As soon as chuluo goes in, Jingxin just picks up the kitchen knife on the ground, and then deals with the messy vegetables on the chopping board in a panic.

Chuluo stood at the kitchen door and watched Jingxin put all the cut vegetables in the washing basket. Then she avoided her sight and washed the vegetables out.

Chu Luoyi

As soon as Chu Luo looks back at the TV which is still playing the news, she takes another look at Jing Xin who is nervous. She probably understands, so she doesn't ask anything. Instead, she goes back to the living room and continues to brush the origin of the ancient moon with her hand.

The editor in chief of the magazine is not very good at wind evaluation. It's really strange that its magazine is the leader in the magazine industry.

Jingxin's cooking skill is good. Chuluoyi must admit this. At least sometimes, the food she cooks is disliked even by herself.

Jingxin is gentle. She always says she likes it.

Chu Luo Yi didn't ask about the news or about Gu Xiyue. They were just talking about art and painting.

After lunch, chuluo went to the study to prepare the theme, waiting to pick up Lu sichen in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, Gu Xicheng was injured, so the task of going to the grassroots level to speak was given to one of his team leaders. He rarely had time to accompany his son and would not lose him.

[Gao Fu Shuai little brother: what do you do?

Luoshen: eh? Why are you here? It's rare that you're not busy.

Brother Gao fushai: Thank you for the injury. I have a half day holiday.

Luoshen: cold face, you'd better do something.

Gao fushai little brother: you heartless little girl.

Gao fushai: what are you doing?

Luoshen: I think about the theme. Jingxin has finished painting. I haven't started yet. I'm going to lose as soon as I go up?

Elder brother Gao fushai: I thought you were not going to do it until that matter was solved.

Luoshen: I think I'm going to solve it. Today I have a major discovery.

Gao fushai: what?

Luoshen: the ancient moon.

Gao fushai little brother: your son is going to the cooking class to eat. I suspect he is starving.

Gao fushai: Xiyue?

Gao fushai: why her?

Luoshen: you didn't feed my son?

Gao fushai little brother: conscience of heaven and earth, just took him to the canteen for lunch at noon, he took a fancy to the radish flower carved by other people's little soldiers, O, special emphasis, his parents will not do this.

Luoshen

Luoshen: forget it. Starve him. 】

GU Xicheng looks at his son playing with his toy gun with a low smile. The kid just feels cold on his back and looks back at his father.

Why do you feel overcast?

Gu Xicheng was indifferent and continued to talk with his daughter-in-law.

Little ghost:.... "

Dad must have done something sorry for him. It must be like this.

[Gao Fu Shuai little brother: you haven't said why Gu Xiyue?

Luoshen: I can't tell you that for the time being.

Gao fushai: Chu Luoyi! 】

Chulo glances at the threat on the dialog box, thinks about it and starts typing again.

I don't think it's good for you to threaten me.

Elder brother Gao fushai: Well, next time I'll do it directly.

Luoshen: domestic violence is to be arrested.

Luo Shen: you just say, who do you think Gu Xiyue is?

Gao fushai little brother: when I was a child, I grew up in a villa area by myself, and my relationship was not good enough to understand. 】

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