Chapter 539 : A Long Separation Is Better Than A Wedding

"What's there? I'll cook it for you tomorrow." Mu Lanshu didn't know what she thought of, and couldn't help but smile, "When I was young, my cooking skills were not very good, and the food I cooked was not delicious. It doesn't occupy any of the fragrance. Just that, is it still worth worrying about?"

"Yes, I miss it" Gu Licheng nodded and whispered, "Those years when I was out, what I missed the most was that one day when I came home from get off work, I saw you picking me up at the door, then cooking a table of dishes and asking me if I was tasty."

Gu Licheng's eyes were a little red and wet from the wind: "What I'm thinking about is not how delicious the food is, but I'm thinking about the taste and you."

Gu Licheng spoke very softly and stayed very close.

He lowered his head, his eyes were deep and soft.

Mu Lanshu's heart trembled and her face turned red.

She thought to herself that this guy, at such an old age, was still so good at flirting.

When he went out like this, he could even win over young girls.

Although he was a little older, he did not look like his age at all.

On the contrary, she looked older than him.

He was as elegant as a scholar. He spoke and behaved casually towards people close to him. He will not be too polite. Sometimes he was like an old naughty boy and was a little willful.

However, only those close to him could see this side.

Although he didn't say it, she also knew that from his attitude towards Chu Zhaoyang, it could be seen that he regarded Chu Zhaoyang as one of his own.

Who wanted to put on airs all day long?

Externally, he was still elegant, handsome, and personable. Although he was not young, he was mature and steady. With the wisdom and mind accumulated over the years, he had a charm that cannot be matched by his youth.

A lot of little girls like this kind of man.

"Ahem." Mu Lanshu was embarrassed. She didn't know how to react in front of the juniors.

Gu Nian understood instantly and immediately held the little guy's hand with one hand and pulled Chu Zhaoyang aside with the other.

But the little guy was still very expressionless at this time.

Looking up in a very strange way, he asked innocently: "Mom, what's wrong with Grandma's face..."

Fortunately, Gu Nian covered his mouth before he could say the word "red".

The little guy stared innocently and looked at his Mom in confusion.

Why was Mom covering his mouth?

Until she followed Chu Zhaoyang and pulled the little guy away, the blush on Mu Lanshu's face not only did not disappear at all, but became even more embarrassed.

In this case, she didn't know what the children will think.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes at Gu Licheng: "We're old couple already"

"A long separation is better than a wedding." Gu Licheng stretched out his hand, wrapped it around Mu Lanshu's hand and shook it.

Until she felt uncomfortable on the street, she quickly let go.

"I'll try to go back as early as possible in the evening." Gu Licheng said.

"Yes." Mu Lanshu thought for a while and asked, "You are getting older, so drink less."

"Okay." Gu Licheng said with a smile.

The two of them didn't say anything more. It was time for Gu Licheng to return to the police station.

Because the hotel was near the police station, they didn't drive when they came. They walked directly. The walk only took about ten minutes, so they left the car in the parking lot of the police station and did not drive out.

At this moment, they walked back together.

After walking a few steps, the little guy saw a family of three opposite him. The little one looked about the same age as him and was also a little boy.

The little boy got tired from walking and didn't want to leave, so he started to cheat.

His lower body felt heavy, his knees bent, and he squatted on the ground.

The father didn't want his son to be so delicate, so he dragged him and kept walking.

The little boy started to grunt, dragging his father down and grunting: "Dad, I can't walk anymore, please give me a lift."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms towards his father.

The father didn't want to pamper him, but the little boy kept humming and asked his father to hug him: "Dad, my legs hurt, my feet hurt, please give me a hug."

He didn't know if it was because his son was acting coquettishly, but the father softened his heart and finally picked up the little boy.

The little boy happily looked around in his father's arms, marveling at the sudden height. He felt that the ordinary scenery had become different, and his eyes were bright.

The boy's mother smiled softly, as if she was caring.

Were all mothers like this?

The little guy looked at it with envy, and involuntarily followed the family of three with his eyes.

Until the three of them had passed them, the little guy couldn't help but look back.

Then, he withdrew his gaze, quickly glanced at Chu Zhaoyang, and then quickly looked away.

His Dad wanted to compete with him for his Mom, but he didn't want his Dad to hold him.

He...he also had his pride!

But... he's still greedy.

The little guy looked back at the family of three. Their figures were getting further and further away, and they were gradually hidden among the pedestrians.

Gu Nian noticed it, and Chu Zhaoyang also saw it.

But Chu Zhaoyang just didn't say anything.

Wasn't this boy quite capable?

Wasn't he having a cold war with him?

Wasn't he trying to steal his wife from him?

Hehe!

Gu Nian secretly glared at Chu Zhaoyang and glanced at the little guy, hinting at Chu Zhaoyang.

Chu Zhaoyang pursed his lips, haha, this kid was so petty that Gu Nian ignored him.

Look now, who did Gu Nian favor?

Seeing that Chu Zhaoyang ignored him, Gu Nian mouthed: "Hurry up!"

Chu Zhaoyang lowered his head and saw the arrogant and troubled look on the little guy's face, as he clearly wanted it but didn't say anything, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

His heart felt soft, the little guy looked like this, he was actually quite cute.

So he bent down and picked up the little guy with one hand.

The little guy was extremely surprised. The father of the little boy just picked him up with both hands.