Chapter 127 Laugh More in Front of Your Wife

Song Wuyou was brought up by this familiar smell, which brought back infinite memories.

"It's delicious, it tastes...just as I said."

Song Wuyou felt itchy, sour, and astringent throat.

"Baked in clay."

Song Wuyou hooked her lips, "This way, it tastes better."

"Do you like it?" Mu Gu asked.

"Yeah." Song Wuyou nodded.

"If you like it, eat more." Mu Gu was in a good mood.

"I'm afraid not."

"Why?" Mu Gu wondered.

"I have a high fever." Song Wuyou said helplessly.

"Really?" When Mu Gu heard this, he stretched out his hand and touched her forehead to test her temperature.

His hand just touched her forehead, and then he pulled it back suddenly, looking at her in surprise: "It's so hot!"

"Forty degrees."

"You didn't tell me earlier?" Mu Gu was annoyed, "If you tell me earlier, I won't let you eat chicken."

"A small piece, it's fine." Song Wuyou smiled and said, "It's just a waste of your heart."

Mu Gu smiled indifferently and said, "Don't waste it, A Hao probably hasn't eaten it yet. I'll leave it to him. When you recover, I'll make it for you to eat."

"She's recovered, I'll do it!" Gu Yanhao probably heard what Mu Gu said and walked in with a handsome face.

"You can't even cook noodles, how can you be a beggar?" Mu Gu couldn't help but snorted.

Song Wuyou frowned slightly and looked at him, a little puzzled, why is this man's face so dark?

Gu Yanhao put down the porridge, glanced at the food box that Mu Gu brought, and then glanced at Song Wuyou's lips.

Seeing that her lips were stained with a little oil stain, the light was reflected back, with a seductive charm.

Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows and asked unhappily, "Did you eat chicken?"

Song Wuyou nodded, "Yes."

"You just retired!" Gu Yanhao stared at Song Wuyou sharply, his eyes cold.

"Just a small piece." Song Wuyou said lightly.

Gu Yanhao turned his head and looked at Mu Gu coldly, "Take your chicken back."

"I'll give it to you." Mu Gu said, seeing Gu Yanhao's face getting darker and darker, Mu Gu didn't want to stay any longer.

He got up and moved towards Song Wuyou Yangyang, "Worry-free, I'll go back first. I'll see you when I'm free."

Song Wuyou saw Mu Gu smiling so brightly, she also smiled happily, "Well, walk slowly."

Gu Yanhao looked at them with a dark face, they laughed so happily, they knew each other?

"Ahao, I'll leave the chicken for you." Mu Gu came over, patted Gu Yanhao's shoulder, and hooked his lips: "Laugh more in front of your wife."

"..." Whether you laugh or not is none of your business.

After Mu Gu left, Gu Yanhao took a sullen face, picked up the box of chicken, and walked out of the ward.

Song Wuyou looked at his back suspiciously, is he going out to eat?

After a while, Gu Yanhao returned.

Empty hands.

Song Wuyou asked, "Have you finished eating so soon?"

"I never eat unpalatable food." Gu Yanhao said coldly.

"Delicious?" Song Wuyou frowned, she thought it was delicious.

She rolled her eyes at Gu Yanhao coldly and muttered, "Your taste is so strange."

Gu Yanhao's cold eyes carried a trace of jealousy that Song Wuyou could not perceive.

His gaze was fixed on Song Wuyou's face, "Are you familiar with Mu Gu?"

"I'm not familiar with it, but there is a kind of familiarity." Song Wuyou said.

"What is self-cultivation?"

Song Wuyou looked at Gu Yanhao like an idiot, this man doesn't even understand "spontaneous familiarity", right?

"It's too late to meet you." Song Wuyou explained simply.