Chapter 909
Song Wuyou's eyes sparkled, and he smiled sweetly, "How do you want me to make it up?"
"Use action."
"I've always used actions. Doesn't washing the dishes count?"
Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows: "Is this compensation for me?"
"It doesn't count, how can it be counted?"
Gu Yanhao smiled bewilderingly, "I'll tell you slowly when I go back to the room."
Song Wuyou's cheeks flushed when he heard this, "The doctor said that the laparotomy will take at least four months."
When Gu Yanhao heard it, his eyes were deep, and he looked at her with interest: "What are you doing?"
Song Wuyou's face became hot: "That kind of thing."
Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows, serious: "What kind of thing?"
Song Wuyou glared at him: "Gu Yanhao, you are prudish!"
Gu Yanhao was innocent: "I really don't know what kind of thing to do."
"Do what you do best!"
"Is this the case?" Gu Yanhao gave Song Wuyou his hands.
That look, charming, and wolf-like.
The raised lips seemed to harbor malicious intentions.
Song Wuyou stopped him, "Ask knowingly! Hooligan!"
Gu Yanhao was in a good mood, "It's your fault, little rascal."
"I didn't think it was wrong. You misled me."
"I'm ignoring you, I want to eat, I'm starving to death." Song Wuyou felt shy and embarrassed.
Come to the restaurant.
Gu Yanhao pulled a chair for Song Wuyou in a gentlemanly manner.
Song Wuyou sat down and smiled sweetly: "My husband, you are so kind."
Gu Yanhao brought out the stewed soup to her, "Replenish the soup, a 'thunderstorm' made you feel like this, you have to make up. Otherwise, you won't be able to stand it after two months."
Listen, there's nothing wrong with it.
But two months after adding the sentence, no matter how simple she is, she knows what Gu Yanhao is referring to.
Song Wuyou's face was ruddy, and he said angrily, "This is all you can think about?"
"No, there are other things." Gu Yanhao smiled gracefully.
"Fortunately, it's not evil to the extreme." Song Wuyou smiled slightly.
Gu Yanhao sat down opposite her, smiled gracefully and said, "Thinking about how to mend your body, after two months, we'll be in trouble every day."
When Song Wuyou heard this, he almost choked on the soup he just drank.
She raised her eyes and stared at Gu Yanhao: "Gu Yanhao, you will die if you are not evil?"
There was a smile in the corner of Gu Yanhao's eyes, his eyes were as bright as ink, "I won't die, I will suffocate."
Song Wuyou's cheeks were flushed, and he said angrily, "Don't talk about this kind of topic at the dinner table, I will choke to death."
Gu Yanhao smiled warmly: "Okay, let's talk after dinner."
Song Wuyou: "..."
Facing such a husband, sometimes, I am really speechless!
After eating, Song Wuyou came to the living room.
Little Treasure on the crib slept soundly, Song Wuyou stood in front of the bed, bent over, and gently stroked her head.
Eyes, extremely gentle, extremely loving.
Xiaobao looks better the longer he grows, with a round face and twinkling eyes, very watery.
I haven't laughed out loud yet, but when teasing her, she will grin, the corners of her mouth are curved, her eyes are curved, and she looks sweet and cute.
The arrival of Xiaobao made Song Wuyou feel that the world is full of tenderness, and she spends every day in tenderness.
Gu Yanhao dotes on her very much, loves her very much, seems to be obedient to her, she feels very happy.
Didi--
The cell phone on the coffee table rang suddenly.
Song Wuyou bowed his head, kissed Xiaobao's immature face, then came over and picked up the phone.
A person named Xing'er sent her a WeChat message.
Song Wuyou frowned slightly, who is this Xing'er?
Curiosity killed people. Although she didn't know who the other party was, she opened the message sent by the other party curiously.
Seeing this, her complexion suddenly changed!