Chapter 690

The water vapor in the black and white apricot eyes makes Mu Jiutian feel foggy and shy. Looking at Gu Shaoqing, who is close at hand and is trying to control his emotions, he takes the initiative to put his hand around his neck.

The man suddenly stiffened his back, and then in such a quiet environment, Xiao she licked the corners of his lips, and his apricot eyes didn't blink

Next second, it's completely out of control.

When the police found a black Bentley that seemed to have some rhythm parked on the street, they didn't know how long it had been parked here.

Knock on the window, frown and whisper: "window down, please show me your driver's license."

It seemed that there was a woman's special whimper inside. It was speculated that the police's face was blacker, but after listening carefully, there was no friction of sisso's clothing materials. He repeated again: "lower the window and show me your driver's license."

About half a minute later, the car window was lowered according to the words, but a cool and handsome man's face appeared. His black eyes narrowed up and he was very unhappy. The sweat on his forehead seemed to hide his crazy emotion, but his clothes were neat and slightly wrinkled.

One hand will be in the arms of the same neatly dressed woman in the arms, black eyes flashing displeasure, voice hoarse clear: "what's the matter?"

"Driver's license, please."

Gu Shaoqing acted according to his words. After checking, the police couldn't pick out the others. After all, although the two people seemed to be in an emotional state, they didn't do those things in the car, so they could only give a verbal warning.

Two minutes later, the police left.

Gu Shaoqing pushed the car window up again and turned her eyes to see Mu Jiutian's face glaring at him. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of amorous feelings. She gave her a hard look: "it's all your fault."

"Well, blame me."

He was kind enough to answer. His perfect chin was still tight, but his big palm stroked her hair and touched it carefully. At the same time, he also had a dumb smile: "let's go home for dinner first?"

"Yes."

The car was not far away from qingzhai when it was restarted. In addition, Gu Shaoqing was driving fast, and it took less than ten minutes.

When Aunt Yu heard the news, she thought that Gu Shaoqing was the only one. So she was a little surprised to see him go around the front of the car, go to the co driver's seat and pick up a woman from inside.

"Sir?"

"Make some millet porridge to nourish your wife's stomach."

Now aunt Yu could see clearly the side face of mujiutian, and the red halo that had not subsided. She could see the appearance of good things.

Instant smile to the point of kindness: "the original wife came back, I immediately go, the wife also want to eat?"

"Nothing else, just some porridge."

"All right."

Gu Shaoqing didn't know the reason for the sudden change of mujiutian, but he couldn't get rid of it at all. Therefore, he felt the gain and loss of her wild growth in his heart. Now, even if he held her in his arms, he also had an unreal feeling.

After Mu Jiutian stressed it many times, he would put her down, touch her face with his big palm, and coax: "I'll cook noodles for you."

"Good."

When Gu Shaoqing's footsteps gradually faded away, Mu Jiutian slowly got up from the sofa and looked around with light steps.

As like as two peas, the fact that Wang's family lived here is almost exactly the same as she had left at the moment.

When Gu Shaoqing came out to see her, she saw a childish woman with slender legs sitting on a chair, smiling at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. She said, "are you ready?"

"Not yet."

"But I'm hungry." Jiaoli Jiaoqi voice, a pair of black and white apricot eyes do not know what to think, especially God, even reached out to him, to ten fingers: "you remember not to overcook, last time the noodles paste is not delicious."

Gu Shaoqing pinched her chin, low smile: "that you still eat clean."

"I feel sorry for your cooking for the first time, so it doesn't matter if it's not delicious. I can tolerate you, but I can't hurt you..."

Without saying that, the man's face was pressed close, his red lips were blocked, and there was a vicious warning: "if you say that again, you will be punished for a while, and you will finish eating."

"You cooked it for me."

Blinking a pair of innocent apricot eyes, and then when the man wants to lean over again, he points his finger on his shoulder: "your noodles are going to be cooked."Although it is clear that she said this on purpose, Gu Shaoqing still kisses her face and then turns back to the kitchen.

This time, the noodles didn't paste like the last time, but they still didn't taste very good. At least they didn't taste as good as the chicken soup noodles cooked by Aunt Yu. However, mujiutian didn't say a word. After drinking two mouthfuls of millet porridge cooked by Aunt Yu, they were full.

Finally, he pushed the bowl to Gu Shaoqing and asked for credit with a smile: "I'm finished."

"Yes."

"You're not going to give me a reward."

The way she spread her hands with her palms facing up, under the bright light, was full of a delicate and angry taste.

Man Mou color a dark: "what do you want?"

"How about my master bedroom tonight?"

Master bedroom.

Burning eyes locked in her face: "master bedroom can give you, I go to lie on the side, if you have something at night, you can call me."

She looked at him and hummed, "no, you stay with me in the master bedroom."

The soft and delicate voice is natural.

But for a long time, the man didn't speak, and then the sound of chair legs rubbing with the floor, he walked behind her, thin lips imprinted a kiss on her face, very thin, but the low voice was enough for her to hear clearly: "the master bedroom can accompany you, but I just don't know what happened to make you decide to make up with me in such a hurry, So I'll tell you now. "

"If you want to sleep in a familiar place, I can give you the master bedroom, but if you insist that I accompany you, I will always accompany you, and there will be no other people, eh?"

She thought for a moment, then she laughed and tilted her head: "in fact, I just thought hot milk was good to drink."

"Just hot milk?"

"Yes." She nodded with a smile, a pair of innocent small appearance, apricot eyes turned: "I think another brand of milk should also be very good to drink, next time you buy me ok?"

"Good."

When Aunt Yu, who is busy in the kitchen, hears the sound of the chair overturning and comes out to check, she only sees the picture of the host's back holding the hostess in his arms and walking upstairs. Coupled with the warm color lighting, it almost looks like the scene in the idol drama, which is too beautiful to describe.