Cute baby coming: the dark president paranoid love

Gu Xinyan looked over, and really saw the proprietress dragging Zheng Yihua away, and the boss kept apologizing to the male customer, and said that today's food and drinks are all free.

Because there were people fighting and making trouble in the store, the patrol police came quickly after receiving reports from the masses, and took Zheng Yihua and the four fighters away together.

The meal was "thrilling". When she got in the car, Gu Xinyan felt very uncomfortable in her stomach. She didn't say much. When the car was about to drive to the Gu's compound, she sighed for a long time. "I don't know how much he will pay?"

Ling Moxue smiled, "Sister, why do I think you love him so much?"

Distressed?

Maybe it is, he is only 21 years old, but he is busy studying for his own life and working hard to make money for his family. Compared with the children of wealthy families like them, he is really much more difficult.

Such a poor child is so kind, he sympathizes with her every time, is humble and polite, and knows how to forbear and give in.

"Moxue, please turn around and take me to the hairdresser."

Ling Moxue was surprised, "Sister, I'm almost home."

"How about you go home first, the car stops at the gate, and you go back."

"Forget it, I'll go with you."

...

Two hours later, the two women returned.

"Mom!" Seeing Gu Xinyan, Mi Rongxing yelled and immediately froze in place.

Ling Qiyue slowly turned out from behind the sofa, stood beside Mi Rongxing, and looked at Gu Xinyan in the same strange way...

"Why, you don't know me anymore?" Gu Xinyan chuckled and tossed her short hair coolly.

When Chen Yilan came out of the restaurant, she saw that her daughter had cut off her long hair. She let go of her hand in surprise and dropped a plate.

"What's going on?" She murmured. Is this capable, refreshed woman with a mischievous smile on her face her daughter?

"Very good!" Gu Jincheng, who was sitting on the sofa silently watching his daughter, said.

This should be a new beginning for my daughter.

"Yes, aunt, you look beautiful with long hair cut." Ling Qiyang, who was sitting next to Grandpa, also agreed.

Only then did Gu Mingxuan turn his head, staring at his sister seriously...

Her curly hair is cut higher than her ears, her bangs look neat, and the back of her head is trimmed all the way down, clean and neat, which suits her temperament as a whole, intellectually mature, handsome and free and easy.

With such a haircut, it seems to "cut" all the unpleasantness.

Gu Mingxuan pursed his lips, a smile flitted across the corners of his lips, and then turned his eyes to his little wife, seeing that she just naturally tied the princess's head, her eyes were clear, and every frown and smile looked so fresh and playful.

Joyful in his heart, he beckoned to let Ling Moxue go over, and then floated over with a sentence: "It's a good choice to change your appearance."

Gu Xinyan was naturally happy when she heard that, she tossed her bag, took off her outer coat, walked around in front of the children, and blinked at them, "Are you pretty?"

"Pretty!" Mi Rongxing and Ling Qiyue replied in unison.

"Hehe..." Gu Xinyan smiled, "I also think I'm pretty."

Seeing her daughter's bright smile, Chen Yilan felt relieved a lot. She said happily: "Cut it off, cut it off, it will bloom and bear fruit again."

Ling Qiyue couldn't understand, she took Mi Rongxing's hand, and whispered: "Grandma's words are so funny, will it bloom and bear fruit if you cut off your hair?"

"It's probably the teacher's analogy." Mi Rongxing has improved.

"Grandma wants your mother to find you a new father?" Ling Qiyue's associations were speeding.

"New father?" Mi Rongxing was stunned after hearing this, then rolled his eyes, he shook his head, "I don't want it, I already have a father."

Ling Qiyue had nothing to say, she ran to her parents, raised her head and said to Gu Mingxuan, "Daddy, I'm going to sleep with you in Dihua tonight."

"You sleep in the children's room alone?" Gu Mingxuan picked her up and sat on his lap.

"Okay, I'm grown up now, I won't be afraid anymore."

"Okay, Daddy promises you."

After dinner, Gu Mingxuan took his wife and daughter back to Dihua Manor.

The little princess who promised to sleep alone did not sleep alone in the end, but went to her parents' bed with her little pillow in her arms.

She stuffed a storybook into Gu Mingxuan's hands, and said, "I'm afraid that you won't rest assured that I will sleep alone. You have to get up at such a cold night to see if I kicked the quilt. Therefore, I decided to sleep." It's better with you."

"Pfft..." Ling Moxue covered her mouth and laughed.

Gu Mingxuan hehe, "Sauerkraut, there is heating at home, so it's not cold when you get up at night."

"Isn't it cold?" Little Pickled Cabbage blinked, and the brain storm was running, and quickly found the reason, "But you will wake up Mommy when you get up, what if you interrupt her dream?"

"Then let Mommy get up and go see you." Gu Mingxuan felt that communicating with his daughter was also a very interesting thing.

"You're a boy, how dare you wake up girls in the middle of the night?"

"Then what should we do? Or, we don't care if you kick the quilt or not?" tqR1

"Too heartless." Little Pickled Cabbage shook her head, expressing her disappointment.

Gu Mingxuan wanted to laugh, "Why don't you sleep in a sleeping bag? This way you won't kick off the quilt."

"Do you think I'm a one-year-old child? My mommy gave me the sleeping bag long ago."

Gu Mingxuan nodded, frowned thoughtfully, and said, "Well, so that you won't disturb Daddy and Mommy's sleep, I think it's more appropriate for you to sleep on the sofa alone."

After hearing this, Ling Qiyue glanced at the sofa not far away, then she sighed in disappointment, picked up her small pillow and got out of bed.

After putting the pillows on the sofa, she walked back, pulled up a quilt covering her father and dragged her towards the sofa.

As she walked, she muttered: "The big white onion is not cute at all now, a broken big white onion."

Ling Moxue curled up with laughter, while Gu Mingxuan still had an innocent face, pretending to be serious, "Baby, you took our quilt away, how can Mommy and I sleep?"

"You don't care about me anymore, should I care about you?" Little Suancai pouted, got into bed, then stared at the ceiling and muttered again, "I hate the sofa in the room the most."

"Hahaha..." This time, Gu Mingxuan couldn't help laughing.

He remembered that the last time his daughter wanted to sleep with Guoba, Guoba let her sleep on the sofa, and she also said that she hated the sofa.

"Sauer, why do you hate the sofa?" Ling Moxue asked with a smile, "If there is no sofa, you will have nowhere to sleep."

"Without a couch, I can sleep in a bed."

"Sauerkraut, don't forget, there is a floor in this room." Gu Mingxuan added.

Ling Qiyue glanced at the floor, then pulled up the quilt to cover her head...

Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you adults.

Feeling lost, she suddenly felt a pair of hands stretched in, and then she lightened up, and she was already floating in the air. Turning her head, she saw her father smiling beautifully and brightly.

"Baby, Daddy is playing with you, come and sleep with Daddy."

"Hehe..." Little Pickled Cabbage smiled, "I knew Daddy loved me, Big White Onion loved me, and I also loved Big White Onion."

She happily put her arms around her father's neck and asked him to play with her.