Judging from his aura, he must be a rich man, unlike her who works hard for a living all day long. They are people from different worlds. She has never dreamed of Cinderella becoming a princess.
Until she got home, Long Qianqian's mind was filled with the scene of that man turning around, father? She smiled bitterly, she had no extravagant thoughts about her father.
"Qianqian, you're back."
Long Qianqian followed the sound and looked toward the kitchen. A man wearing a Pleasant Goat apron, holding a spatula in one hand and a bowl in the other, poked his head out of the kitchen.
Seeing this scene, Long Qianqian's originally gloomy mood cleared up.
She threw her backpack into the sofa, walked into the kitchen, and couldn't help but hug him.
"Yicheng, it's great to have you."
Gu Yicheng was busy, and when he heard her words, he paused, raised the corners of his mouth, dropped the spatula and bowl, turned around and tapped her lips.
"Of course, you just discovered it now?"
Long Qianqian smiled with satisfaction, but tears were welling up in her eyes. She leaned on Gu Yicheng's chest and whispered softly: "Yicheng, I only have you, you are not allowed to leave me."
Gu Yicheng panicked. He took her into his arms regardless of the fumes on his body, patted her back, kissed her hair tenderly and dotingly, and said softly: "No, unless you don't want me."
Long Qianqian didn't speak any more and snuggled into his arms again.
"Okay, girl, no matter what happens, you will always have my husband to support you." Gu Yicheng let go of her, and felt very distressed when he saw her look like pear blossoms and rain.
He won't ask her what happened, he just needs to give her support and warmth.
"Go out and wait, and try my husband's craftsmanship later."
Long Qianqian then remembered that Gu Yicheng was still cooking, sniffed and frowned.
"What does this smell like?"
Gu Yicheng forgot that he was frying an egg and it was burnt.
This is her and Gu Yicheng's small home, one room and one living room. Although it is not big, for Long Qianqian, as long as Gu Yicheng is with her, she has no complaints even if she lives on the street.
After dinner, Long Qianqian was sitting in the living room watching TV, laughing so hard. Gu Yicheng came out of the bathroom and saw her eating snacks and looking at the TV with a smile on her face.
He walked closer to her, hugged her in his arms, and took away the snacks in her hands with one hand.
"What are you looking at that makes you smile so exaggeratedly?"
Gu Yicheng looked at the TV and almost vomited blood.
"Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf!" No wonder he found that even the apron was covered with Pleasant Goat. This little girl has been obsessed with it recently.
Gu Yicheng took the remote control and turned off the TV. Long Qianqian glared at him dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"
"Look at me, I'm more handsome!"
She knew that Gu Yicheng had always been narcissistic. She knew it from the day she met him. Gu Yicheng became narcissistic, his face was not red, his heart was not beating.
"I've been watching it for too long and I'm tired of it."
Gu Yicheng came closer to her and rubbed his head against her neck.
"Then I'll let you change your taste and try something new."
Long Qianqian shrank her neck, trying to avoid his tender attack, but Gu Yicheng didn't give her a chance to hide and kissed her lips.
There was a sweet taste of potato chips on her lips, and Long Qianqian closed her mouth to prevent him from kissing her.
"Baby, open your mouth."
Gu Yicheng looked down at the woman with a wicked smile, and she filled his heart to the brim. Her appearance was not exactly beautiful, but she was still pretty, and her smart eyes shone with a simple and easy-to-understand light. She wanted to
What you do shows first on your face.
"No."
Gu Yicheng pinched her waist, causing Long Qianqian to laugh. She was afraid of being tickled the most, so she kept begging for mercy.
A Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked under the dim yellow streetlight, and two figures were reflected through the windshield.
There was a dangerous look in the man's deep eyes. He stared at the house in front of him, and bursts of clear and hearty laughter came from inside, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.