Mr Gu’s First Doting Marriage

Xia Yangyang said: "Your surname is Gu, why are you so ignorant of good and bad?"

Seeing Gu Chaohan's appearance, Xia Yangyang thought of Gu Qichen inexplicably.

A trace of anger was suffocated in his heart.

She can't get angry at Gu Qichen, of course she can only vent towards Gu Chaohan.

Who made him his eldest nephew, with a 70% similar face.

Gu Chaohan saw that Xia Yangyang's mood was a little wrong, and his eyes changed slightly: "You quarreled with my uncle?"

Xia Yangyang put the food boxes on the table and opened them one by one: "No."

"Then why do you seem to be in a bad mood."

"Probably because the food I cook is not delicious."

Gu Chaohan was silent for a long time.

After a while, I said, "The breakfast you made is delicious."

Xia Yangyang was taken aback.

Then suddenly turned his head.

Faced with Gu Chaohan's eyes.

Gu Chaohan's ears instantly turned red, and then he looked away.

Xia Yangyang laughed out loud.

She was embarrassed to praise her.

This nephew, although cold and cold most of the time, is as moody as his uncle.

But occasionally it is still very cute.

Xia Yangyang inexplicably feels better.

Carrying a bowl of porridge over, deliberately teased him: "What you just said, I didn't hear clearly, you say it again."

Gu Chaohan looked a little bit ashamed and angry: "I didn't say anything."

Xia Yangyang smiled: "You just said that the breakfast I made was delicious, and you won't admit it after only three seconds. What's the embarrassment? If you praise me, I will be happy. When I am happy, I will make it. More delicious things for you."

Gu Chaohan stopped talking.

Xia Yangyang handed over the porridge: "Let’s eat, today is shredded chicken porridge. I started to make chicken soup last night."

Gu Chaohan turned around and reached out to pick it up.

But because he had just changed his bandage this morning, he felt a little tight, and his chest hurt inexplicably.

Gu Chaohan covered his chest with one hand and snorted.

Xia Yangyang became nervous: "What's wrong with you, are you okay?"

Gu Chaohan shook his head: "I'm fine."

Xia Yangyang watched him pick up the small bowl with a frown.

Every move was mechanical and seemed to endure pain.

Xia Yangyang took the bowl again and said: "Don't move, let me feed you."

Although Gu Chaohan had a reluctant expression, he did not object in the end.

Xia Yangyang moved the chair and put it beside the bed, and sat down by herself.

Gu Chaohan sat on the bed.

Xia Yangyang took a spoon of porridge with a small spoon and handed it to Gu Chaohan's mouth.

Gu Chaohan's gaze fell on Xia Yangyang's face, as if in a trance.

Xia Yangyang urged: "Why are you stunned, open your mouth."

Gu Chaohan recovered and took a sip with an obedient mouth.

Xia Yangyang looked at him expectantly: "How does it taste."

Gu Chaohan didn't look at Xia Yangyang's eyes, but he nodded silently, and said softly, "It's delicious."

Xia Yangyang feels inexplicably good: "You are still the cutest."

Gu Chaohan blushed and retorted: "What cute?"

Xia Yangyang smiled and teased him: "You are so cute like this, so good and cute."

"I'm not Oscar."

"You are cuter than Oscar."

Xia Yangyang really likes to tease Gu Chaohan more and more, because seeing the face like an iceberg on weekdays, the qi breaks the power, it is not a kind of fun.

At this moment, a long figure has been standing at the door for a long time...