Ruan Anlan immediately showed a surprised expression after hearing this, "Does it taste good?"
"Well, it's not bad, and it suits my appetite." Gu Tingyuan smiled.
Ruan Anlan felt as if she had been injected with chicken blood. She lowered her head excitedly and took another spoonful and brought it to Gu Tingyuan's lips.
Gu Tingyuan lowered his head and drank, very cooperative.
The bowl of soup bottomed out, and Ruan Anlan touched her hair, with an awkward and arrogant look on her face, and the proud curve of her mouth that could not be suppressed.
"Actually, I stewed this bowl of soup. It took me more than three hours. I knew that I was on stage and in the kitchen. You would really make a lot of money by marrying me, Gu Tingyuan."
Ruan Anlan poked Gu Tingyuan's chest, but Gu Tingyuan pinched his finger and pressed it on his heart.
"Yes." Gu Tingyuan stared deeply into her eyes and said with a magnetic voice: "If you have such a wife, what else can a husband ask for?"
His eyes were naturally beautiful, shimmering, and shaped like peach blossoms, but they were black and shiny, giving him a cold and affectionate feeling when he stared at people.
Being looked at so deeply by Gu Tingyuan, Ruan Anlan couldn't resist and immediately softened.
She lay in his arms as if she had no bones, hugging Gu Tingyuan's neck and kissing his ears.
How could Gu Tingyuan withstand such teasing? He reacted instantly. His stiff arms lay across Ruan Anlan's waist, and the next second he was lifted up.
Ruan Anlan exclaimed and blocked the man's fiery movements before his lips blocked her breathing.
"Huh?" Gu Tingyuan's eyes changed, and a strong hormonal smell suddenly erupted in the air.
Ruan Anlan adjusted her breathing, blushed and grabbed the clothes on Gu Tingyuan's chest, "Gu Tingyuan, I have something to discuss with you."
"Well, tell me." He said as he continued to caress her under her clothes.
Ruan Anlan's whole body was numb, and she was biting her lower lip to barely stop her breathing.
He pinched Gu Tingyuan's troublesome hand and glared at him.
"It's like this. The filming of my drama is progressing very quickly and will probably be completed around October. I plan to take a break."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements then."
"No." Ruan Anlan gritted her teeth, looked into Gu Tingyuan's eyes and said, "I want to go to Country Y. If I don't understand many things, I will never let go."
Gu Tingyuan's breathing became lighter instantly.
His deep black eyes stared at her momentarily, like the most dazzling stars in the sky.
At this moment, in addition to being dazzled, Ruan Anlan also had an illusion similar to panic in her heart.
However, Gu Tingyuan didn't say anything unnecessary, he just patted her on the back, his voice gentle and not deliberately lowered.
"Okay, I'll accompany you."
All Ruan Anlan was thinking was to find out the cause of Zheng Zhiya's death.
Who is the person behind the scenes? Is it related to Naris? What is the memory she forgot?
These mysteries must be uncovered one by one, otherwise her heart will always be accumulated and she will never be able to move.
I have been taking the medicine prescribed by Baicaosheng, but the strange thing is that half a month has passed, and the key memories are always fragmented and fragmented.
Sometimes I think about it a little bit after a while.
Ruan Anlan leaned on Gu Tingyuan's chest and said dullly: "Call my master over tomorrow. I want to ask what's going on."
"Yeah." Gu Tingyuan hugged her, all the charming and ambiguous thoughts were gone.