Goodnight Kiss from My Rumored Husband Chapter 984

The guard saw that it was her who opened the yard door.

Then she retracted her head and sent a message to Zhang Jingyu: “I’m here. I won’t tell you.”

Zhang Jingyu: “well, I’ll go home after the meeting and start to do the paper.”

Gu Nianjia: “I see.”

She tooted, and then a slight expression passed.

Just after Gu Nianjia left her bag, Zhang Jingyu sent another video.

What’s wrong with this guy today?

She frowned and picked up the video. Zhang Jingyu should be at nine o’clock. The tie she wore on her neck just now was gone, and the two buttons on the neckline of the white dark stripe shirt were loosened.

I still have a glass of water in my hand.

Gu Nianjia is ready to ask him impatiently what’s the matter. Zhang Jingyu begins, “baby.”

I’m used to addressing people, but my voice is more friendly and gentle than usual.

After listening, Gu Nianjia’s tone was inexplicably impatient. “What are you doing?”

She was still frowning.

“Is it home?” Zhang Jingyu asked

Gu Nianjia: “I just told you whether you have amnesia or not.”

Then she thought about it and went on, “you’re not young, you’re senile.”

Zhang Jingyu frowned: “I’m only five years older than you.”

Gu Nianjia: “there is a generation gap at the age of three. We are both close to two generation gaps. You are old.”

Zhang Jingyu: “really?”

Gu Nianjia: “yes, your age is old for girls at our stage.”

Zhang Jingyu: “Oh.”

Gu Nianjia goes to the kitchen to stew pear soup for song Changwen. She doesn’t pay attention to Zhang Jingyu’s tone and expression.

During the conversation, she went to the kitchen and said to Zhang Jingyu, “I’m not going to tell you. I’m going to stew Sydney Soup for my mother. My mother will come back for a drink later.”

Zhang Jingyu asked jokingly, “can you still stew soup?”

“Don’t look down on me. I learned from Aunt Hong this afternoon. I’ll send you a video of the finished product later.”

Zhang Jingyu: “OK.”

Gu Nianjia didn’t hang up either. She found a support point and put down her mobile phone. Then she went to the fridge to get pears, wash them and cut them.

Everything went according to the steps aunt Hong told her today.

When it came to the ice candy, she looked at the big ice candy. She hesitated for a long time. She decided to ask Zhang Jingyu, “teacher, how many are 20 grams of ice candy?”

Zhang Jingyu: “…”

He didn’t tell her how much it was, so he just told her how to do it. He asked, “are you a pear?”

“Yes,” Gu Nianjia nodded

Zhang Jingyu said, “let’s put ten to fifteen, see if your mother likes to eat sweet.”

Gu Nianjia doubted that Zhang Jingyu could not move two grams of ice sugar. “Do you want to put so much?”

It’s so big.

Zhang Jingyu: “that’s just sweet. Bingtang is not as sweet as you think.”

Gu Nianjia: “you used to buy me a cup of Sydney soup outside. Wouldn’t you put a lot of sugar in it?”

No wonder she’s putting on weight.

She has a cold occasionally. Zhang Jingyu will buy him pear soup outside.

That pear soup is good to drink, and the small glass bottle for packing pear soup is also very unique. She always wanted to ask where to buy it, and always forgot.

Zhang Jingyu: “that’s what I made for you.”

A breezy tone.

“What?” Gu Nianjia stares in surprise

He made pear soup for her every time? How is that possible?