Gu Yu raised her eyebrows and looked at the porridge in her bowl. "Is it not good?"

Song Wuyou: "It's delicious, but there is no delicious food that Song sister has done."

Gu Yu: "Song Sister is doing it often, I do it occasionally, which is better than Song Sister."

Song Wushou: "..."

Gu Yu looked at Song Wuyou: "I want to do more for you."

He ate his porridge in his mouth, and his face was seen with his handsome face and his favorite eyes.

Song Wu worry that he was surrounded by happiness, she smiled and said: "Auntie, it is good to have you by your side."

The tension and fear of this half-month have disappeared. He is back. This feeling is so good!

"In the South, I saw many families being washed away by the floods, watching the children who lost their parents and crying helplessly. They looked at the people who lost their beloved companions but were sad and lived. They looked at the white hair to send black hair. The old man is grieved, I feel deeply. The natural disaster is ruthless, the accident seems to be everywhere, we must cherish every minute and every second." Gu Yu looked at Song Wuxi and said.

"Well, cherish it very well."

"In the future, I will make breakfast for you every day."

Song Wuxi laughed and said: "This is the way you cherish me?"

"It's a way I love you."

"Husband, you have me in my heart, I know, but you don't have to be so tired. If you cook, give it to Song Sister."

"No, I will do it for you for breakfast."

"You are so stubborn. Well, my husband, I will eat more, gain weight, you must not abandon me."

Gu Yu pet smiled: "No, the fatter you are, the more cool I am, the more comfortable I feel."

"Bad egg." Song Wuxi took a porridge and said: "Auntie, I want to go to the pastor."

Gu Yu asked: "What are you going to do there?"

"Huang Ling moved to the pastor to live, I want to go see her and see how she is the president's wife."

"Like the Queen, the people are screaming and working hard to make them work."

"Where you go, Huang Ling is not such a person. If you don't send me, I will let Liu Zhiming send me."

"I will send you in the past." Gu Yu certainly did not trust Liu Zhiming to send her in the past.

......

After eating breakfast, after an hour of rest, Song Wuzhe and Gu Yu went to the pastor.

Pastoral.

Huang Ling was only sleeping when she was dawning, so when she woke up, it was already more than ten o'clock.

Still hungry.

Go downstairs and come to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Fu Shu was preparing lunch for the person who told the kitchen.

Shemu went to the Dragon Palace and will not come back for lunch.

Fu Shu let the kitchen prepare, Huang Ling and shepherd to eat.

Fu Shu saw Huang Ling and hurryed forward. "Madam, have you not eaten yet? What do you need to eat, I will let them do it."

The eyes of several maids in the kitchen, from time to time to Huang Ling.

Huang Ling wore an irregular striped light purple shirt with a pair of denim shorts, a pair of small white shoes and a ball head.

The two exposed legs are very long and white, and the legs are straight and very attractive.

This dress makes her youthful and full of fashion.

But in the eyes of maids, such Huang Ling is still very ordinary, youthful and energetic, and young girls can have this youthful vitality.

temperament!

This president's wife, there is no such kind of elegant elegance, no noble nobility, no temperament!

Huang Ling looked at Fu Shu and smiled. "A bowl of delicious noodles will do."