"You're here just in time, my husband isn't home tonight."
She poked Gu Zhiheng's chest.
Gu Zhiheng held her messy little hand and said with a smile: "My wife is not at home tonight." ” He kissed the back of Joan's hand: "Go to sleep, I won't touch you tonight." ” Qiao An snorted coldly: "I'm still angry." ” This night, Qiao An leaned on Gu Zhiheng's arms and slept very soundly, she didn't even know when Gu Zhiheng got up and left.
When I woke up in the morning, it was already dawn, Joan sat on the bed, took the mobile phone on the side and looked at it, it was already nine o'clock.
She got out of bed with her eyes closed, and then changed her clothes before the curtains were opened.
When I went downstairs, it was half past nine, and as soon as I got downstairs, Song Yun smiled and said, "Get up, drink the medicine quickly." ” Joan didn't want to drink medicine at all, she was afraid of bitterness.
"Mom, where's Gu Zhiheng?"
Taking the medicine bowl, Jo Ann sat down in her chair.
"I went to the army, it seems that I left at four o'clock."
Song Yun is not very clear.
Joan nodded, thinking of last night's incident, and embarrassed to ask.
Song Yun sat down opposite Qiao An: "Qiao An, do you want to go home?"
” Song Yun is talking about going back to Binhai, in the past two years, although they have never been to Binhai, and Qiao An's parents have never been to Qingcheng, they still have contact, and they will basically talk on the phone once a month.
Qiao An's action of drinking the medicine paused: "My parents are very angry, I don't know if they are angry?"
” When she married Gu Zhiheng at that time, her parents did not agree, although they finally gave her the household registration book, but they also said that from now on, there should be no daughter like her.
Even if she wants to go back to Binhai, she is afraid that her parents will not want her.
"You are their own, how can they really be angry with you."
Song Yun said kindly: "Ah Heng is afraid that he is not free during this time, I think so, when the army is not so busy, we will let him take a few days off, and then you will go to Binhai together." ” "Hmm."
Qiao An buried her head in drinking the medicine, only feeling that this big bowl of medicinal juice was sweet.
After drinking the medicine, Joan ate a slice of bread and went for a run outside.
Until twelve o'clock, she ran in from outside, sweating profusely.
Song Yun was sitting on the sofa answering the phone, and when she saw her, Song Yun handed over the microphone: "Ah Heng's phone." ” "Mom, say it."
Joan didn't reach out.
Song Yun took Qiao An's hand and stuffed the microphone into Qiao An's hand, she smiled at Qiao An: "You guys talk slowly, Mom goes out for a walk." ” After speaking, he winked at Qiao An, and his face clearly said I understand, I understand these words.
Jo Ann blushed and took the microphone.
Seeing Song Yun leave and making sure that there was no one in the hall, she spoke: "Gu Zhiheng, have you received the message I sent you?"
” "Roger."
Gu Zhiheng called back, just to ask Qiao An, what was her message?
He had just finished training, and when it was time to eat, Gu Zhiheng took his mobile phone and saw that Qiao An had sent him a message three hours ago.
Husband, how many little plums do you have?
Seeing this message, Gu Zhiheng was inexplicable, so he called back.
"How many?"
Joan asked in a low voice.
"What do you say?"
The man's tone was dangerous: "No. ” Joan cut off: "If you don't answer, I'll hang up." ” "Not really."
Gu Zhiheng is rare to have such good patience: "Qiao An, I don't have it." ” "Hang up, go find my little bamboo horse."
Jo Ann put the microphone down and ran upstairs with a thud.