Chapter 118

When Lin Miaomiao got up the next morning, he found himself lying in Gu Tingchen's arms.

She looked at Gu Tingchen's well-defined face and couldn't help rubbing it in his arms.

"Well, madam, did you sleep well last night?"

"Not good." Lin Miaomiao thought of what happened last night and opened a pair of amber eyes wrongly. "Gu Tingchen, did you sleep well last night?"

"It's good to have a wife to sleep with." Gu Tingchen's voice was low, with the unique magnetism of the morning. He stretched out his arm and took Lin Miaomiao into his arms. Suddenly, he fell a kiss on Lin Miaomiao's forehead.

"So now, is madam's anger gone?"

"Who, who wants you to kiss." Lin Miaomiao struggled in his arms. Regardless of Gu tingshen's smile behind him, he pulled up his white shirt that fell to the ground, untied the top button, put on his head, and slipped into the bathroom barefoot.

In the mirror, his silky hair hung behind him, revealing his slender neck, his thin and ambiguous red, and a smile hung from the corners of his eyes.

Lin Miaomiao smoothed his eyebrows and bowed his head to wash. Just halfway through the washing, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.

"Gu Tingchen, why don't you knock when you come in." Lin Miaomiao holds the door frame and looks at him reproachfully.

Gu Tingchen immediately bent down and copied one hand along her slender waist. The next moment, Lin Miaomiao just felt her body empty, so he put it on the washstand.

"Do I have to knock when I enter my own house? Where did I come from? Tell me, huh?"

Gu Tingchen's legs squeezed into the middle of her thighs. Lin Miaomiao's shy ears turned red and his slender arms struggled, so he was going to hit him with his fist.

Gu Tingchen grabbed her wrist and went to his front.

"Madam, are you going to murder your husband?"

"How dare I? You framed me." Lin Miaomiao pulled back his hand angrily. His dark eyes stared at Gu Tingchen and forgot what he wanted to say.

He is really good-looking. His full forehead, high nose and even lips are thin with a touch of pink, which makes people want to have a taste.

In a trance, Lin Miaomiao only felt that her face was getting closer and closer. When she came back, Gu Tingchen had stolen another kiss.

"Woo woo ~ Gu Tingchen, you haven't brushed your teeth yet."

"Do you dislike me?"

"I......" Lin Miaomiao said vaguely.

Gu Tingchen held the glass behind her with one hand and pecked directly on her small chin, which made her tremble.

"You're still the first to dislike me. I'll punish you now. Go out and get my suit ready, huh?"

"OK, OK." Lin Miaomiao was afraid of him.. Big hair, quickly bent down, drilled out from under his arm and slipped away.

Looking at her flexible figure, Gu Tingchen made a deep laugh from her throat, and turned to pick up the shaving knife on the washing table, and put a bubble on her chin.

Gu Tingchen's wardrobe is basically dark suits. Lin Miaomiao compares the dark blue one with the black one and shakes his head.

Lin Miaomiao's eyes lit up when he saw a light blue suit with light powder and fine checkered in the depths of the cabinet.

"Gu Tingchen, you have chosen your clothes. Choose one of this suit and brown windbreaker."

Lin Miaomiao looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and pushed open the bathroom door with one in one hand.

"Cough!" in a leisurely manner, Gu Tingchen saw his pink face and slipped his chin. He was able to scratch his chin from a deep shave. He was able to cough from a deep throat and take a towel slowly to clean the foam around his mouth.

"Are you sure you want me to wear this?"

"Well, you don't like it?" the light in Lin Miaomiao's eyes grew dim.

Gu Tingchen's thin lip flap made an arc, "I like it. As long as it is chosen by my wife, I like it."

"That's great."

Lin Miaomiao was full of expectations. Before, Gu Tingchen always wore a serious suit and tie. He could carry out any suit and take a photo directly.

It's cool, but... It's a sense of distance.

Lin Miaomiao stuffed his clothes into Gu Tingchen's arms, excitedly grabbed his hand and pulled the man out. A large amount of sunshine outside the window hit the two people through the glass window.

"You change your shirt first."

Lin Miaomiao was about to untie his pajamas. He touched his collarbone and immediately took it back.

"Oh? Won't you help me?"

"It's free." Lin Miaomiao's fingers shook unnecessarily. She couldn't even think of putting a shirt on him.

Lin Miaomiao put away the windbreaker, put the suit on the bed, lingered around the wardrobe with her fingers, and finally chose a white jacket.

"Gu Tingchen, you wear this."

"Oh?"

"Didn't you tell me to give you clothes. If you don't like it, I'll put it back..." Lin Miaomiao saw Gu Tingchen hesitate to do it. He turned wrongly to go, but he grabbed his wrist and pulled it back.

"I wear it."

Gu Tingchen almost rubbed Lin Miaomiao's earlobe and said. She quickly left like a bounce, and handed the inner strap to Gu Tingchen with red ears.

Gu Tingchen didn't mind. He took off his pajamas in front of Lin Miaomiao's face, put the inner lap on his head, pulled both sides and put it on neatly.

"Gu Tingchen, you..."

"Didn't I change it according to your requirements? Why?"

"It's all right." Lin Miaomiao swallowed hard. She just felt her throat tight. She walked over with her suit and coughed, "lift your arm."

Gu Tingchen did so. Lin Miaomiao put his suit on him, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and tiptoed to straighten his collar.

"I used to think that when I got married, I must prepare clothes for my husband every day. Now it has finally come true."

"Hmm?" Gu Tingchen enjoyed it with satisfaction.

Her fingertips were slightly cool. Gu Tingchen enjoyed it very much because the action of tidying up her collar rubbed his chin and neck from time to time.

After a while, Lin Miaomiao retreated with satisfaction, and Gu Tingchen still had some unfinished business.

"You like it. Will you change my clothes every day?"

"Gu Tingchen, why are you looking at me like this..." Lin Miaomiao was shy and pulled his clothes. Gu Tingchen smiled cunningly, "I'll help you too."

"I don't need... Ha ha... Itch, Gu Tingchen, let me go!"

Gu Tingchen held her in his arms, his arms getting tighter and tighter, and his voice was penetrating, "don't let go, don't let go in this life."

"Gu Tingchen..."

Lin Miaomiao was forced to look at him. Looking at his hot eyes, she pursed her lips. "Let's go buy clothes? Shall we buy clothes for you?"

"Dong Dong!... young master and young grandmother! The master asked you to come down for dinner."

Just as they were about to wipe their guns and go off, there was a knock outside the door. Gu Tingchen frowned very displeased. Lin Miaomiao hurriedly said, "go down now."