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Chapter 41:Being Called Mrs. Gu

The city knows very well that this is too tempting and confusing.

He was really enticed and promised the little girl.

Then, he is more willing to believe that after a few years, the small thoughts have always existed in such a state of not seeing, and watching her friends and classmates get married and have children, she will surely hate herself more.

The more you care about a person, the less likely it is that person to hate himself.

Such an idea suddenly wakes up the city of Gunan, and even some of the consternation.

In such a short time, the hour can change from a bad girl who can be called a stranger to a person who cares about himself.

Is it a man’s fault?For 18-year-old girls will always be unvetted like, and even such a like can go beyond the scope of many taboos.

"After the call to class, the doctor will come to deal with."The sound of the city of Southern was cold again.

He said, “It’s faster than turning your face!”

“Go to class.”

“Go to.You can bite me!You bite me!”

“Honestly, you do this again, believe me or not I’ll throw you out!”

Gu Nancheng looked at the little girl who was arrogant and grimaced, and threatened in a low voice.

As a result, he was surprised but he made a face to this person: “Quick, fast, throw me out.”I told my mother that you were pinch and beat me, kissed and kissed me.My mother couldn't believe it, and I could still show her the marks on my waist and the wound on my mouth."

The hour thought was not afraid of people at all, a fear of the world's undisturbable appearance: "Oh, then the fact that the little uncle and the niece are messing up, the fact of the ren Leonard!"

Gu Nancheng was finally laughed at, and did not bother to pay for the crazy little girl.

The doctor also arrived at the same time, and the little girl immediately became the well-behaved and unspeakable person, and went to the door at peace, and then took the doctor to the room in Gunan City.

The doctor checked the body of Gu Nancheng and then re-examined the body temperature, and the diagnosis was only caused by excessive fatigue and catching cold fever and cold.

The little thought suddenly thought that this person was braved by the rain last night to find himself, and this person was drunk before.

In fact, that guilt is even more obvious.

“Doctor, do you need to pay attention to anything?”He turned around and asked the doctor, very respectful and serious.

The doctor stood stunned, subconsciously looked at the hour, looked at the small thoughts, and then looked at the southern city, and then smiled and opened: "Gu's body has been very good, this fever will not be hindered, these days, the lightness of food on the food can be, pay attention to rest..."

From time to time, I asked a few questions, and the doctor answered patiently.

The whole city didn’t say a word.

Until the small time to ask satisfied, this is the nod: "Thank you, I will pay attention."

"There's always a wife, I'm really lucky."The doctor said something happened.

After serving in the upper circle for a long time, he saw too many divorced couples, so wholeheartedly for a person, he really has not seen for a long time.

“Dr. Zhao, she is...”

Gu Nancheng frowned before he wanted to explain, and Xiaomai had quickly interrupted the man's words: "Dr. Zhao, please help you today, I will send you out."

"Well, thank you, Mrs. Gu."Dr. Zhao nodded his head.

The hourly thought of him laughing at the extra gentleness, all the way to send Dr. Zhao out of the apartment door, did not explain his relationship with Gunan City clearly.

It feels really good to be called Mrs. Gu.

The little girl's mouth was involuntarily cocked, and a small proud face.

But thinking of Gunan City's face that was to be left out of the relationship with himself, the little girl was not happy, pouting, did not say a word, and the sullen re-closing came back.

While walking, she sent a WeChat message to Suzen again, asking her to help take a leave of absence for herself.

After receiving Su Chen's reply, he read the phone when he read, and looked at the door of the room, faintly, she saw Gu Nancheng on the phone, wanted to go in to stop, and was afraid of the hostage asking himself why he had just denied it.

Finally, almost heartless, he spit his tongue at the guest room, and then quickly walked to the kitchen.

Just now, Dr. Zhao said that if the patient wants to eat light, then cook the porridge.

Looking at the few ingredients in the refrigerator, she planned to cook the simplest vegetables and lean porridge, but looking at the ingredients on the platform, the little girl's whole face would wrinkle.

She wouldn't.

For a moment, I wanted to throw away and simply choose to take out.

And think about it online, grab a man's heart, first of all to seize this man's stomach, she began to work hard on the phone to study how to do porridge.

...

There is a mess in front of the flow table, the complete ridge of the meat is cut in the 70s and eight, can see the use of the poor, the ground melon powder stained with a noodles, green vegetables are also cut to hide.

Not to mention, the porridge in the pot.

No matter how the small thought stirs, she felt that those rice grains were always rice grains, and there was no reaction at all.

The water is getting less and less...

Finally, the bottom of the pot was almost burned, and the little girl quickly turned off the stove, and then looked at the confusion in front of her, and she did not know where to deal with it.

A small thought of a face to fail.

...

Gu Nancheng knew that the hour had not gone, and the little girl who was usually boring like a small sparrow was now silent, which made him a hint of uneasiness.

Just trying to get out of the bedroom to find a small idea, he smelled a charred smell, very light, but inevitably into the tip of his nose.

In an instant, Gu Nancheng's eyebrows frowned, and he did not want to go to the kitchen.

When he saw the tragedy of the kitchen, the whole people in Guannan City were not well: "Little time, are you ready to burn the kitchen?"

The sudden sound, let the small idea startled a big surprise, and then saw that it was Gunan City, she was a little aggrieved, and did not dare to look up at this person, her hands were so behind her back, awkward.

“Can you tell me what you’re doing?”Gu Nancheng felt that he could be killed by small thoughts sooner or later.

The little girl bowed her head, her hands were twisted together, her eyes looked at her toes, and her toes followed the unconscious curling up: "Cook the porridge, Dr. Zhao said, you have to eat a light spot."

Very aggrieved tone, but with a full of concern: "But I don't know why, I obviously do it according to the recipe, make it..."

She was better than the streamer, and then there was no sound.

Very disheartened.

Gu Nancheng's headaches and pinch his head, and the temple suddenly jumped: "You go out..."

"Little uncle--" self-knowledge loss, the sound of the hour is very low, and dare not make it again.

“Not eating breakfast?”The man suddenly turned to ask the little girl with low eyebrows in front of her eyes.

“Oh, I didn’t eat.”

Gu Nancheng endured, and it was a good day for a long time to be dumb and said, "Go out."

"Oh--" Little thought dared not resist, thought about it, turned around, and carefully pulled the man's sleeve, "Little uncle, I go downstairs to buy breakfast, here is a very good breakfast."

The city did not speak.

The small thought unconsciously felt that Gu Nancheng was angry.She knew very well that the sanity of people saw that their place was made of smoke and miasma, and could go to heaven.

So, the tone unconsciously followed softened, a face of please: "You are still sick, I will go to buy breakfast."

“No.”Gu Nancheng refused, "You stay outside honestly."

“Little brother...”

“Get out.”

“Oh—”

At last, she reluctantly withdrew, but she did not go far, so she stood at the kitchen door.

Gu Nancheng's movements in his hand were twitching, the rest of his eyes saw the hour, but in the end he did not say a word, but he bowed his head to clean up the end of the flow of the platform, and then re-processed the ingredients.

The man's movements were sharp, and the knife was almost immediately severe.

Even if he is sick, it is difficult to hide the handsomeness of this man, the golden light on the gray shirt, and the sleeves of the shirt are clasped to the elbow.

Because of the force, the muscles of the arm contract in a regular way.

The eyes focused on handling the ingredients, occasionally looking at the rice in the pot, stirring from time to time, everything is in order.

When the small thought is left, this person and people can not be compared, a gap between the gap came out.

“The ratio of water and rice is like this...” The little girl looked at the porridge that had gradually become sticky and nodded.

"The meat is so cut."

"It turns out that green vegetables can be cut in pieces."

...

No matter what Gunan City does, the hour is very strange, look again, and say again: "Are you making a sauce cucumber?"I love this little dish, and my mom made it so delicious!”

Then her mouth was tucked with a cucumber, and she could not make a sound.

Gu Nancheng looked at the little girl in front of her very innocent eyes, and took a hard bite of the cucumber, a face of reluctance, suddenly laughed so low.

Mood, inexplicably happy.

The wooden handle that was still in the hand was handed over to the hour: "Follow the clockwise, stirring all the time, do not stop, otherwise it will be paste the bottom of the pot."

"Oh--"Well--" So I couldn't swallow the cucumber, so I wanted to say a few words, and I was immediately forgot what I was going to do by this person's account.

It was nice and comfortable to match his movements.

Half an hour later, the light vegetables lean porridge and refreshing sauce cucumber, sour and spicy cabbage on the table.

“Go get the chopsticks and spoons, and get the two small bowls.”Gu Nancheng did not turn back, directly commanded the hour to read, "in the upper shelf."

“Good.”The hour was pleasantly running in.

Then looking at the shelf, she wept and said, “Which bastard designer, put the countertop design so high!”Do you know how difficult it is to get something on it?”

“The short-legged designer?”Gu Nancheng had come over, and naturally opened the cabinet door and took the small bowl.

The hour of the thought: “...”

Seeing this person go far, she chased up again: "Are the designers not considering people who are not tall enough?"A few Asians can grow as tall as you!What if you do, your wife?”

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