Super Cute Baby: Domineering Daddy Wife Protector

The husband and wife sang together, but Gu Youshu looked like he had just eaten a mouthful of shit.

the next day.

Gu Youshu put on his shoes in a daze, and waited at the door of the house with half-closed eyes for 5 minutes. It wasn't until he misunderstood that he was going to take him out for a walk, and ran over to rub his legs bumpily. Gu Youshu came back to his senses.

"Why hasn't she come down yet?" Opening his eyes and yawning blankly, he muttered and called Cong slowly.

Only then did I know that Cong slowly left by himself earlier.

Lost is certain, but a manly man doesn't care about such a little thing.

Since the last KTV incident, Fu Dapeng didn't dare to mess with Gu Youshu anymore. The last time he had a bad fight, Gu Youshu was a little too lazy to talk to him.

Fu Dapeng knew that he had done something wrong for the sake of his girlfriend, and he never helped Luo Wenjing send a love letter to Gu Youshu since that time.

The relationship between the two returned to the beginning.

Seeing that the second semester of the freshman year was also in the middle, Fu Dapeng seemed to have faded out of Gu Youshu's vision, and he became the main player in the volleyball team.

The daily training tasks are getting more and more onerous, and occasionally I go out to have a chat with Gu Youshu, but I am so tired that I lie down in the corner and fall asleep.

Others are trying to improve his performance in subjects that are lagging behind, but he is desperately trying to improve his sports performance.

Although they are all "achievements", the direction of their efforts is different. Even if they are forced to sit in the same dormitory, they still drift away in parting ways every day.

The fate between people is amazing. Some people have white hair like a new one, some people are as old as before, some people reunite after many years, and they have longings within a radius of ten kilometers. Some people can't stick together every day, and the relationship will soon fade away.

Fu Dapeng gradually became an ordinary acquaintance in Gu Youshu's dormitory.

Campus life is the same, but occasionally there will be some small accidents.

The first big class ends on Monday afternoon.

Gu Youshu was woken up by the sound of other people in the class getting up and leaving the classroom. He had a cold recently and was still struggling to get up. Cong slowly showed kindness and patted him beside him.

Gu Youshu: "...ah."

"Your letter fell out."

He was sleepy, confused and wondering, letter?
Where did the letter come from?
Under the gesture of Cong Slowly's fingertips, Gu Youshu looked down at his feet, and there was indeed a letter lying there.

The suspicious envelope turned over and saw that the recipient's address and name were neatly written on it, and a stamp was pasted on it, but there was no postmark on the stamp.

Cong slowly sneered.

"I didn't expect you to still have a market."

After all, she and a few other girls in the class laughed and left the classroom, watching Cong leave slowly, Gu Youshu rubbed his eyes and woke up.

He hadn't received a love letter from a girl for almost a week, so why did another one pop up all of a sudden!
What the hell, he was picked up under Cong Slowly's nose.

Gu Youshu secretly scolded himself for being sleepy, while guessing who sent the letter.

Since the relationship between Gu Youshu and Cong Slowly became more and more harmonious, no one in the academy felt that they were not lovers, on the premise that they clearly knew that their 'girlfriend' was Cong Slowly.

What other woman thinks she can fight Cong Slowly?
Gu Youshu couldn't figure it out, so he pinched the envelope and flipped through it. He tentatively thought that this thing belonged to his department—maybe even someone from his class stuffed it in.

Subconsciously raised his head and glanced around the class. Just after class, everyone in the class who could walk has left, and those who are left are also busy with their own work, with the irritability of being sleepy in the afternoon more or less on their faces, There appears to be no suspicious targets.

Gu Youshu frowned, lowered his head and opened the inexplicable letter.

First a box of cold medicine fell out of the envelope, and then a letter folded into the shape of a heart.

Hmm... Gu Youshu felt a little old-fashioned.

But it seems to be popular among girls to fold this kind of thing.

It took Gu Youshu a lot of effort to take it apart completely, and he saw that the handwriting on it was very neat and neat, and the writing was very soft.

It's just that the characteristics are not obvious, and it's impossible to tell who wrote it for a while.

Looking at the long copy, there are three main meanings.

I really want to ask you out.

Remember to take medicine if you have a cold.

Hope to ask you out.

Gu Youshu was confused the first time he read it, but after a while, he turned back and understood it carefully, his gaze stayed on the last sentence "I hope I can ask you to sing together again" for a moment.

Finding this thing very ambiguous, a proper love letter, Gu Youshu's sleepiness completely disappeared. He put the cold medicine into the desk like a thief, folded the letter casually, and randomly stuffed it into a pile of draft paper.

He vaguely guessed who wrote the letter, and quietly glanced at the position where Cong was sitting slowly just now.

There was an overwhelming joy in his eyes that could not be concealed no matter what.

I don't know if there is an envelope in my belly on the table before I fell asleep, but Cong slowly reminded him that there is a letter just now. In this way, this letter is very likely...

Thinking that only Cong Slowly could put down the letter if he had time, and because of his face, he was too embarrassed to tell himself directly, so he stretched out his hand to signal him to read the letter...

Gu Youshu was so happy that he couldn't find Bei at that time.

It's a pity that this pride didn't last long. He was about to get up to catch up with Cong Slowly when he suddenly saw Luo Wenjing hovering at the door of the classroom and peeking at him.

Thinking of another possibility, the warmth in Gu Youshu's heart immediately cooled down.

Luo Wenjing tied her ponytail, a part of her hair stuck in the collar of her large coat, and she stood upright.

She has the appearance of "keep her ears off the window and only read sage books".

Gu Youshu didn't hate Luo Wenjing, but he didn't call too often.

The only thing he knew about Luo Wenjing was that she was a friend of Fu Dapeng's girlfriend.

What's it like to have a girlfriend who seems to be well-behaved?
Gu Youshu imagined it based on Luo Wenjing's temperament, and felt that the two of them seemed to have nothing to do except stare at each other in class together.

If dating is so boring, it's better not to talk about it.

Moreover, Li Siqiao had told him clearly before that, given that many ancient people got married at the age of thirteen or fourteen, the concept of "puppy love" itself is very absurd.

At Gu Youshu's age, if she can fall in love with passion and politeness, it can be regarded as a major event in life, and she will not interfere.

But there is one thing, if he dares to let go of his business, he will have nothing to do with his love affair just like those gangsters, Li Siqiao said fiercely.

At that time, she will do justice for the heavens, first discount his dog legs, and then send him to a boarding school abroad, so that he will not have nothing to do all day long.

Gu Youshu thought about it for a while, and thought to forget it.

He didn't say anything, and he didn't reply to the letter—anyway, the other party didn't write the signature, so he just pretended to be confused.

I thought it was a letter from Cong Slowly, but it turned out that it was not. Gu Youshu couldn't describe his mood at the moment.

In short, it is lost.

Gu Youshu didn't notice that Luo Wenjing, who was wandering outside, had been silently glancing at him while he was flipping through the reserved love letter. At first, she was clearly happy to see Gu Youshu.

But for some reason, when she thought she finally had a chance and boldly stood up, Gu Youshu's expression changed very obviously.

After making eye contact, Luo Wenjing seemed to be scalded, she hurriedly looked away and lowered her head deeply, she felt a little out of breath.

This little episode was forgotten by Gu Youshu in the blink of an eye.

On the weekend, Cong Slowly and Gu Youshu returned home again.

It's a pity that this time, only Wu Zhi and Gu Yousi went to other places with them on their backs.

"Then you should tell me, right?" Gu Youshu is used to being served by others, although Wu just deliberately didn't spoil him too much these weekends.

But the temper of the young master raised since childhood is not so easy to change.

Cong slowly didn't seem to care about Gu Youshu's side, but it was obvious that his ears were pricked up to listen to the phone.

On the other side, Gu Yousi didn't feel that he had 'done something wrong' at all, he smiled heartily.

"We are busy with business, we will talk next time."

"Why next time, you're not in the company and still doing business... Hey, hey?"

Putting down the phone, Gu Youshu looked helplessly at Cong Slowly and spread his hands.

"Okay, hang up."

Cong slowly didn't express anything, she had a good attitude and said to Gu Youshu very naturally: "What's for dinner tonight?"

Gu Youshu originally made an appointment with Period and the others to play on the field, but now that he thinks about it, he and Cong Slowly are the only two at home...

Immediately, he resolutely broke the appointment and sat affectionately on the sofa next to Cong Slowly.

"What do you want to eat! I invite you!"

Cong said slowly: "I should invite you, I am my sister."

Which pot does not open which pot.

I don't know where Cong slowly got to know his real age. Ever since he knew that he was one and a half years younger than her, he always talked about his age.

This made Gu Youshu very upset.

Gu Youshu gritted his teeth: "...Then eat or not."

"why do not you eat."

Cong Slowly didn't want to go out, but Gu Youshu insisted that there was a barbecue restaurant that was very delicious, Cong Slowly couldn't beat him, and took Cong Slowly to the city center for a sample barbecue.

Gu Youshu greeted the employees in the barbecue restaurant familiarly, and told them to go directly to the old ones, and then took Cong to his seat slowly.

The small sample barbecue is very different from the barbecue restaurant Cong Slowly imagined. It does not have the noisy atmosphere of the open-air barbecue in the market, and it looks very clean.

Quite satisfied.

When the dishes were brought up, Gu Youshu held up a skewer of mixed meat and vegetables, and looked at Cong Slowly as if showing off.

"what about the taste?"

That look and demeanor made it clear that Hope Cong would slowly praise himself.

Cong slowly: "It's okay, so-so."

It's not as good as that old Zhao's barbecue in W City, but it can barely compete with it.

Gu Youshu was obviously dissatisfied with Cong Slowly's evaluation, and sulked while eating.

Cong, who lowered her head and ate meat seriously, picked slowly, she would not touch those barbecues with garlic.

Gu Youshu gnawed sullenly for a while, and then felt that it was outrageous for him to just eat with his head down, like a dull and dull eater.

He sneaked a glance at Cong Slowly, and while trying to find a topic, he saw the almost untouched food in front of Cong Slowly.

"Not to your taste?"

Cong Slowly wanted to explain that he didn't touch garlic, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that it was unnecessary, so he nodded and acquiesced.