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Gu Mingjun grabbed her wrist and slowly pulled her into his embrace. "Why are you so stupid?"

He treated her like this, but she was so stupid that she was willing to give up everything …

"Little Brook, don't do such a stupid thing in the future." His chest was full of guilt for her, but because of his words, Creek felt that all the pain and coldness he had previously suffered had vanished.

The food in the pot was sizzling loudly. Creek pushed him and said, "You go to the living room and wait. It seems like the soup in my pot is boiling."

"Stop cooking." He turned off the fire and, ignoring her objections, led her out of the kitchen and back to their bedroom. He took out the medicine kit and made her sit obediently on the sofa, carefully helping her apply the medicine.

How could the stream feel any more pain? It only felt its sweetness and ruthlessness as it shook its head. Its eyes felt hot.

After helping her with her wounds, the stream was about to leave, but he grabbed her by the hand. "Go where?"

"I'm cooking. If I don't cook, what are we going to eat?"

"Stop cooking, let's go out to eat." As he spoke, he embraced her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Brook, let's go out to eat. In the future, call Aunt Li back to work, I can't bear for you to do those things."

His arm was wrapped tightly around her waist. "Go and change into some nice clothes. I'll take you out to eat."

The warm breath lingered in her ears, and she turned her head to look at his affectionate gaze, feeling that everything was like a beautiful dream, because only in a dream would he look at her with such deep emotion. She nodded happily, and walked towards the wardrobe and was about to take out the dress that Gu Mingjun had bought for her last time, but she couldn't find the blue dress in the large closet.

Where was her dress?

Brook remembered that the blue dress was placed on the far left side and she hadn't been able to put it on for a long time. At this moment, Gu Mingjun knocked on the door, "Are you done?"

"Mingjun, did you see my blue skirt? It seems to have disappeared. "

When Gu Mingjun heard this, he realized that Shen Annie had probably worn it. He pushed open the closet door and walked in, "You're wearing something else, right?" As he spoke, his slender fingers rested on a light green dress, "This one is pretty good."

"But that skirt of mine …"

"Creek, it's just a dress. I'll buy it for you when it's gone, okay?"

Now that things had come to this point, the little brook couldn't say anything else, but she still felt that it was a pity in her heart. She hadn't been willing to wear such a good dress until now, and it had disappeared just like that …

"I'll wait for you outside. Call me when you're done."

He went out and the creek changed into the dress in the closet, but somehow she couldn't zip it up behind her.

Helpless, she could only open the door and look at him embarrassedly, "Hubby, do me a favor and help me zip it up."

When he looked at her, he felt as if she had just called him 'husband,' and he was filled with an inconceivable feeling. He smiled as he walked in and stood behind her, the zipper hanging down to his waist.

Gu Mingjun's hand remained on the zipper, but he did not take the next step. He truly suspected that his wife could not pull it up, or if she wanted to test his self-control.

After a long while, there was no sound at all. He turned his head to the side and asked, "What happened?" Is it hard to pull?

Gu Mingjun's arm was wrapped around her waist, preventing her from getting away with it. He leaned over and whispered into her ear, "Wife, your back is so beautiful that I don't want to help you pull it up. What should I do?"

Creek's ears were red. She grabbed his hand, but all she could do was hold his hand through the thin fabric of her dress to prevent him from doing anything else.

"Mingjun, don't be like this. Didn't we say we were going out to eat?"

He allowed her hair to smell slightly, and his voice became hoarse. "But right now, I just want to eat you."

The warmth of the air pulled at her sensitive nerves.

Creek only felt as if his hands were carrying electricity. "Mingjun …"

"Call me husband."

He liked her to call him husband, he wasn't shy and seemed sweet. Although she didn't intentionally act like a spoiled child, it made his bones go soft listening to her.