in his life... until the fourth time, fortunately, he did not have the fourth time.

The third time, it ended with Lin Yike's crying and begging for mercy.

After the end, Gu Jingting's arm was still wrapped around her waist, and his face was not flushed and gasped, "Mrs. Gu's tonic soup was effective."

Lin Yike was afraid that he would come again. She was a popular young actress and was too cowardly to die in a man's bed.

Lin Yike felt that he must hold him to chat now.

"Mr. Gu Shenwu, it is absolutely unnecessary for me to prepare soup for you. I will never dare to do anything again."

"The soup still needs to be replenished, but your husband's kidneys are fine.

It’s better to drink some light, the winter melon and pork rib soup is good.”

“I will do it tomorrow.

Uncle Gu, can we go to bed today?"

Lin Yike's slender fingers poked his heart.

Gu Jingting took the opportunity to grab her hand, put it on his lips and kissed her, "Go to sleep."

Good night, baby.”

Lin Yike's head was dipped into the pillow and fell asleep immediately.

...Outside the window, the night is just right.

At this moment, Xie Yao, Murong Yubin and Xiaotong were sitting in the cinema.

The big screen is playing a Thai movie, which tells the story of an ordinary little girl who fell in love with an excellent and handsome senior and did many ridiculous things to get close to him, but she didn't know that the other person actually always liked him in his heart.

Later, the two misunderstood each other because of misunderstandings. The little girl went abroad for nine years. When she came back, she realized that the senior was waiting for her to come back.

‘For you, I’m willing to be a better self.

’This is the theme of the whole movie.

A slightly bitter but sweet story of first love.

In the cinema, some people were eating popcorn and drinking drinks, some were kissing in the dim light, and some were whispering to the plot of the movie, and only Xie Yao sat on the chair and cried.

She found her original shadow in the little girl in the movie.

She also once humbled and quietly loved someone for many years, and finally got the courage to confess to him.

It’s a pity that she is not as lucky as the little girl in the movie.

Perhaps, movies are movies. Nine years are just a number in movies, and movies always have to render a beauty.

The people you are waiting for are also waiting for you, and this is the best thing.

But reality is often unsatisfactory.

At least, in the years when she ran away, Gu Jingyu had never been lonely.

When the movie ended, Xie Yao had already wiped away her tears, stood up calmly from her position, and walked out of the theater with the crowd.

It was already twelve o'clock, and the night was cold and cold.

After walking down the steps, Murong Yubin said to Xiaotong, "You go back first, my sister and I take a walk."

"It's so late, don't you send me?"

Xiaotong asked with her mouth pouted.

"You look so safe, what's the point of giving away?

Of course I'll send my sister back."

Murong Yubin said for granted.

Xiaotong snorted at him, stuck out her tongue, and made a grimace.

Then, he waved to Xie Yao with a smile and said goodbye, and ran quickly across the road.

"So late, don't you send your girlfriend home?"

Xie Yao spoke in a faint voice.

Murong Yubin shrugged and watched Xiaotong get into a black Audi car, then said, "The driver of her family is waiting opposite him. If I send her back, she will definitely be questioned by her grandfather, as if she is afraid that I will make up for her."

Xie Yao smiled faintly and walked along the long street with Murong Yubin.

It was already early morning and there were very few people on the streets.

Xie Yao walked in front, Murong Yubin followed her half a step behind her, putting her hands in her pockets, and she looked casual.

"You, don't you ask me anything?"

When Xie Yao heard this, she turned her head slightly to look at him, "If you don't want to say it, will it be useful if I ask?"

Murong Yubin raised his eyebrows and said, "You have known about us for a long time?"

Xie Yao nodded gently.

"Xiaotong had no scheming and ran to my small studio to apply for a job. She was famous brands from head to toe, carrying a limited-edition bag worth more than 100,000 yuan.

I am not stupid and not blind, so how could I not see the problem?

There is something wrong with me, and you will know it right away.

This little eyeliner is so attentive. What else can he do besides liking you?"

"So you knew it a long time ago, so why are you still leaving her?"

"I can't let you down for your hard work."

Xie Yao smiled faintly.

Murong Yubin habitually reached out and touched his nose, and said, "It's my father's painstaking efforts.

Xiaotong is the wife appointed by grandma and dad.

Dad asked Xiaotong to go to your side, but he was worried about you. After all, your condition after the accident was really worrying.

Secondly, I hope you can cultivate your relationship in advance, and you will be a family in the future."

"A private wife?"

After hearing this, Xie Yao subconsciously frowned.

"Xiaobin, getting married is a big deal, because that person wants to spend his whole life with you. You must not be careless, let alone be at the mercy of others.

Do you love Xiaotong?"
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