Divorced only to find true love?

"Here are your eggs."

"No, it's your dog's egg."

"No, no, it's an egg for your dog."

Can you be more stupid?I'm afraid it's not possible.

Thanks to his thick-skinned background who has worked for many years, Gu Zhiqiao was able to maintain a serious face against Cheng Chonghe, who was laughing and laughing, and would not find a dog hole to sneak in.

Mark Twain was very face-saving, and ate the egg in twos and threes.It has a fine threshold, and occasionally peeks at the duck's legs when the owner is around.

The master pretended not to see it. In order to save his dignity, Gu Zhiqiao acted as a whistleblower and told his master about Mark Twain's heart and soul to watch the duck's legs.In the end, I didn’t forget to boast. Thanks to her firm stand, she was not deceived by the beauty. For the sake of the dog’s health, she resolutely refused.

He obviously refused to give the dog duck legs, but he made it sound like he was being generous to her.

Cheng Chonghe laughed, "Why don't you have breakfast at the inn?"

"If you want fried dough sticks, come out and look for them. Ah, my fried dough sticks!" Thinking of the forgotten breakfast, Gu Zhiqiao rushed back as if waking up from a dream.At this moment, she was so engrossed in the deep-fried dough sticks that she didn't hear Cheng Chonghe's ear-piercing laughter.

The sky and the earth are big, and the deep-fried dough sticks are the biggest.

If the dog is willing to reward the face and refuse the dog's request to eat duck legs once, Gu Zhiqiao is embarrassed to refuse him again.

Mark Twain eh.

Mark Twain came with his master, and Cheng Chonghe leaned over to see what Gu Zhiqiao was eating, "Well, I haven't eaten fried dough sticks with soy sauce for a long time. Boss Jin, bring me a fried dough stick."

She dipped in the same dish of soy sauce with Gu Zhiqiao.

"You eat a little like Mark Twain."

Gu Zhiqiao was startled, what do you mean?

"Mark Twain devoured food. He could bite three times but never four times. He didn't chew. He just swallowed it like that. No matter what it was, it tasted delicious and whetted the appetite."

"I think you're scolding me."

Cheng Chonghe was surprised.

"No matter what it is, it tastes delicious. You know, there is a saying that a dog can't change eating shit." Gu Zhiqiao was distressed, "But you said that it makes people appetite. Hey, please don't do this, promise me Well."

The jokes are all so serious, the voice is full of emotion, the singing and writing are excellent, Cheng Chonghe laughs.Perhaps Lin Hanyin liked her for that.

"No wonder Yinyin likes you."

"No, she thinks I'm full of weird words. Hanyin likes serious people, role models, idols, and seniors who can lead her and guide her. She thinks I'm naive."

"And you don't feel naive."

"Of course not, my name is innocence, the heart of a child."

Cheng Chonghe looked at her with a smile, a kid who was mischievous and arrogant would use this kind of tone. "Why didn't she come out with you?"

"A meeting. Your daughter is a workaholic." Putting down his chopsticks, Gu Zhiqiao deliberately asked, "If she comes out with me, will she meet you?"

"If you want to meet, you will naturally meet. Didn't you also say that she is not ready to meet me?"

"So are you ready?"

Cheng Chonghe was silent for a while, then took a deep breath, "I have been preparing for this for several years."

Noticing that her hand resting on Mark Twain's head was trembling slightly, Gu Zhiqiao stretched out his hand to comfort him, but felt that it was inappropriate, and turned around halfway to touch his hair.

"So why have you been away from Hanyin for so long without any news?" As soon as the question was uttered, I immediately regretted it.I just refused to participate last night, and then I took the initiative to ask again in a blink of an eye.

Curiosity killed the cat, and so did sympathy.

Cheng Chonghe smiled, as if to say: Do you want to know again.Instead of continuing, she asked how Gu Zhiqiao was with Mark Twain.

The dog leads the way to find fried dough sticks. It is a stroke of genius, and it is not written like this in novels.

How smart is Mark Twain?Cheng Chonghe was also surprised, what surprised her was yet to come.

"You don't live in the inn, do you have another place to live? You don't stay in the inn on purpose and don't let the dog roam around in the inn? Otherwise, Mark Twain will look for you."

The daughter's lover is so weird, Cheng Chonghe suddenly felt a headache, "Have you mentioned me to Yinyin?"

"No." Gu Zhiqiao shook his head, "Your affairs belong to you, and it's not appropriate for me to say anything. But she knew that I had a drink with someone last night, and she didn't ask who it was."

The sun fell on Cheng Chonghe's face, casting a faint radiance on her entire outline, but her hesitant expression at the moment cast a shadow on this radiance.

After breakfast, the two of them walked back to the inn with a dog.Cheng Chonghe showed her the food along the way. Zhang’s barbecue was good, Li’s charcoal oven pizza was good, Wang’s Chaozhou cuisine was quite authentic, and Sun’s had Thai food for her taste.Gu Zhiqiao wrote down one by one with great interest.

A large rain cloud floated in the distance.

Cheng Chonghe said: "I forgot to read the weather forecast saying that it will rain today, let's go faster."

The wind blows the clouds, the clouds are moving, and the dark clouds suddenly shroud their heads, and the raindrops are like beans, falling on the clothes and faces, with a crackling sound.

Gu Zhiqiao took Cheng Chong and the vegetable basket in his hand, took her hand, and ran all the way.

Cheng Chonghe was stunned for a moment, unable to break free, so he had to run with her. Seeing her running and panting like a cow, she didn't forget to go to Mark Twain, and almost laughed out of breath.

Running into the inn, Gu Zhiqiao was almost breathless, while others run with endurance, she relies on her will.

Hey, the consequence of lack of exercise is that you lose the chain at critical moments, and after running for a few steps, your legs hurt and your hands hurt.

Cheng Chonghe was in much better condition than her. He took off his head scarf, shook off the rainwater, and shook his hand that was still tightly held.

Why don't you let go.

Gu Zhiqiao blushed, "I'm sorry, please break it up."

"what?"

"I, me, my hand is cramped, I can't let go, I can't let go."

Cheng Chonghe turned his head, his eyes were as deep as sea water.

The two looked at each other for a while without speaking.

Feeling an unbearable weight coming from his arm, Gu Zhiqiao finally asked coyly, "What did you buy, it's so heavy."

Cheng Chonghe laughed, took the basket in her hand and put it aside, massaged her palms before letting go.

Gu Zhiqiao spread out his palms, the feeling of cramps disappeared, and the temperature of his fingertips and palms also disappeared, and an indescribable sense of melancholy and loss welled up in his heart.

It was only then that she realized that the underwear was tightly attached to her back, and it was already drenched. The rain dripped down her wet hair and landed on her neck, which was slightly cool.The whole person seemed to have been drained of strength, and collapsed.

Gu Zhiqiao wondered: But after running for a few minutes and sweating so much, is it really so weak.

Cheng Chonghe took out two towels from the utility room and threw one to Gu Zhiqiao, "Dry your hair first, then go take a shower and change your clothes. I'll make a bowl of ginger tea to drive away the cold."

Gu Zhiqiao agreed.

When Cheng Chong and Duan Jiangcha came out, Gu Zhiqiao rubbed his hair and talked to Mark Twain: "Oh, just like you, you can shake your hair dry if you just shake it. Hey, you said that if I shake it, I can dry it." Why is the water shaking?"

As she said that, she really started shaking, she didn't know where she didn't dry it, and the water splashed on Cheng Chonghe's face, Gu Zhiqiao stuck out her tongue, secretly said "Oops", and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, didn't you go Have you taken a shower..."

Facing the bear child in his 30s, Cheng Chonghe had no temper, and handed her ginger tea, "Drink ginger tea first."

The spicy taste hits the eyes and nose.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and Cheng Chonghe said, "After drinking, don't waste it."

"OK."

After drinking the ginger tea, the rain stopped. Gu Zhiqiao shook his arms and looked out.

Cheng Chonghe asked in surprise: "Where are you going, why don't you go take a shower and change?"

"It's okay, it will be done soon."

"Why? Yinyin is in a meeting?"

"She's in a meeting, and it's not good for people to see me coming and going in and out of the video conference. She doesn't like to be disturbed when she's working." Besides, Lin Hanyin despises the irrational behavior of getting caught in the rain.I have to explain to her when I go to take a shower, and I have to listen to her to read a few words before going out to check the weather forecast.trouble.

"Work is not more important than you."

Gu Zhiqiao shrugged. "A little bit of rain, there is no need to disturb her."

Being so polite and cautious, Cheng Chonghe was worried about her daughter's feelings. "Come wash in my room."

Like being bitten by a dog on the butt, Gu Zhiqiao almost bounced up. "No, no, no, no need, really no need." Even though there were curtains in the room as a partition, she still felt awkward. "Well, Ms. Cheng, don't worry about me. You go to wash your hair and take a shower first, so as not to catch a cold. I'm fine. Look at me, how strong I am."

She raised her arms in a bicep motion.Unexpectedly, when I raised my hand to fiddle with it, my back twitched.

Also caught was her face.

It's over, in front of Ms. Cheng, she should have no image at all.

Ms. Cheng smiled and loosened her arms and shoulders.

"Sitting in an office all the time and working hard, I also exercise occasionally."

"Yes." Gu Zhiqiao bowed his head.

"Life lies in sports. Young people still have to walk around, don't stay at home all day."

"Yes." You are right.

"Look at you running so far, out of breath, not as good as an old woman like me."

Gu Zhiqiao suddenly raised his head, "You are not old, you are not an old woman. I see that you walk like flying, with a light gait, you are obviously a... little girl with special skills!"

The author has something to say:

Mark Twain wrote "The Secret Diary of Adam and Eve", so the dog was named Mark Twain.