The cautious and probing tone made Gu Shaocheng laugh, pat her head gently, and he was in a good mood to scare her: "If the porridge you cook is not to my liking, I will sell you too!"
What, he was clearly trying to scare her!
Chenxing hummed and went to the kitchen. He started working in the kitchen. He was in a good mood. He hummed a tune while washing tomatoes, and felt infinite joy in his heart.
The people in the kitchen were cautiously trying to strike, and then she remembered the time when she first arrived at Gu's house and cut her hand in the kitchen. At that time, he was furious, and she was trembling, thinking that he was really aloof and superior.
A person who is strict and cannot tolerate disobedience from others.
Looking back now, Chen Xing truly realized that he really cared about her and would not allow her to be wronged in the slightest. She found out so late, Chen Xingyan smiled and pressed her head: "Idiot."
In fact, where is the stupidity?
It's just that a man suddenly appeared in his life force and broke into his world for no reason. He only panicked and was careful every day. He was kind to himself every day, but he was worried that this kind of kindness would be missing for a day. He was even more afraid that he would become dependent on him, and then
Suddenly one day all these good things will disappear, and she will be severely hurt.
"What are you thinking about that makes you so happy?"
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted. A figure flashed into the kitchen and stole a tomato she had just washed from the sink. He bit it loudly and ate it with relish.
Several servants were looking at him like crazy, but Chen Xing rolled his eyes at him: "Why are you stealing the tomatoes I washed? By the way, Shaocheng is awake, have you gone to see him?"
"Brother is losing his temper. My legs and feet were so fast that I didn't get into trouble."
Ah? Losing your temper? Weren't you fine just now? Chenxing raised his eyes: "What happened?"
She was worried, wiped the water stains on her hands, and said hurriedly, "I'll go take a look."
"Hey, sister-in-law, don't go."
Huahua chased after him.
As they approached the door, Huahua hugged her waist from behind, pulled her back in time, hid behind the door, made a "shh" gesture to her, and then knocked her on the head: "You
What a fool. When I got angry, I didn’t know how to stay away. Instead, I got close to him and died."
Chenxing said anxiously: "He has just recovered from a serious illness. I'm afraid that he will get angry and harm himself."
Huahua still called her a fool, "This kind of anger is different from the anger you think. I won't be really angry in my heart. It won't hurt my body. It will only hurt the bodies of others."
Are there many types of anger?
Chenxing looked through the crack in the door and saw a row of Gu family subordinates in straight suits occupying the bedroom. The momentum and scene were quite shocking. In fact, Chenxing always felt that the sentinels at home were very imposing.
There is no need to be different between officers and soldiers in the army.
They stood in front of Gu Shaocheng, but they were completely bowing their heads.
Suddenly, Gu Shaocheng threw the document in his hand to the ground. He didn't say anything, he just leaned on the bed. There was no expression on his face. With one look and one gesture, the bedroom was suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
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That kind of aura that is not angry but powerful makes even the stars outside the door tremble.