Mr. Wen's wife is a group favorite

Gu Qingzhou was worrying about why she felt uncomfortable being alone with Wen Ruoqian, but now that Jiang Munan came, she felt a lot more relaxed.

"Okay." She looked at Wen Ruoqian, "Boss Wen probably doesn't mind."

Wen Ruoqian's frosty face showed no expression, and said lightly, "Yes."

He didn't want to say anything at all, anyway, this woman would die when she went back, he must let her taste, what is the price of inviting other men to dinner!
The meal became more delicate due to Jiang Munan's arrival. During the whole process, Jiang Munan kept talking on the sidelines. Gu Qingzhou only interrupted occasionally, and Wen Ruoqian simply fell silent.

After eating, Jiang Munan noticed that Gu Qingzhou's complexion was not very good at the moment, "Sister Qingzhou, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Qingzhou's body became more and more uncomfortable, she shook her head, "It's okay."

Jiang Munan probed her forehead: "Do you have a fever?"

Wen Ruoqian only found out that something was wrong with Gu Qingzhou at this moment, those dark eyes turned around, staring at the back of her hand like falcon sharp eyes: "Did you go to the hospital last time?"

Gu Qingzhou waved her hand. When she came back from abroad, she didn't have time to go to the hospital yet, but in order to avoid suspicion, she struggled to break free from his hand.

Seeing her struggle, Jiang Munan twitched the corners of his mouth, and withdrew his hands under her gaze as if looking at a plague god.

"I'm married, men and women can't get married, please pay attention to your behavior, Mr. Jiang."

Behavior?

Jiang Munan casually leaned back on the chair, the surrounding air seemed to drop, the man glanced at Lu Chengze, only to find that Wen Ruoqian was staring at him intently.

It seems that he has touched someone's bottom line, he shrugged his shoulders, as if sighing: "It's meaningless if everyone is like this, this dinner is not like a dinner."

Gu Qingzhou twitched the corners of her mouth, who wants to eat with him, if she didn't happen to meet him here, she squinted at this

Narcissistic man.

Jiang Munan seemed to be being watched closely, and touched his nose embarrassingly.

Ten minutes later, all the dishes ordered by everyone were brought to the table.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Gu Qingzhou swallowed, and she couldn't help picking up the chopsticks to have a taste first.

Wen Ruoqian folded his arms around his chest, looking at the food on the table as if he had no appetite.

Gu Qingzhou raised her eyes and glanced at the man: "Aren't you just looking at it?"

The woman finally noticed him, Wen Ruoqian's own unhappy mood finally cleared the clouds and mist to see the blue sky, his frowning brows relaxed.

"The food outside is not to my taste, and I will make one for you when you go back."

When Gu Qingzhou heard this, the things in his white teeth suddenly became smelly, and he stared at Wen Ruoqian without blinking, with a tragic expression on his face.

Seeing her aggrieved look, the man burst out laughing, brushed her messy hair from the temples with his slender fingers, and hung it behind her ears.

Jiang Munan clicked his tongue twice, he came to eat dog food for this meal today, Wen Ruoqian thought he was not feeling well, he might as well leave early.

After thinking about it, he touched his nose and walked away.

Suddenly there was a person missing across the table, but Gu Qingzhou didn't seem to notice it. He ate the food in the bowl by himself, and his mood was not affected by his leaving the table at all.

This indifferent behavior just pleased Wen Ruoqian. When he was in a good mood, he picked up a piece of apple with his chopsticks and even smiled with satisfaction.

"Hypocrisy." A word suddenly came out of Gu Qingzhou's mouth, and a look of embarrassment flashed across Wen Ruoqian's quiet face, "Qingzhou, do you have the ability to talk to your husband like this?"

As he said, his eyes fell on Gu Qingzhou intentionally or unintentionally. Gu Qingzhou seemed to have discovered something, and immediately closed his legs.

Her body trembled, she lost her appetite for the food in front of her eyes, she curled her lips: "You have affected my appetite."

Wen Ruoqian hugged her shoulder indifferently, that delicate face leaned against his shoulder, the red lips were pouting, which almost melted Wen Ruoqian's heart.

In the end, Wen Ruoqian took Gu Qingzhou away without much food on the table.

Out of the shop door, Gu Qingzhou glanced at Wen Ruoqian with some pity, and the man's dark eyes also looked at the woman, and there was no emotion in his deep eyes.

"It's a bit wasteful. If I knew I wouldn't be able to eat that much, I wouldn't order it."

Wen Ruoqian was amused, a chuckle escaped from her throat, and gently scratched her nose with her slender index finger: "What are you afraid of, your husband is rich."

"If you have money, you won't die. It's such a mess."

Wen Ruoqian patted her on the head. If he wanted to say why he likes Gu Qingzhou, it's probably because of her current appearance. With her, he will never worry about his status, because in her eyes, he is just an ordinary man. I like this ordinary feeling.

He hugged Gu Qingzhou tightly, bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead.

After returning home, Gu Qingzhou put on the apron, Wen Ruoqian frowned, lying on the sofa, looking at Mu Minghua, staring at Gu Qingzhou with a pair of black eyes: "Do you want to cook for me?"

He was just a joke in the restaurant, but she actually took it seriously, Wen Ruoqian's eyes were a little rosy, he didn't know how to tell Mu Minghua, but he couldn't bear to let her down.

The thin lips hooked: "Make more, let the children taste when they come back."

"No." Gu Qingzhou refused without thinking, "This is a special case for you alone, how can you let others have a taste of it."

Wen Ruoqian nodded in agreement, the kitchen fire was beating and bouncing, shining brightly in his pupils.

With a sound of "Zi La", Wen Ruoqian worriedly put on his slippers and walked over when he heard the sound coming from the pot, when he was suddenly surrounded by a black shadow.

Mu Minghua turned her head and glanced at Wen Ruoqian, and the two saw stars twinkling in each other's eyes.

The pot is still waiting to be served, but when Gu Qingzhou looked at Wen Ruoqian, his heart moved. He stood on tiptoe and put his hands around his neck.

"Husband~"

Wen Ruoqian moved down, quickly pushed Gu Qingzhou away, closed his eyelids, turned his back, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and said coldly: "The oil in the pot is fried, hurry up and cook."

Gu Qingzhou liked to see Wen Ruoqian's shy look, covered his lips and laughed: "Got it."

As soon as the words fell, there was movement outside. Both of them glanced at the door. Seeing that his son had come back, Gu Qingzhou immediately lowered his brows, and cast a reproachful look at Wen Ruoqian, as if saying that you can't eat alone anymore.

Wen Ruoqian was also very helpless, pursed his thin lips, leaned his tall body to Gu Qingzhou's side, sprayed warm breath on his neck, and only heard him say softly: "It's okay, the future will be long."