The words you say yourself, even if it’s still hot, you have to finish drinking, right?
Gu Xiaozhan saw her lips glistening and red after she drank the ginger soup, and reached out to gently caress them.
Although the ginger soup just drunk didn’t smell good, Mu Anhan’s stomach felt warm and exceptionally comfortable.
"Honey, you haven’t drunk yet!" The bowl of ginger soup was originally for him, "The remaining half bowl is yours, okay? You must not catch a cold, otherwise, everyone will blame me for not taking good care of you. You don’t want me to have a reputation as a femme fatale, do you?"
She placed such a large cap that he couldn’t help but feel tenderhearted towards her.
Gu Xiaozhan drank the remaining half bowl of ginger soup in one gulp and showed her: "See how I drink it?"
"Mm, hubby is great, like a bull drinking water." Mu Anhan was amused.
Gu Xiaozhan: "..." Does anyone brag about their husband like this?
Mu Anhan saw his expression change, she hurriedly said: "Frowning and facing thousands pointing fingers, bow willingly like an ox for the children, this was not said by me, but by Mr. Lu Xun, it means to praise people like you who do practical work without seeking praise!"
"What are you?" Gu Xiaozhan looked at her intently.
"Mrs. Niu." Mu Anhan made a thumbs-up gesture for herself.
Gu Xiaozhan: "..." Doesn’t that make him the Bull Demon King?
Mu Anhan also seemed to understand it as the Bull Demon King, she even reached out and gestured above him, as if looking for bull horns?
"Still touching?" he scolded softly.
Mu Anhan pouted, "I’ll be the little calf, how about that?"
As soon as she said this, both of them were stunned.
There are little puppies, but no little calves, right?
Gu Xiaozhan put down the bowl and embraced her onto the bed.
The bed was also a very simple iron bed, their weight made it creak.
Gu Xiaozhan actually quite liked this nickname, even if he was to be an ox, it didn’t matter, the key was how she was going to be one.
"Don’t..." Mu Anhan hugged his neck, "This won’t hold up to our tossing and turning, I reckon everyone will know the bed broke by tomorrow morning!"
She really would have no face to meet people then!
Gu Xiaozhan had just taken a hot shower, and he was all warm. When she leaned against his chest, her whole body was warm.
"I think, letting you be a femme fatale once won’t hurt either."
The man followed her words from earlier, Mu Anhan reached out to poke him: "You’re so bad-minded! Still wanting me to have the reputation of a femme fatale."
Gu Xiaozhan chuckled, his laughter almost vibrating against her neck, "If Han Han becomes a femme fatale for me once, it’s not bad, right?"
"It is bad, very bad." Mu Anhan snorted, "I’m cherishing my feathers now!"
She wants to work hard, strive positively, and stand shoulder to shoulder with him towards the sun as early as possible.
Gu Xiaozhan saw her little mouth pouted high, and the taste of ginger soup still lingered between her lips and teeth. He lowered his head to kiss her lips.
"Mmm... mmm..." Didn’t we agree not to mess around?
The bed board creaked, and the knocking at the door didn’t stop.
"Mrs. Gu... Mrs. Gu, are you asleep?"
Mu Anhan nudged the man beside her, indicating that there was someone calling her.
Gu Xiaozhan released her lips, and she hurriedly caught her breath, "I’m not asleep yet, what’s up?"
She got up and opened the door to see an old man, about fifty or sixty years old, anxiously saying, "My mother suddenly fainted, Mrs. Gu, could you come and take a look?"