Wife is Fierce, Don’t Mess With Her!

Qi Yuefeng tapped the back of Gu Qingjiu's hand lightly with chopsticks: "Why are you talking to your dad? Also, look at your frizzy movements, you are still learning to follow military rules and discipline in the military region* ***, you are like this, your mother-in-law... Nian Cheng's mother has seen it?"

Seeing how Gu Qingjiu cooks rice, it's not a bit elegant and ladylike.

Qi Yuefeng seriously doubted the vision of these royal family members.

"I've seen it for a while, she likes me."

Gu Qingjiu answered without blushing as he ate with his bowl.

It was, Hilda did like her very much.

Every time we meet, I order the servants to make a lot of her favorite Chinese food, and I also like to take her to go shopping.

It's just that occasionally caring about when she and Helian Niancheng will have a child makes Gu Qingjiu a little anxious.

Probably because of her son's age, Hilda couldn't bear it anymore.

It's not that the royal family must be enlightened or overly feudal.

Hilda was not in a hurry.

But their family has to count on Helian Niancheng to have a baby as soon as possible.

This is Helian Niancheng's responsibility.

"Oh, look at you like this."

Qi Yuefeng looked a little melancholy, and didn't understand why Helian Niancheng had a crush on Gu Qingjiu.

When Gu Qingjiu was about to present the second bowl, Qi Yuefeng couldn't bear to look at it: "Eat less..."

Gu Qingjiu:? ? ?

What's the matter, she's so angry that she won't let her eat anymore?

Gu Qingjiu has always had this appetite during training.

Especially not long after she came down from the international competition, she ate compressed food for three days, and she almost turned into a fool.

The food made by mother has the smell she likes, so Gu Qingjiu must like it.

Bearing the heavy pressure, Gu Qingjiu ate two big bowls of rice in a daze.

Probably every father has a feeling of depression towards his married daughter. Seeing Gu Qingjiu's appearance at this time, Gu Hong added: "When you get fat, he will dump you."

Gu Qingjiu: "..."

As a father, he cursed his daughter like this.

In the past few days, because Gu Qingjiu had the audacity to hide the news of the marriage and not report it, and the man's family background was not honest, Gu Qingjiu undertook all the work in the family.

Washing dishes, washing clothes and mopping the floor every day...

It feels like returning to some kind of slavery society overnight.

Gu Qingjiu had nowhere to shed bitter tears.

After dinner that day, Qi Yuefeng took Gu Xiaoxi out to buy the brushes she needed, while Gu Qingjiu was at home washing the dishes, and the doorbell rang after a while.

Gu Qingjiu went to open the door, and saw Helian Niancheng outside.

Immediately, a smile bloomed on his face and he rushed to him: "Husband!"

He Lian Niancheng raised his eyebrows when he saw Gu Qingjiu wearing an apron, "What's going on?"

Gu Qingjiu complained aggrievedly: "This is the result of deceiving the superior and the inferior. Now that I am a handyman in the landlord's house, I have to rely on my own labor in exchange for food!"

"Pitiful!"

He Lian Niancheng didn't realize that the source was in himself, and affectionately touched Gu Qingjiu's tender and smooth face.

It's rare for the uncle's people to follow Gu Qingjiu into the kitchen and say, "Let me wash it for you."

Gu Qingjiu's eyes lit up: "Really? But can you wash dishes?"

While speaking, the waterproof gloves began to be put on He Lian Niancheng's hands.

He Lian Niancheng: "...don't you just wash the dishes? Do you really think I'm stupid?"

The man's cold expression didn't match the waterproof gloves on his hands. He also politely declined Gu Qingjiu's request to put a cartoon apron on him, just took a bowl and wiped it off——

"Snapped!"

The bowl is broken.

"..."

There was something called embarrassment in the air.

Gu Qingjiu pinched He Lian Niancheng's waist angrily: "You are here to deepen hatred for me!!"