The Young Master’s Bride

This is Gu Jue's swear words when he opens his mouth and shut his mouth, but Chu Baiqing never feels disgusted.

Even when Gu Jue said these mantras, he was particularly manly.

Anyway, he couldn't learn it, that was something unique to Gu Jue, and his raspy and irritable temperament was only right when accompanied by these swear words.

Although the rice was a little sticky, Chu Baiqing, who had always only ate one bowl of rice, ate two bowls, which made Gu Jue a little proud.

Secretly set a goal for himself, that is to use his cooking skills to feed Chu Baiqing fatter.

Chu Baiqing didn’t know that Gu Jue had such great ambitions. Later, when he found out, he just said lightly, “For those who have only been in the kitchen twice, Sir, your ambition is really great, and my stomach is also great. It really resists your ravages!"

After dinner, Chu Baiqing washed the dishes and came out, and saw Gu Jue lying on the sofa comfortably, with a certain curvature of his mouth, beautiful and gentle.

"Lie down after eating, get up and move around, your figure is neglected!"

Chu Baiqing pays more attention to figure management, which is a living habit.

Although he doesn't like too intense exercise, he must exercise.

There is a gym upstairs. As long as she returns home without surgery, Chu Baiqing must exercise.

Compared to Chu Baiqing, Gu Jue prefers boxing that is more intense.

However, during this time, Gu Jue has not punched.

"I don't want to move. I haven't lie down on this sofa for a few days. I really miss it."

It's different from Chu Baiqing who likes to wear loose collar clothes.

Gu Jue wore sweatpants and cotton half sleeves, which wrapped his perfect figure at a glance.

"Since you think about him that way, you can sleep on the sofa at night!"

Chu Baiqing did not sit down, but stood. He ate a lot tonight, and he needed to digest.

"No, I have to put my arms around you to sleep!"

Gu Jue supported his head with one hand, leaning lazily on the sofa, looking at Chu Baiqing wickedly, his eyes became hot involuntarily.

Chu Baiqing looked at Gu Jue like this, pursed her lips, and walked casually in the living room with a smile, without saying anything to him.

And Gu Jue's eyes followed Chu Baiqing's figure.

"Bai Qing, cut my nails! It's a bit longer." Gu Liju opened his mouth, and his normal voice just now made it a bit hoarse.

Chu Baiqing stopped, looked back at Gu Jue, smiled and nodded.

Go to the drawer and take out the nail clippers, then turn back to the sofa...

Gu Jue just lay still, Chu Baiqing smiled and looked at him, "Sit up, or cut it hard."

Chu Baiqing cuts Gu Jue’s nails for him. These years have been...

Gu Jue didn't get up, but patted the sofa in front of his abdomen and motioned for Chu Baiqing to sit down.

Gu Jue was lying on his side, and the sofa was wide, so it was enough for Chu Baiqing to sit down.

Chu Baiqing looked at Gu Jue, and the eyes of the two met, one hot and the other calm.

In the end, Chu Baiqing smiled and retracted her eyes and sat down.

No matter how wide the sofa is, when Chu Baiqing sat down, his waist still fits tightly with Gu Jue's lower abdomen...

Chu Baiqing took Gu Jue's hand and placed it on her lap.

Chu Baiqing's hands were a bit cold, but very soft, and the feeling of being grasped by him would be a little numb.

This is the feeling that Chu Baiqing had never felt when she cut her nails before. This is also the feeling that Gu Jue felt that she came frequently after being sick...