Young Master Chu’s Guide to Spoiling his Wife

"Baby, let's discuss it, can we not wear this pajamas in the future?"

After a few steps, Chu Xiaoxi heard An Chenglang's voice.

Turning his head and looking, he saw An Chenglang staring at her with scorching eyes.

"Why did my pajamas provoke you?!" Chu Xiaoxi asked irritably.

An Chenglang sighed helplessly, leaning on the sofa, and said quietly: "If you dress like this, I can't help but want to hug you."

An Chenglang's eyes and words were too explicit, Chu Xiaoxi's body was startled, his cheeks flushed, and he quickly turned and left, forgetting to drink the milk.

On the same floor, there is silence here, but a charming room over there.

Gu Xiaoxiao concealed important information without reporting. Chu Yichen knew the truth, so naturally he would not let her go.

The punished one couldn't even say a word, Gu Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, moaning helplessly, begging for mercy.

Chu Xiaoxi won't go out tomorrow, so Gu Xiaoxiao won't have to get up and leave in a hurry in the morning. It was 9:30 in the morning when Chu Yichen had already gone to work at the company. Gu Xiaoxiao had touched the phone, and there were a few unread WeChat messages on it.

She clicked and looked at her, her sleepiness gradually disappeared.

It was sent by Bai Mo'er. She said that grandpa was sick and asked Gu Xiaoxiao if she could go to Guangzhou.

The news came more than four in the morning, when Gu Xiaoxiao and Chu Yichen had just fallen asleep.

Bai Anqing appeared in his mind, and Gu Xiaoxiao frowned.

The last time I saw his old man in Nanjing, I still spoke with such confidence, how can I say that I got sick?

Feeling that Bai Mo'er was lying to herself, Gu Xiaoxiao didn't take it seriously. After washing, I went to Chu Xiaoxi's side.

"Where is An Chenglang? Go away?" Gu Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice when Chu Xiaoxi came to open the door for herself.

"I'm gone, but maybe I'll be back anytime." Chu Xiaoxi replied displeased, and gathered her coat to cover the hickey on her shoulder.

It is a bit cloudy today, as if it is going to rain. Chu Xiaoxi was sleepy, tired, and busy with things, and was irritated and wanted to cry.

Gu Xiaoxiao helped her tidy up the mess on the table, and then the phone rang. Take it out and see that Bai Mo'er is calling.

"What's the matter?" Chu Xiaoxi asked in confusion when she saw her not answering the phone. "Who called?"

"Bai Mo'er."

Gu Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and hung up the phone without answering. But after a few minutes, her phone rang again.

"Come on, it's okay if you have something to say clearly." Chu Xiaoxi persuaded.

Gu Xiaoxiao hesitated for a while, and felt right, so he answered the phone.

With a soft "sister", Gu Xiaoxiao's heart trembled.

"Sister, come to Guangzhou to see if we are OK."

Bai Mo'er's voice sounded with a hint of crying.

"Grandpa is sick, and they forbid me to leave. I want to see you, I beg you, come and see me."

Bai Mo'er was lying on the bed with a needle in his slender arm.

Everyone in the family treats her very well, and no one talks about her condition in front of her. But Bai Mo'er knew that she knew that the doctor had given her a death notice, and she knew she would not survive twenty.

Seeing her body getting weaker and dying day by day, Bai Mo'er's heart was frightened and uneasy.

No one is not afraid of death, and she is naturally unavoidable.

Gu Xiaoxiao listened to Bai Mo'er's plea, and refused cruelly: "I have a lot of things to be busy, and I don't have time. You pay attention to rest, and they will naturally let you come out to play after you get well."