Morning, the Heir

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Gu Ning suppressed some accelerated heartbeats and looked at Tang Feng Mo in the mirror. He deliberately said: "No, who is your wife, we are not really married."

"How come is it really married? The certificate we received is true, you are my wife." He looked at her eager to clear the relationship with her, suddenly annoyed.

Looking at the woman's slender figure in the bathrobe, the temperature on his face rose a bit, looking at the face in her mirror, whispering: "If you want to become real, you can't..."

Gu Ning listened really and looked back at him: "Who do you think?"

"I, I mean..." The man who has always been screaming and dying is dead for thousands of years.

"What is it?" Gu Ning's heartbeat accelerated, licking his lips, not letting his expectations look too obvious.

"I……"

The crisp and pleasing mobile phone ringing suddenly rang in the room, interrupting the stutter of Tang Feng.

The heart that Gu Ning raised was like a roller coaster landing. She went over him and went out. It was Xiao Sun’s phone.

"Is it all up? Well... take them to the restaurant to eat."

Gu Ning hung up the phone and couldn't help but sigh.

"That, how is your foot? Is it still hurting?" Tang Fengmo asked her voice before her opening, and the speed of speech was very fast. It was obvious that she did not want to continue the previous topic.

Gu Ning suddenly felt a little boring, faintly said: "No pain." Said, took the clothes into the bathroom to change, closed the door to Tang Fengmo outside.

After changing the clothes, she went outside and took the cosmetic bag in. She rarely put on makeup, so she simply applied a lipstick to make her face look better.

She is looking in the mirror here, and she looks at Tang Feng’s cosmetic bag.

"What are you doing? Don't touch my things!" She was not angry.

Tang Feng Mo went back and looked at some innocent eyes and blinked: "Can you give me a foundation?"

“Ah?” Gu Ning was almost slobbered: “What do you want to wipe?”

Tang Fengmo held her cosmetic bag and went to her to show her the black skin on her face. "How do I go out like this, can your woman's cosmetics not change face? Give me a cover." ""

He is very close, and his peach eyes are very innocent. In the look of good looks, it seems that he can see something different from his beautiful peach eyes, but Gu Ning has been disappointed too many times. I don't want to be passionate again.

"Live, you are looking for yourself. If you can't see someone, stay in the room and don't go out."

"That's how it works!" He must follow her incessantly, lest Ling Tian go to her side.

"Ningning, Xiaoning, wife..."

"To shut up!"

"Ok."

............

"It's your own painting. Let me say it first, but I don't know how to make it. If you paint a big face, don't blame me."

Tang Fengmo smashed her over and placed her in the middle of her legs. She leaned her head and put her face in front of her. Her hands covered her waist and screamed, "I believe you, come on."

Gu Ning was swayed by him, watching his face close at hand, a feeling of numbness spread from the waist to the limbs, and the glimmer of the man's eyes did not escape her eyes.

He looked at the strange performances of these days, but what he thought was, she did not dare to be passionate.

In fact, she never asked for more, even if she only continued like this, she felt very good.

"You don't get close to your face, I can't paint."

"Where is it, I am not afraid that you can't see it clearly, hurry up." He glared at her and didn't let go, very shameless, but also found a grand excuse for himself.

The temperature on Gu Ning's face was a little hot, but he couldn't help but refuse.

It was a little embarrassing to be stared at him. The concealer brush in her hand was lightly stamped on his head: "The eyes are closed."

"Why? You don't draw eyeliner."

"Let you close, close, don't obey me, go?"

"Oh." He reluctantly responded with a deep dissatisfaction.

Gu Ning licked his lips and smiled a little, and there was some joy in his heart.

Didn't dare to paint him too thick, so Wu Qing is not very good, not far from the distance, can still clearly see the injury on the bridge of the nose.

Because Tang Feng Mo was too tempered, when they arrived at the restaurant, Xiao Sun had already taken the children with them.

"What to eat? I will take it." Tang Feng said.

"whatever."

Looking at Tang Fengmo to get breakfast, Xiao Sun dared to talk to Gu Ning: "Gu Jie, your husband is more handsome, too much, we don't know that you are married."

Real people are more handsome? What is more real-life comparison is the photo on the network?

Looking at Xiao Sun’s face full of gossip, Gu Ning knew that she was now arguing that her confidentiality was already late.

So I just laughed and said nothing.

"Ling Ge, here." Xiao Sun saw Ling Tian's voice lowered and waved with him.

Gu Ning looked up at him and found that his face was not very good looking: "I didn't sleep well last night?"

Ling Tian gave her a deep look: "Some insomnia, I went to get a meal."

When he walked to the dining area, he met Tang Fengmo, who was also there. The two men were facing each other and they all showed a smile.

Ling Tian remembered the phone last night and snorted: "I didn't expect Tang Er Shao to have the self-directed and special skills. Unfortunately, the performance is fake, and the fake will never be true."

Compared with the vinegar-flavored confrontation yesterday, today's Tang Fengmo has changed back to the appearance of the unruly.

I was completely undecided by Ling Tian after the trick, but on the contrary, I was very contented: "Is Mr. Ling playing rapper early in the morning? My wife is waiting for me to feed, you pick it slowly."

Finished, like a victorious cock, with a little song leaning back and going back, the smug smug looks like people hate itching.

"Wife, help me pick it up, oh, porridge should be sprinkled..." Ling Tian stood in the same place, and could hear the sound of Tang Fengmo’s pretending love.

He took some breakfast casually and took two cups of pineapple juice back.

A cup is pushed to the front of Gu Ning: "Pineapple juice." Her favorite.

"My wife only drinks hot water for breakfast." Tang Fengmo put the hot water on his hand at the hand of Gu Ning, and gently told her to be careful, and took a cup of pineapple juice and took a drink: "Don’t waste, or I am drinking."

Gu Ning did not notice that the eyes of the two men were killing in the sword of the sword. Her attention was on the plate in front of her eyes. Tang Feng’s all were all things she liked. From small to big, he was still the one who knows her taste best. people.

"Uncle, have you been shackled last night?" The lively round looked at the curious question on the face of Tang Fengmo. Tang style street bounced his forehead, laughed some spanking: "Shorty, you grow up to marry a wife to know."