true marriage love

Chapter 94 Young Master Gu's Romance (1)
Gu Mosheng hugged Xiaoyu into the bathtub, and when he was about to turn around to leave, Xiaoyu grabbed his big hand, "Gu Mosheng, don't leave yet, I'll cover your face."

After finishing speaking, Xiaoyu picked up the towel, but Gu Mosheng stopped her movement, "My wife, I have thick skin, I'm fine, I'll be fine tomorrow. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you." Gu Mosheng stretched out his hand Opening the bangs on Xiaoyu's forehead, she asked softly.

"Whatever you want, I'll eat whatever you do." Xiaoyu is not picky about food, they did bed exercises for seven or eight hours, and they were indeed hungry.

After Xiaoyu took a bath, although his body was still sore, he no longer felt sticky and uncomfortable, and his whole body felt refreshed, indeed more comfortable than before.

Xiaoyu dried her hair and walked out of the room. The lights in the living room were not turned on. There were several candles on the dining table. The flickering candlelight faintly illuminated half of the living room. The handsome and handsome man attracted all her eyes.

Under Xiao Yu's gaze, Gu Mosheng slowly raised his head and looked at her with a happy smile on his handsome face.

"Honey, come and sit down."

Under Gu Mosheng's call, Xiaoyu walked towards the candlelight step by step, and also walked towards her husband step by step.

Gu Mosheng considerately pulled a stool for Xiaoyu, and his movements were elegant, just like a royal gentleman in the Middle Ages. After Xiaoyu took a seat, Gu Mosheng sat opposite Xiaoyu. Under the candlelight, their eyes were shining with fire, very bright .

The two looked at each other across the table, full of affection, flowing with deep love and deep affection.

At this moment, Xiaoyu felt that she seemed to have forgotten the feeling of hunger, and her heart and eyes were all about him.

Today, he officially became her husband.

The happiness of her life!
At this time, Gu Mosheng seemed to feel the feeling of happiness more deeply. Finally, she was Gu Mosheng's Mrs. Gu, his wife, and the only one in his life.

He still remembers the way he saw her for the first time, her beautiful face, her comfortable smile, her glance for thousands of years.

On June [-]th, although it was a fly in the ointment, they finally belonged to each other.

A table, two people, candles flickering on the table, the objects around the living room are hidden in the dim light, only the table side seems to be shrouded in the spotlight, illuminating a pair of lovers.

Xiaoyu never expected that Gu Mosheng would spend so much time preparing a candlelight dinner. At this time, the candlelight was flickering, and his handsome and extraordinary face was dyed with a layer of warm tones, which was less cold and full of tenderness. This is the tenderness exclusive to her .Xiaoyu slowly raised her eyes to meet his deep and bewildering black eyes. In his eyes, she saw not only the flickering candle, but also herself.

Touched, happy... After meeting Gu Mosheng, she can have these emotions almost every day. It is he who makes her immersed in the halo of happiness, thus turning her into a happy little woman.

"My wife, this is for you!" Gu Mosheng picked up the bouquet beside the chair, stood up, then bent down gracefully, and handed the bouquet to Xiaoyu with both hands.

Xiaoyu's heart was already filled with emotion and joy. When Gu Mosheng sent another bouquet of white roses, her eyes immediately glowed with a layer of water. Happy or happy.

Xiaoyu smiled sweetly, and happily took the white rose in Gu Mosheng's hand. She lowered her head, held the bouquet and smelled it naturally and unpretentiously. The faint floral fragrance was pleasant.

Gu Mosheng looked at the little woman in front of him tenderly and dotingly. She stretched out her little finger and counted the number of white roses very earnestly. She looked cute and charming.

Gu Mosheng poured a glass of champagne and put it in front of Xiaoyu. Knowing that she could drink poorly, Gu Mosheng specially chose champagne. The champagne had a relatively low alcohol content, with a strong fruity aroma and a sweet taste, which was more suitable for Xiaoyu than red wine.Since Xiaoyu took the flowers he sent, she counted the number of white roses over and over again. When she counted the fourth time, he couldn't help asking: "Have you not counted yet?"

"Wait, I'll count again." After finishing the sentence, Xiaoyu moved her little finger and continued to count.

"It's just a few flowers. You can tell how many of them just by looking at them. Is it necessary to count and count?" Actually, Gu Mosheng's subtext is, does that bouquet of roses attract his wife's attention more than himself? !
"..." Xiaoyu ignored Gu Mosheng, she continued to immerse herself in the world of counting, and after counting five times, she got a consistent answer - eleven flowers.

Gu Mosheng didn't understand Xiaoyu's thoughts at this time. The reason why Xiaoyu carefully and repeatedly confirmed the number of roses was because she wanted to know the meaning he wanted to express to her from this bouquet of roses, one more, one less Duo, the meanings contained in it are different!

"I have confirmed again and again, eleven! Gu Mosheng, what do eleven white roses mean?" Xiaoyu asked pretending to be curious, hoping that Gu Mosheng would tell the deep meaning of the eleven roses himself.

Gu Mosheng's grandmother's favorite flower is white roses, so he has known the flower language of white roses since he was a child. As for the meaning of eleven roses, the florist told him when he ordered flowers, "White roses The flower language is that you are mine, you are my Mrs. Gu, of course you are mine."

"This is just the flower language of White Rose's words, you haven't answered my question yet!" Xiaoyu looked at Gu Mosheng with slightly resentful eyes.

Today is a day of great significance to them. Gu Mosheng has already seen through Xiao Yu's thoughts, and knows that she wants him to tell her personally on purpose!And he didn't want her to be disappointed or regretted, so he said seriously, "You are my favorite."

Hearing this, Xiaoyu felt that her life was fulfilled, that she could be loved by someone and become someone's favorite in this life, what could she be dissatisfied with? !

He, Gu Mosheng, she has caught and possessed, and will never let go in this life.

"Dear husband, to commemorate this important and beautiful day today, let's toast!" Xiaoyu held a glass of champagne with a smile, raised it in the air, and motioned Gu Mosheng to clink glasses with her.

bang...

The wine glasses collided with each other in the air, making a crisp sound. Xiaoyu raised his head heroically and drank not a drop of the champagne in the glass. Although Gu Mosheng didn't like the taste of champagne very much, he also drank not a drop.

"Fill it up for me." Xiaoyu was so happy today, and she liked the taste of champagne very much, she handed the wine glass to Gu Mosheng domineeringly, asking Gu Mosheng to fill it up for her.

"If you drink too much, you will get drunk, so you can't drink anymore!"

Although champagne has a low alcohol content, with Xiaoyu's drinking capacity, Gu Mosheng had to worry that she would become unconscious again if she drank too much, so he took the juice specially prepared for Xiaoyu, poured half a glass and handed it to Xiaoyu language.

Xiaoyu pursed her mouth and was reluctant to put the juice on the table. On a happy day, wine was naturally needed to set off the atmosphere, but she did not forget her promise to Gu Mosheng—never get drunk again.For this reason, although she felt that the juice was a bit out of place, she did not protest.

(End of this chapter)