MTL - He’s Not A Non-Entertainment Circle-Chapter 41 Wife

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Gu Qingyan received a phone call from Luran, and now they must call every night.

"Baby, you are on fire."

Gu Qingyan asked with doubt: "So?"

"They all call your husband." Luran's tone was pitiful.

"Oh, now those fans are changing their husbands very quickly. Maybe someday I will become a good man." Gu Qingyan comforted.

"You won't be a good man."

“Why?” Gu Qingyan asked curiously.

"Because you are my husband." The tone is deliberately depressed. "Husband."

Gu Qingyan feels that his ears are hot: "Don't scream!"

"You don't want to be my husband..." The phone was silent, and he said, "What about the wife?"

Gu Qingyan hangs up the phone, Luran you a **** you take advantage of me.

Then Gu Qingyan’s mobile phone received it, Luran’s WeChat.

Little brother: Baby, are you shy?

Little crying bag: Shut up, you take advantage of me

Little brother: Is that little brother letting you take it back?

Little crying bag: Yes, what do you say?

Little brother: You call my husband or wife just fine~

Little crying bag: Little yellow chicken angry GIF

Little Brother: Easy Bear Touching GIF

Little crying bag: the other party doesn't want to worry about you throwing a dog GIF to you.

Little brother: Baby, I don't want a dog, I want my little crying bag (づ ̄3 ̄)づ

Little crying bag: When did you learn to use facial text and expression packs?

Little brother: For your special study (* ̄3)(ε ̄*)(づ ̄3 ̄)づ

Little crying bag: (づ ̄3 ̄)づ

Gu Qingyan licked his own red ears, and he was so big to learn to use expression packs and words. Luran saw the baby's face text, lamented to use WeChat chat to send pictures and face text to feel like Meng Meng, do not know if the little crying bag would like to be more like yourself?

Little crying bag: I have something to go out tomorrow, you remember to take care of Xiaoyu o (*////▽////*)q

Little brother: obey

Little brother: Will there be rewards for my embarrassment? (*/ω\*)

Little crying bag: Say, but you can look forward to it.

......

Although Lu Ran really wants to know what Gu Qingyan wants to expect, but the other party does not intend to say it can only give up.

The next morning, Lu Xiaoyu was taken over to the company and went to work with him. Gu Xiaoyu was already used to Luran and Lu Shushu together.

Luran put a small blanket cartoon pillow on the sofa in the office, and put some children's story graffiti. Now a small piece of Lu's office is obviously a place for Gu Xiaoyu.

For this child who looks a lot like the boss, everyone has defaulted to being a small son.

At noon, he took Gu Xiaoyu to the cafeteria and gave him lunch.

Gu Xiaoyan screamed and pleaded: "Uncle Lu, can I not eat carrots~"

Gu Xiaoying is a very embarrassing but reluctant child will also have picky eaters and dislikes, although he looks very pitiful, although he does not like to eat carrots, but the baby said he can not let him picky eaters.

"Don't eat well, we don't tell Dad." Then he shook hands with Lunar hand.

Lu Ren resolutely and reluctantly refused: "No."

"Lu Shushu's wife is strict!" Gu Xiaoyu protested with a soft and cute voice.

I can’t blame Lu’s heart. The last time he helped the little things to be perjury was discovered by Gu Qingyan.

As a result, one person has a large glass of vegetable juice. Gu Xiaolu is better at carrot juice. He is a carrot bitter gourd celery juice. What kind of ghost is he, he does not want to recall that taste.

Gu Qingyan looked at the big and small fruits of the vegetable juice, and the same bitter and haha ​​expression frowned. I couldn’t help but sigh. It was really a father and son. The two people looked very pitiful.

But Gu Qingyan said: This is for your good, next time you are doing perjury. You look at it yourself.

Lu trembled: "Gu Xiaolu, do you still want to drink a large glass of carrot juice? Choose one or two and a big cup."

Gu Xiaoying apparently remembered the fear of being dominated by the terrible vegetable juice that day. Uncle Lu was more pitiful than himself. The juice smelled bad. Gu Xiaoyu made a disgusting expression and accepted his life.