“Yun’er, Shiyu, she is not that kind of person.”
“Xiao Yifu, you’d better figure out whose husband you are now.” Qiao Muyun stood up and left.
After Qiao Muyun left, Xiao Yifu was the only one left. He stood there blankly, and took a step in a few seconds, leaving the Tianyu Kesi, as if looking for something.
Finally, I saw Qiao Shiyu in the parking lot. When he was about to step forward, he heard Gu Moli’s voice: “Wife, tell you, my husband’s cooking skills are first-class.”
“You narcissistic, you” Qiao Shiyu cursed with a smile on her face.
“What’s wrong with the narcissist? The narcissist is also narcissistic in front of my wife. Let’s go home now, and my husband will let you taste what first-class cooking skills are.”
Gu Moli’s voice sounds very nice, especially in this charming night. After saying that, he hugged Qiao Shiyu and walked to the car with domineering arms, considerately opening the door of the passenger seat for her.
Xiao Yifu felt even more confused when he saw Gu Moli open the car door for Qiao Shiyu. He didn’t turn around and leave until the car was galloping away.
Xiao Yifu returned home very late, but when he arrived home, the door was locked, so Xiao Yifu had to lean against the door and fell asleep in a mess.
It was already an hour later when Qiao Shiyu and Gu Moli returned to the time shuttle community.
When he got home, Qiao Shiyu leaned against the sofa, trying to stuff potato chips into his mouth, making crackling sounds from time to time.
As soon as Gu Moli entered the kitchen, he was actually a master of cooking. Last time he was in the villa, he just wanted to make fun of Qiao Shiyu.