The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

In the hotel, Huo Niannian sat on the sofa and looked at Gu Tingshen.    

Although the scenery here was pleasant, it was very happy. After all, the company still had a lot of things to deal with.    

"You want to go back? Isn't it good to be with me?"    

"Sure. But. . . We can't always be here. "    

Huo Niannian bit her lips.    

Gu Tingshen helplessly walked in front of Huo Niannian and rubbed her head.    

He knew Huo Niannian couldn't sit still.    

Gu Tingshen originally thought that Huo Niannian was really too busy and wanted to think of ways to let her rest for a while. But even if she came here, Huo Niannian still had work in her heart.    

On the way back, she held her phone and instructed a lot of things.    

"Why do I feel that your studio's Little Boss is busier than me?"    

"Hehehehe. . . That's definitely different. Your company is so big, everything has been handled in an orderly manner. But the studio has just been established, so there are a lot of things that require me. "    

Huo Niannian raised her head and grabbed Gu Tingshen's arm with both hands. She wanted to use her coquettish manner to make Gu Tingshen agree to her request.    

Gu Tingshen curled the corner of his mouth.    

"I'll go back tomorrow. "    

"Gu Tingshen, you're so good!"    

. . . ""    

Gu Tingshen snorted coldly. He raised his eyebrows without hesitation.    

He was not good at all. If he was good, would Huo Niannian only have the company in her heart?    

She did not expect that the dignified Director Gu would actually fall to the point of competing with the company for favour. . .    

It was really hard to explain in a word.    

It was rare for Huo Niannian to have a good sleep tonight.    

The next morning, Gu Tingshen drove Huo Niannian home early in the morning.    

. . .    

"Your house is so big. "    

After entering the room, Yan Yan put down all the ingredients and neatly prepared four dishes and a soup.    

Fortunately, he still had the craftsmanship from before, so he was still able to cook with ease.    

"It's average. "    

Zhou Haoqin took out the chopsticks from the kitchen. He lived alone and rarely opened fire. Only when he was in a good mood would he occasionally cook. Zhou Haoqin knew how to cook, but he did not like it.    

Or rather, the smell of the oil and smoke made him uncomfortable.    

Looking at the exquisite dishes on the table, Zhou Haoqin shook his head, as if he was home.    

"Sit down and eat. I don't know what you like to eat, so I made a few dishes that I'm good at. They're all quite delicious. Hurry and taste them. "    

His words were a little awkward.    

He pulled out a chair and sat down.    

Zhou Haoqin was very natural. Perhaps it was because he had been busy for the whole day and was indeed a little tired and hungry, so he naturally ate.    

Yan Yan stared at Zhou Haoqin eating and the corner of his mouth curled up.    

"What are you laughing at? Why aren't you eating?"    

"No. . . I just feel that the food I made should be quite delicious. That's why you eat so energetically. " Yan Yan laughed secretly.    

He cooked for the person he liked and then he ate very well. Was there anything more blissful than this?    

Yan Yan chuckled.    

"Little fool. "    

Zhou Haoqin glanced at her.    

Actually, he already knew what it meant to bring words home. . .    

After dinner, Yan Yang still wanted to clean up the bowls and chopsticks. She was like a virtuous little wife. Zhou Haoqin looked at her and stopped her. "Put it down first. "    

"Hmm?"    

Just as Yan Yan turned around, he was already pulled into Zhou Haoqin's arms.    

She cried out in surprise. The man's passionate kiss had already fallen from the sky and covered the earth.    

"Zhou Haoqin. . . "    

"I'm here. . "    

Zhou Haoqin smiled and carried her into the bedroom.