Gu Qingyi listened to Song Fengyu's question and said, "I have loved reading and doing miscellaneous things since I was a child. If Sima didn't like it... I wouldn't change it."

Song Fengyu's expression changed a few times and then changed. He thought he had heard it wrong. Shouldn't he say that if he didn't like her, he would change it?

Given that Song Fengyu was always cold and solemn, even though his complaints were like heat waves, his face was not visible at all, and he covered his white towel and covered his soul's window, which led to Gu Qingyi not finding any strangeness.

When she said this, she was actually a little nervous. The test was a bit too sharp, and she didn't know what reaction he would have.

Just as he was thinking this way, he heard Song Fengyu's voice coming, "Faced with farming, how can we call it a chore? Farming and serenity are the foundation of the country. You did it right. The training of the organization is for self-protection, so it is natural. These things should have been done by my father-in-law and uncle, but now I have to run around. Thank you for your hard work."

Gu Qingyi's face was full of shock and could not hide it. If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she would have thought she was dreaming.

"You and I have a engagement, and my father-in-law and uncle are not here. As a fiancé, I should share your worries."

Gu Qingyi:...

Is it developing a little fast?

Is this trying to seize my power?

"It's really hard to deal with the affairs of Huzhou and take care of me. During my recovery, how can I share your worries with these miscellaneous things?"

Qingqing?

Who are you calling?

Did I agree?

During her recovery period, I will share her worries. Isn’t your conscience hurting if you say the seizure of power so fresh?

"You just need to focus on doing what you like, whether it is dyeing, slurry testing, or fiddling with some white porcelain you like."

Gu Qingyi was really embarrassed to tell her that she didn't like these at all because she could make money.

Now that the high platform is set up, she can't get off.

"What do you think?"

Gu Qingyi felt that it was not so much, and was racking her brains to refuse politely, so she listened to Song Fengyu saying again: "Now I can't see things, I'm idle and idle, and I always have to do something to pass the time."

No, how could it be sold badly? If it weren't for the real Uncle Huang himself sitting in front of her, she would have thought she had been dropped.

The road ahead and the back were blocked, and Gu Qingyi had a headache. If she refused, she turned around the tip of her tongue for a few times, but she didn't vomit it.

It was so difficult for her. The mighty and domineering emperor uncle could not stand her even if she was a straight woman!

"Doctor Fan said you should calm down and recuperate. These trivial things are probably not good for your recovery." Gu Qingyi did not refuse this time, but was a little sincere persuasion.

"Qingqing cooks porridge for me with his own hands. If you treat me sincerely, I will also repay you." Song Fengyu looked at Gu Qingyi's face with a very wonderful expression. He pressed her down and made the corners of her lips not fly. "Under your careful care, I was in a happy mood and was very sad, all of which was your credit."

Gu Qingyi always felt that Song Fengyu had something to say, but she had to pretend that she couldn't understand.

Therefore, it is difficult to be a good person. Some things cannot be done. If you take the first step, you will have no turning back.

"Actually, there is not much trouble." Gu Qingyi wanted to struggle for a while.

"I know, it's just the time to recover from the injury. We will learn more about it. After all, we will live our lives in the future."

What else can Gu Qingyi say?
Chapter completed!