The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Huo Niannian saw that Zhou Haoqin was also helping Gu Tingshen. She remembered that when she just came back from the restaurant, she did not say that there was something urgent.    

At that time, he was sneaky and didn't let her hear. Now, it was as if nothing had happened.    

Zhou Haoqin buried his head in the basin and washed the dishes countless times. He pretended to be an ostrich, but don't look at him. He knew nothing.    

"I'm working on it. " Gu Tingshen answered patiently.    

"What?" Huo Niannian did not understand. Was he not going to cook? Or. . .    

"The urgent matter you are talking about is to cook for me?"    

"Yes, your matter is a huge matter. "    

If it was a homework when it came to making mincemeat, Gu Tingshen was not only a self-taught genius, but he had also graduated and had a PhD in his thesis.    

Zhou Haoqin. . .    

It would be great if there was an Invisibility Potion in this world. He wanted to slip away quietly.    

"Hubby, I want to go home tomorrow morning. "    

When Nian Ci started crying just now, Huo Niannian no longer had any thoughts of staying here. She wanted to fly home and hug her daughter as soon as possible.    

"Okay. " Gu Tingshen gave Zhou Haoqin a look. The latter understood what he meant.    

It was naturally not as simple as booking a plane ticket.    

According to Huo Niannian, they had booked the earliest plane ticket to go home the next day, and they had also booked it.    

The next day, it was late in the morning.    

Huo Niannian was still sleeping on the soft bed until she opened her eyes. The earliest flight to S City was already thirty thousand feet high.    

Huo Niannian rubbed her eyes and stretched. When she saw the bright sunlight outside, she felt a little strange.    

A thought flashed through her mind and Huo Niannian immediately went to touch her phone.    

It was already nine o'clock!    

"Gu Tingshen!"    

Huo Niannian put on her slippers and ran to the kitchen. When she saw Gu Tingshen leisurely preparing breakfast, she was in a good mood.    

"Gu Tingshen! The plane!"    

"Zhou Haoqin has ordered the nearest one. Let's eat. "    

Gu Tingshen was holding his simple breakfast. Huo Niannian's breakfast was on the table.    

Small steamed buns with milk fragrance, fried dumplings, boiled eggs, vegetables and lean meat porridge, as well as delicate side dishes. . .    

"When did you wake up?" These didn't seem like they were bought. If Gu Tingshen had finished all of them, how early would he have to wake up?    

Gu Tingshen pursed his lips into a faint smile. No matter how Huo Niannian looked at him, he did not say anything.    

Strange.    

Something was not right. Something was not right. It was like this yesterday. She felt that Gu Tingshen had hidden something from her.    

Could it be that he wanted to take revenge on her?    

Before coming to Thailand, Gu Tingshen had already complained about her not telling him about his itinerary. Was he also pretending to be mysterious now?    

Being kept in the dark really made this experience uncomfortable.    

However, she did not want to admit defeat. If she did not say it, then so be it. If she did not ask, then she would not compromise.    

Huo Niannian picked up a milk-flavored steamed bun. The taste was exactly the same as what she had eaten at home. If she said it wasn't made by Gu Tingshen, she wouldn't believe it.    

In order to confirm whether these were made by Gu Tingshen or not, Huo Niannian had already tasted them. Today, her appetite was surprisingly good and she ate a lot.    

She ate very satisfactorily for breakfast. Huo Niannian, who had eaten her fill, became interested. She stretched out her finger and lifted Gu Tingshen's chin, which was sitting opposite her. She acted like a prostitute who flirted with a good wife.    

"Husband, the taste is not bad. "    

"Wife, do you want breakfast or husband?"    

Gu Tingshen played along with her, but he was definitely not at a disadvantage, so he immediately switched sides.    

He picked up Huo Niannian's little hands and rubbed them together. "Do you want some more?"    

Huo Niannian was so scared that she pulled her hand back and stuttered, "Rice. . . . After the meal, intense exercise will cause pain in the stomach. "    

"Hmm?" The man pretended not to understand.