The love life of a men's clothing boss

He has grown so big, it seems that he has never accommodated anyone so much.

"You can't eat it because you can't eat it, but I can eat it.

cough cough..."

When Yan Mujin was talking, she couldn't help coughing again.

This time, I felt my heart was burning, and even my throat was sore with smoke.

"Go out quickly, I'm afraid I'll infect you."

This is true.

Seeing Yan Muzhen's appearance, Gu Nancheng frowned.

But without saying anything, he turned and left.

Yan Muzhen indifferently glanced at the leaving figure, and continued to eat snail noodles with her head down.

By the way, what does this snail powder taste like?

Gu Nancheng couldn't accept it like this, but she couldn't taste the taste.

Hey, it seems that this time I am really sick.

It's just that there is no way, no one is willing to take care of her.

Huaisen, that guy doesn't know where he is enjoying himself, it is impossible for him to take care of himself.

When Yan Mujin was thinking, a trace of sadness suddenly appeared in her heart.

No one in this world treats himself well.

She told herself since she was a child not to get sick, not to be sad.

Because of illness, no one feels distressed, and because of sadness, no one coaxes.

Yan Muzhen thought about it, and for some reason, tears flowed down her face.

She looked at the tears falling into the snail powder in surprise.

These tears are really hypocritical. Do she eat or not?
Yan Muzhen struggled for a while, and finally put down the chopsticks in her hands helplessly.

Forget it, anyway, I ate one serving, so I shouldn't be hungry anymore.

Order a takeaway when you're hungry.

After Yan Muzhen finished thinking this way, she felt her head became more dizzy.

She struggled to get up, and finally felt that she was lying on the bed.

It's just why the bed feels so hard today?

After Gu Nancheng returned to the villa, Mrs. Zhang who asked her to go home to rest called her back again.

"Make me a meal that the sick can eat.

By the way, this patient has a cold. "

Mrs. Zhang became extremely nervous when she heard such an order, "Mr. Gu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's a friend of mine, by the way, she's a woman.

Do it according to the taste of girls recuperating. "

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she was not only dumbfounded.

It was also the first time she heard that meals for recuperation were divided into men and women.

But it was the first time I heard that Mr. Gu asked her to cook for girls.

So, does Mr. Gu have a girlfriend?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhang was immediately happy.

Although Gu Nancheng looked cold, he was still kind to the people below.

Mrs. Zhang has always believed that although people like Gu Nancheng are perfect, they have no girlfriend and no marriage, which is a fly in the ointment.

"Okay, Mr. Gu, I'll do it right away."

Ten minutes later, Zhang Zao made a nutritious vegetable porridge and brought it to Gu Nancheng in an insulated box.

"Mr. Gu, because time is tight, I made a nutritious vegetable porridge.

If there is still need to be done, I am now cooking a large bone broth on the fire.

The longer the big bone soup is boiled, the more fragrant and delicious it will be. "

Gu Nancheng nodded clearly.

Taking the lunch box, "Okay, then sit down, I'll take it to her now."

Gu Nancheng said, took the lunch box, turned and left.

Mrs. Zhang watched Gu Nancheng off, but when Gu Nancheng walked into the neighbor's house, she was overjoyed.

It turned out that their young lady lived next door to them.

In the past, their neighbor had never been inhabited, and she thought that Mr. Gu bought it because Mr. Gu likes to be quiet.

Now it seems to be true.

Their Mr. Gu is really a gentleman who buys two houses, one for himself and one for his girlfriend.

I really don't know how their future young wife is as beautiful and talented as a fairy.

Mrs. Zhang was looking forward to it in her heart, but her subordinates didn't stop, they hurriedly prepared the soup for lunch.

She did it well and grabbed the young lady's stomach.

This will help them score first.

When Gu Nancheng came to Yan Muzhen's door with the porridge, he hesitated.

What is he doing?

Yan Mujin, who doesn't know what to do, just bumped into her like that, but she still foolishly brought porridge to her.

When did he become so tempered?
I wanted to leave, but stopped again.

This porridge was made by Mrs. Zhang for Yan Mujin.

So it's better to send it to her, don't waste it.

Gu Nancheng found an extremely powerful reason for himself, pressed the doorbell a few times, and finally got impatient, and directly swiped in with the door card.

"Yan Mujin sees how pitiful you are for eating shit, so I brought you a breakfast."

Gu Nancheng put Zhou Gao on the dining table coldly, turned around and left after speaking.

It's just that when he walked to the door, he didn't hear the sound of cursing, so he was a little surprised.

It's strange, according to Yan Muzhen's illness, how could she not talk back with her fiery personality?
And there is no sound at all. What's going on?

Could it be that he died of illness?

Yan Mujin didn't know about Gu Nancheng's curse, if the pig knew about it, it would definitely jump off the bed.

Then he pointed at Gu Nancheng's nose and yelled, "Don't curse me, even if you die, I won't die.

The scourge will last for thousands of years, do you understand? "

She is a super invincible and handsome scourge!

Yan Muzhen stood at the door for a while, a little angry.

This woman who doesn't know what is good or bad, if he gave her a normal person's meal, she would be reasonable if she eats shit.

Gu Nancheng thought about it, and felt that he couldn't go like this, and he should have a good reasoning with Yan Muzhen.

"Yan Mujin, I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

He said as he walked upstairs to the villa.

But when he walked to the master bedroom, he was surprised to find that Yan Muzhen was lying on the blanket in the master bedroom.

He hurried over and stretched out his big hand to touch Yan Muzhen's hot cheek.

"Stupid!"

While disgusted, he picked up Yan Muzhen and put her on the bed.

Yan Muzhen lay quietly on the bed, motionless.

"Yan Muzhen, can you hear me?"

Gu Nancheng had no choice but to call Wu Nan.

As soon as Wu Nan received the call, he drove over immediately.

You must know that this is the happiness of their boss for the rest of his life.

How could he not hurry up?
"How could she be burned to death?"

Gu Nancheng's question left Wu Nan speechless.

I really don't know how this handsome and beautiful woman fell in love with Gu Nancheng.

For such a straight man of steel, it is really God's kindness to find a wife.

"What are you thinking, I'm talking to you."

"Boss, have you ever heard of someone who burned to death with a high fever?"

"It's fine if you can't die, can you be better tomorrow?"

Wu Nan pushed the needle and medicine seriously, shaking her hands.

"I can only guarantee that the fever will go down. As for whether it will be better tomorrow, it depends on her physical strength."