Don’t want to suddenly cut the sky with a whine. Gu Zhuoyang’s whole face is black.

That’s what you mean, it hurts a little?

Easy!

Gu Da’s president is distressed to be annoyed.

It’s so easy. He really doesn’t have much power. That’s how everyone else answers it.

AnMuXi pain tears afraid afraid to fall pale it hurts … Gu Zhuoyang …

Gu Zhuoyang is busy holding her to comfort the tone. The look is as gentle as it is. I won’t hurt if I wait.

Said and gouged out a simple one eye.

……

Gu Zhuoyang, who was needed at that moment when Anmuxi was in pain, was in a particularly good mood all day. He was even more friendly to Anmuxi. Not to mention it, it was like a different person, and he personally prepared dinner for Anmuxi.

Look at An Muxi. She doesn’t seem to realize that she made Gu Zhuoyang feel in a good mood. He laughed at her whining like a pig when she set bones.

She has a bad taste for a meal.

She was in pain, and he was so happy?

Not to your liking? Poor wronged Gu Zhuoyang unwittingly continued to display gentleness and put a piece of meat in her bowl.

Anmuxi looked at the dishes in the bowl and suddenly remembered that she had never eaten anything prepared by Lishi Royal.

The little woman bowed her head and said nothing.

What’s the matter? Is the foot still very painful? Gu Zhuoyang’s warm voice then poured into the eardrum. An Muxi bit his lip and looked up at him with a smile. No, it doesn’t hurt.

Then eat. You didn’t eat much at noon.

… well

Should finish AnMuXi and lowered his head to eat silently.

I have already told Jane about your physical condition. From today on, I will accompany you to have a checkup on schedule.

AnMuXi surprised looked up with a mouthful of food in his mouth.

Her body. How does he know?

Gu Zhuoyang, however, continued to eat gracefully without changing his face.

Just then, the door suddenly opened outside. An Muxi was surprised and swallowed the food in her mouth, but she didn’t look outside for the first time but responded to Gu Zhuoyang’s words.

Don’t bother. I’m fine now.

Nothing?

Yeah, it’s okay.

Really? Gu Zhuoyang suddenly caught a thread on his lips and floated across the corner of his mouth meaningfully. I’ll check it later.

AnMuXi lips slightly didn’t understand.

I was about to say something when Zhouxi Wenyin suddenly came in.

Hey? Are you two eating? I just packed some dumplings for you tonight.

When people arrive at Zhou Xiwen, they put an insulation box on the dining table and looked at them cheerfully. Anmuxi’s face stopped. Xiaoxi, try aunt’s craft quickly, but even Zhuo Yang applauded.

Mom, I said once that your cooking was too salty and you didn’t give me meat for three meals. Do I dare to say it’s not good?

Zhou Xiwen …

Are you sure this is her own son?

It’s just a look, right?

AnMuXi couldn’t help but smile a mask.

Zhou Xiwen coughed awkwardly and then vowed, Don’t I dare not say, but this dumpling will definitely not let you down.

The result is really

An Muxi had no appetite after eating a dumpling.

Gu Zhuoyang looked at her and brushed her face with black lines with relish.

Eating his cooking expression is like eating shit. Are you so happy to eat his mother’s dumplings?

President Gu Da is capitalized. No!

Is he so slow in cooking? Or does she want to keep her distance from him so much that she doesn’t even want to eat what he cooks?

All kinds of ideas hit Gu Zhuoyang’s mind, and he became more and more angry. He snapped up his chopsticks and left the restaurant.

Full of Zhou Xiwen and AnMuXi humor suddenly stiff.

What happened to him? Zhou Xiwen blinked puzzled.

Aunt Gu, he is your son. You should know him better. If you don’t know him, I don’t even know it. An Muxi replied carefully after swallowing the last mouthful of dumplings, for fear that an careless one might make that person angry again.

His temper is so strange that he is just like Li Shiyu.

Li Shiyu …

AnMuXi expression stiff stiff heart again this easily jump out of my mind name mercilessly throbbing a..

I don’t know what happened to him …

Xiaoxi