The group pet is the real boss

Chapter 408 How can you cook.

The room was silent.

After a long time, Gu Yan broke the silence, "Okay, I'll take you back."

Qiao Yiying thought it was over, but he didn't expect him to stay shamelessly.

And had his secretary bring him a full box of laundry and new toiletries.

"What are you doing, did I allow you to live in?"

Not only did the man not feel embarrassed, but he took it for granted, "Well, you didn't allow it, but my son agreed."

"Gu Yan! Do you want to do this? My child is mine, and it's none of your business."

Gu Yan raised his eyebrows, "Don't be angry, or he will inherit your bad temper, I can't stand it."

Qiao Yiying gritted her teeth, I will bear it.

"Let's play slowly by yourself, I won't serve you anymore."

After all, he went into the bedroom, lay on the bed and watched the drama.

With pampering on Gu Yan's monstrous face, he went into the kitchen and made chicken soup for her according to the recipe.

After working for a long time, my hands were hot red, and after waiting for about an hour, the stew was finally done.

Buckle buckle.

There was a knock on the door of the bedroom, and then the doorknob was twisted. The man pushed the door and walked in, only to find that she had fallen asleep peacefully, with Crayon Shin-Chan playing on the tablet next to her. This moment was extremely warm.

Gu Yan softened his expression, covered her with a quilt, turned off the TV, and looked at her sleeping face silently.

If only she had been so quiet all the time, and didn't say those foul or hurtful words, it would be great.

It would be great if she was not proud, indulgent, and entangled with so many men.

But even so, he still likes it.

The first time we met in a bar, we had a fight with her.

Later, they fell asleep together out of nowhere, maybe the way they started was wrong, and now, he can't figure out her mind, and she can't figure out his.

When the man lost his mind, the whisper in her mouth brought him back to his thoughts.

"Ayan."

Calling out his name in his sleep is really the most beautiful voice in the world.

Gu Yan was a little dazed, and then ecstatically.

Grab her little hand and put it on her lips, "I'm sorry, Yiyi, I'm sorry, I shouldn't hurt you like this."

The woman didn't wake up, but frowned, turned over, and continued to sleep.

He glanced at his watch, then lifted the quilt, got in, and held her in his arms. She found a comfortable position and slept soundly.

The child was nearly two months old, and he checked her medical records. Their baby was healthy, and after finding out that she had a child, she never drank alcohol or stayed up late.

It turned out that she really wanted to keep the child.

Another hour passed, and Qiao Yiying woke up from hunger. When she woke up, she found herself in a familiar embrace. She bit her lip and wanted to push him away, but unexpectedly, she was hugged even tighter.

"Yiyi, are you hungry?"

Qiao Yiying felt chills for a while, and always felt that this sentence was ambiguous.

But she doesn't eat it, the baby in her belly must eat it anyway, so the woman nodded honestly, "Well, let's order takeaway."

Gu Yan looked serious, "How can I eat takeaway? I stewed chicken soup and your favorite wontons. You eat the chicken and soup first, and I cook the wontons."

Qiao Yiying looked blank, "What are you talking about? I don't believe you know how to stew chicken soup."

The big hands under the quilt still hurt a little, he moved his fingers inaudibly, "You will know if you get up and take a look."

"I'll carry you, okay?"

Qiao Yiying was even more suspicious, "I can go without you."

He suppressed the sourness in his heart and nodded, "Okay, wear more clothes, I've turned on the heater, so I don't need to wear too thick clothes."

Although she was a little incoherent, Qiao Yiying also noticed the concern in the man's eyes and tone.

"Well, I see. Of course I know whether the heating in my house is on or not."

The dinner table.

She looked at the delicious chicken soup, and glanced at Gu Yan strangely, "How can you cook, isn't it a pleasure to linger in the flowers, and you can do these things."

(End of this chapter)