There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Chapter 595 The fox pretends to be the tiger’s power

"Don't bully my sister." Gu Meijiao slapped her second brother's hand away like a protector, and protected Zheng Xinyue behind her.

 “See, you still dare to bully me?”

Zheng Xinyue hid behind Gu Meijiao and made a face at Gu Changfeng, looking at him proudly.

 Gu Changfeng couldn't help but look at his relatives, they were all traitors!

His deep eyes fell on Zheng Xinyue's proud smile. Is the little girl a bit bullying? The way the fox pretended to be the tiger's power made him both loved and angry.

“Xinyue, have you had lunch? I bought the new grass carp today and asked Xiao Wu to cook it for you.”

Mr. Gu looked at the lively Zheng Xinyue lovingly, and he liked her very much. He was such a good and optimistic child.

 “Thank you, Grandpa, can I do it for you?”

Zheng Xinyue stood up with a smile. The first step to being a good wife and mother is to be able to cook.

 She not only knows how to cook, she also does it very well.

 Otherwise, how could you hook Gu Changfeng? She even suspected that Gu Changfeng was first obsessed with her cooking, and then fell in love with her!

“Oh, Xinyue can also cook?”

Mr. Gu is even more satisfied with Zheng Xinyue. His grandson is so discerning, his wife has good cooking skills, and the man is blessed with good food.

“Girl, let me do it! You drink tea and eat apples.”

Aunt Wu finally got in the conversation. She liked the lively Zheng Xinyue very much. After knowing that she saved Meijiao and was Changfeng's partner, she was happy for Changfeng.

People in this era all worship heroes, and she looked at Zheng Xinyue with admiration.

“Aunt Wu, I’ll cook with Xinyue, you can take a rest.”

Gu Changfeng didn't wait for Zheng Xinyue to answer. He rolled up his sleeves and stood up. Aunt Wu's craftsmanship was far worse than Xinyue's.

 And he absolutely couldn't bear to miss this good opportunity to be alone.

 “This? How can we let guests cook?”

Aunt Wu looked at the old man in embarrassment. As a nanny, this was her necessary job.

"Who said she is a guest? From now on she will be the mistress of the house."

Mr. Gu looked at Aunt Wu seriously, and his words were no less than a promise to Zheng Xinyue.

Zheng Xinyue happily followed Gu Changfeng to the kitchen. Gu Changfeng looked at her with a smile. When they were alone, he teased her in a low voice: "So happy? You can't even close your mouth when you smile."

 “Aren’t you happy?”

Zheng Xinyue hooked her hands around his neck, smiling as she watched their breathing close at hand, and invariably thought of Kouwu in the pit.

"I went to cook."

When Gu Changfeng looked deeply at Xinyue's lips and lowered his head, Zheng Xinyue suddenly retracted her hand, lowered her head to avoid his long arm and ran away with a smirk.

The refreshing fruity fragrance disappeared instantly. Gu Changfeng looked at the empty arms, put down his arms unwillingly, put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the busy little girl.

"Do you need my help?" A mellow and magnetic voice sounded in Zheng Xinyue's ears. She leaned too close and her warm breath invaded domineeringly. She curled up her neck and glared at him.

 “It’s better if you don’t cause trouble than anything else.”

When Gu Changfeng saw him coming to the door, she didn't even take a step back with a smile. She crossed her arms and leaned against the door, quietly watching Zheng Xinyue skillfully pick up the grass carp, clean it, and cut it into pieces. She looked busy but in an orderly manner.

 Gu Changfeng was fascinated by what she saw, and for the first time he had a strong idea of ​​getting married. After getting married, he could be with her every day and have a pair of lovely children.

“Changfeng, I want to make grass carp casserole for grandpa. Do you have a casserole at home?”

　　After Zheng Xinyue marinated the fish pieces, she looked back at Gu Changfeng and asked.

When her eyes met his eyes as deep as the vast ocean, she was stunned. She saw fire in his eyes, and the fire made her blood boil.

 (End of this chapter)