The only favorite ex-wife: The president's husband owes training

Jian Ziyu was lying on the bed, feeling a headache, she didn't know if it was her old problem, or it was because of Gu Chenglin's drug addiction.

"Is my father coming to pick me up?" Jian Ziyu said lightly, and Jian Ziyu's voice was weak.

Gu Chenglin froze for a moment, then put the thing in his hand on the table.

"No, I explained it clearly to your father, and he told me to take good care of you." Gu Chenglin scooped the porridge out of the big casserole, and then walked to the bed, the porridge was steaming with smoke, And Gu Chenglin was blowing carefully, after all, it was summer, the temperature must be scalding.

"Then will my father come to pick me up later?" Jian Ziyu continued to ask when Gu Chenglin didn't get an answer.

Gu Chenglin sat on the side of the bed. Actually, he could sit in front of Jian Ziyu, but he sat behind Jian Ziyu a little scared. He was actually still afraid of seeing the hatred on Jian Ziyu's face.

"Your father said, let us get along for a while, after all, divorce and children need time for the two of us to have a good talk." Gu Chenglin said lightly, rubbing the sound of the spoon touching the bowl.

After Jian Ziyu heard Gu Chenglin's words, the ridicule on his face became obvious, "Let me call my dad."

"No, at least I won't let you contact your family during this time." Gu Chenglin's words were very direct, and there was no room for negotiation.

Jian Ziyu was stunned, then sat up suddenly, her eyes were cold, she looked at Gu Chenglin with hatred, her expression could not find any expression other than hatred.

Gu Chenglin looked at Jian Ziyu, the movements of his hands stopped, but then he laughed again, he thought very clearly in his heart, since he took this step, he had already thought of the result, and he also knew Jian Ziyu's hatred , but he couldn't help it.

"Let's have some porridge. The chef unexpectedly made leek boxes today. You know that Michelin chefs are all big-name chefs. I wanted to order him to make fried noodles, but I didn't expect to make such an authentic northern dish. dishes." Gu Chenglin smiled, and gently found the topic, even though Jian Ziyu refused him to go thousands of miles away, he was still trying to resolve his embarrassment.

"I have a headache, I want headache medicine, the old one." Jian Ziyu said, pinching the bridge of her nose, she really had a headache, and the nerves above her temples would twitch and hurt whenever she heard Jian Ziyu's words.

"Yesterday, I consulted the doctor. Because you are pregnant now, you can no longer take the headache medicine you took before. The other medicine came from abroad. It is estimated that it will reach your head tomorrow. Is your head hurting now? Do you want me to call the doctor to come and see Give it a shot." Gu Chenglin put the porridge aside, then stretched out his hand to touch Jian Ziyu's forehead, because it is summer recently, many people will get a headache after staying in the air-conditioned room for a long time.

But Gu Chenglin's actions were also rejected by Jian Ziyu as Gu Chenglin expected, and Jian Ziyu snorted coldly.

"I dare to use drugs on my body. At this time, I have scruples about my headache medicine, and don't forget that when I didn't know this child, I was hospitalized with a lot of antibiotics. Do you think you are using it now? If I bring it here, I will be able to give birth to this child, and you can guarantee that the child will be fine, it is really a dream."