Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

    Gu Nuan Heng gritted her teeth. As she opened the car door, she warned her husband, "I have a vengeance for lying to me. Cover my son so he doesn't catch a cold."

    After finishing speaking, Gu Nuannuan began to rush towards the teaching building.

    She was in front of the old professor with another gust of wind, and ran to her seat like a shadow.

    Old professor: "Principal, do you want to sign up for the school sports meeting and the marathon?"

    The whole class looked back at the principal who was sitting in the last row.

    Gu Nuannuan looked at the phone, and was chatting with her husband attentively, "Husband, wake up my son for a while, don't let him sleep, he doesn't make me riot at night, so we can't sleep Sleep."

    Someone shook her arm, Gu Nuannuan looked up at the old professor with a puzzled look, "Ah?" Question?

    The old professor automatically understood that Gu Nuannuan agreed, "Then we will congratulate the principal in advance for winning the championship."

    Gu Nuannuan said "Ah?" again.

    What about her? What? What happened just now?

    In one class, Gu Nuannuan figured out what she promised.

    After school, Gu Nuannuan rushed into the car and looked at her sleeping son and her helpless husband, "Didn't I ask you to wake him up?"

    Gu Nuannuan didn't know it was time to find her husband to settle the account.

    Jiang Chenyu: "I can't wake up, I tried, and I almost beat him."

    Warm: "Fight!"

    Jiang Chenyu put the child in Gu Nuannuan's arms later, "You fight."

    Gu Nuannuan looked at the little guy's soft, pink face, he fell asleep, as if the world was peaceful and beautiful.

    Gu Nuannuan couldn't help, "Husband, I was tricked by the old professor to sign up for the marathon, woohoo, it's too miserable."

    Gu Nuannuan told her husband about the tragic experience she had just experienced. She held the child and pressed the corner of her mouth down, feeling uncomfortable when she thought about it, "I don't want to participate, husband, I'm going to pretend to be sick that day, you I'm going to the hospital to get a certificate..."

    Jiang Chenyu: "Cancel the marathon this year."

    The corners of Gu Nuannuan's lips immediately returned to normal, and the crying stopped. She looked back at her husband in shock.

    Jiang Chenyu drove to the barber shop, "Gu Nuannuan has the right to cancel the marathon."

    Gu Nuannuan's mouth rose, "Yes!"

    If you have the right, you must use it.

    For the first time, I felt the refreshment of power.

    Gu Nuannuan happily confessed in the car, "Husband, you are so smart, I love you. However, we still have an unsettled account."

    Jiang Chenyu: "Where is the barber shop?"

    "Turn left at the intersection ahead, turn right at the third traffic light, and you will arrive after two intersections."

    …

    When I arrived at the barber shop, the lights in the shop were bright. The double-storey hair salon looks very design-oriented. The snow-white wall has the store name written vertically in black font on one side, as well as the exclusive logo.

    Gu Nuannuan casually nags, "I had a haircut here before, and I saw a child getting a haircut, and the technique is okay."

    The car just stopped, the little guy had enough sleep, his body was struggling, his face was wrinkled and he wanted to wake up.

    Jiang Chenyu parked the car and looked at his son who was struggling to wake up. He snatched his son from his wife's arms.

    At this time, the little guy woke up.

    He hummed twice in the car, and found that his parents were by his side, so he stopped crying, lying on Jiang Chenyu's shoulder, his face turned to Gu Nuannuan.

    "Get off."

    The lights in the store are very dazzling, after the little guy entered, his face turned to his father's arms.

    Gu Nuannuan communicated with the designer, "My son is going to take art photos on the weekend, so I will shave his head today."

    "Madam, have you shaved before?"

    Gu Nuannuan shook her head, then, her mother knew her son too well, she said, "This is the first time. Find an experienced teacher, my son is not very easy to serve."

    Everyone looked at the man and waited while holding the child, "Mrs. Jiang, even if you don't say it, we will directly arrange the most experienced teacher to start."

    Gu Nuannuan smiled, "Thank you."

    After a while, the experienced teacher came.

    The couple was talking to the teacher about how to cut the child's hair for a while, and the little guy watched his parents vigilantly back and forth in his father's arms, not knowing what they were going to do.

    Gu Nuannuan also touched his son's ear, "I won't shave my son's flesh in the back?"

    The little guy's black and translucent eyes looked in the direction of Ma Ma, his mouth was sticking out his tongue, and he fell directly into his father's arms.

    The haircut of the little baby needs to be held by the parents, and that person is used to being a mother.

    When Gu Nuannuan was holding the child and laying her flat, the little guy was lying on the side, watching a group of scary adults holding things in their hands and bringing things to themselves, the little guy was very aware of the crisis Strong, pressing down the corner of his mouth directly, he began to sob in his mother's arms, turning his head and waving his limbs. The crying gradually increased, and the sound was more painful than the sound.

    On one side there is an assistant who specially teases him, and there are various dolls and rattles to make sounds to attract his attention. In the end, it all failed. The little guy heard the buzzing sound and approached him, but he didn't cooperate at all.

    The whole body is resisting.

    Every time the teacher squatted down to start, the little guy shook so that the teacher didn't dare to start. "Baby, look here, little bear." Even the teacher was teasing the little guy.

    Gu Nuannuan was reluctant to exert force on her son, she hugged the little guy dearly, "Son, shh, I'm not afraid of mother holding you, you see your father is also beside you to protect you."

    Jiang Chenyu was standing beside him all the time, looking down at the little guy whose crying tears flowed from the corners of his eyes to the back of his ears.

    After becoming a father, Jiang Chenyu's heart softened into cotton.

    His strictness towards his nephew made him mistakenly think that he would be very serious when he became a father, and his son's tears would not soften his heart.

    At this moment, Jiang Chenyu's face was still cold, but his heart softened when he saw his son's crying face.

    "We're little men, good boy, don't cry, don't cry, mom will tell you a story?"

    The little guy looked at the people around him strangely and resisted.

    Looking at Dad, crying and crying.

    Jiang Chenyu sighed in his heart, he bent down, untied the robe of the child, and picked up the crying and sweating son.

    He raised his hand and gently wiped his son's tears with his palm, "Tianzhi, don't cry, isn't Dad by your side?"

    Gu Nuannuan got up, she said softly: "Husband, I'm not willing to hold his head hard."

    Jiang Chenyu took the child and sat in the position just now.

    He said to the barber: "I don't need a robe, I just hug my son and let him get a haircut on my shoulders."

    The barber said: "Mr. Jiang, if you do this, broken hair will fall on you."

    Jiang Chenyu didn't care at all, and said casually: "If it falls, it will fall. My son's hair, how can a father dislike his son."

    Without the scary apron, the little guy doesn't need to look directly at those scary people. His aggrieved mouth twitched, but the crying stopped.