Gu Zhiheng took out the key to open the door, and after coming in, he closed the door.
When he reached out for the slippers, Gu Zhiheng's movements froze, something was wrong, and he always felt that something was missing.
The sharp eyes swept to the living room, and saw that the living room was messy, the clothes were littered, and there were two pink socks on the small bench.
Gu Zhiheng was displeased, messed up like this?
Fortunately, this woman is not dirty, otherwise he really can't stand it.
He took out his slippers and changed them himself, and Gu Zhiheng remembered, where did that wrongness come from?
In the past, when he took out the key to open the door, the woman would open the door inside, smile humbly and flatteringly at him, and carefully bring his slippers over.
She is so humble, he hates it once he sees it.
And today, the woman did not wait at the entrance, not knowing where to go.
Stepping out of his long legs, Gu Zhiheng entered the living room, and at a glance, he saw the dishes and dishes on the dining table.
It's these four dishes again, and God knows what he hates the most is onions, garlic, celery and tomatoes.
This woman hated him so much, she cooked him the dish he hated the most for half a year, and she did whatever he hated.
Everyone said that she loved him and loved him to the point of madness, Gu Zhiheng could only laugh at himself in his heart, he couldn't feel it.
He stood there, not moving.
After Qiao An scrambled the eggs, she came out of the kitchen with a plate, and as soon as she came out, she saw Gu Zhiheng standing outside.
The man was wearing a camouflage military uniform, his posture was tall and long, calm and uninhibited, his aura was very powerful, and he gave people the feeling of not being angry and arrogant.
Joan loved him, but was more afraid of him.
"I'm back, I'm back."
She stammered, not daring to look up at Gu Zhiheng's face at all, and when she walked, Qiao An's legs were trembling.
Putting the plate with the scrambled eggs with green peppers on the table, Joan went to the kitchen again and came out with two bowls of rice.
She scolded herself in her heart for being spineless, he wouldn't eat anyway, why did she serve him food?
It's just that thinking of Gu Zhiheng's fierce eyes like a goshawk and a powerful and compelling momentum, Qiao An found that she was in front of Gu Zhiheng, and she didn't dare to come out.
After arranging the rice and chopsticks, Joan sat down.
To her surprise, Gu Zhiheng actually sat opposite her.
The man's face was resolute, his sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he looked at a few dishes on the table, and his eyes finally stayed on the plate of scrambled eggs with green peppers.
Qiao An was frightened, Gu Zhiheng sat opposite her, the two were so close, she didn't dare to look up at him at all, she didn't dare to move.
She despises herself in her heart, is it necessary to be afraid of him?
It seems that he can't hit women, right?
She picked up her chopsticks, took a slice of shredded meat, and just put it in her mouth.
Joan saw that a strong iron arm reached over and took the plate of scrambled eggs with green peppers in front of her.
"That's my ......," Joan thought, she fired herself.
Gu Zhiheng glanced at her coldly and did not speak.
She changed her temper today, and after making tomato and egg soup, she also made a scrambled egg with green peppers.
He ate in the dining hall, and now he was not hungry at all, but since she had served the meal and made a dish that he did not hate, he always had to eat a little.
Being glanced at by Gu Zhiheng's cold eyes, Qiao An didn't dare to speak.
She kept her head down, trying to look as calm as she could, only she knew that her fat legs were trembling under the table.