Gong Shao pursues his wife, please keep a low profile

Chapter 40 In his heart, it must be different

Chapter 40 In his heart, it must be different
The tall figure seemed to be leaning lazily against the door, looking at her with dark eyes, his eyes turning.

The little princess who was once held in his hands and loved by him can now even cook and wash dishes.

Thinking of the past, Gong Chenyan's aura became a bit darker, with a kind of oppression shrouded in him.

An Luo wiped his hands and turned around, and found that he had been looking at him, touched his face quickly, and asked, "Did it get dirty?"

Hei Mou withdrew his gaze from her, turned around coldly, An Luo, who didn't understand why he was unhappy, lowered his head in aggrieved manner.

The current Gong Chenyan is really strange to her.

Looking at his back, An Luo sighed inaudibly, no matter what, the two of them met again now.

Although it was only a short three months, she... wanted to cherish it.

"Gong Chenyan, when will the guest you mentioned come?"

While asking questions, she tried her best to follow the man.

Gong Chenyan replied indifferently: "At noon the day after tomorrow, you will pick me up with me."

"Oh~ Can you tell me about his/her preferences first? That way I'll be ready."

Hearing her words, the man's peripheral vision fell on her slightly expectant face, and he sneered: "His hobby is to tease people."

An Luo was stunned: "Huh?"

It turns out that some people's preference is to tease and tease people? ?
Are you sure it wasn't Gong Chenyan who deliberately teased her and just said that?
Seemingly too lazy to say more, the man went upstairs, and she hesitated for a few seconds to follow.

"Gong Chenyan, how old is that child?"

"When he comes, you will know."

She pouted, will she lose weight if she speaks a few more words?so stingy.

Five years ago, he didn't talk much, but he would respond to her trying to find something to talk about.

When the two returned to the house, Gong Chenyan lay on the bed after washing up, with an expression of refusal, obviously unwilling to talk any more.

She was also sleepy, and carefully climbed onto the bed, and found a corner to nest.

Who would have thought that a powerful arm would pull her over like this, with a scorching heat sticking to her back, An Luo froze all over.

The man said domineeringly: "Sleep."

I don't know how long it took, but when he realized that he should be asleep, An Luo gradually relaxed.

Letting him sleep in his arms seems to be a long, long time ago...

Thinking of the reason why he broke up with him in the first place, An Luo's eyes were slightly moist.

the next day.

When An Luo got up and went downstairs, he heard that Gong Chenyan had already gone to work, and his eyebrows were raised.

Is his company so busy?
I was still so tired when I came back from a business trip yesterday, so I went to work in the company immediately today.

The fat aunt put the red bean paste buns on the table and said with a smile, "Miss An likes this, right?"

"... how do you know?"

Facing An Luo's surprised question, Aunt Fat still smiled: "Mister, when he went downstairs for breakfast in the morning, told me to prepare some bean paste buns and the like. He never asked me to make these before, obviously for Miss An prepare."

Unexpectedly, he still remembered.

An Luo's expression was a little dazed, as if thinking of something, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Miss An, to be honest, I've never seen my husband attach so much importance to a girl. You must be different in his heart."

Different……

For the next day, An Luo's mind was full of these three words.

She didn't dare to hope that Gong Chenyan would still like her, but these three simple words could make her happy for a long time.

An Xiangyang pushed away her office, and found that her younger sister was in a daze, giggling, and immediately 'understood' something.

(End of this chapter)

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