An Junxi didn’t expect her husband to be so cooperative. He values his privacy and rarely participates in talk shows. Getting to know President Gu is as difficult as reaching the sky. She thought he would resist joining a reality show.
"Yi Ke, don’t you find it annoying?"
Gu Yikun gently stroked her nose. "Since it’s a show my dear wife is responsible for, of course, I’ll support her as her husband."
An Junxi excitedly threw herself into his arms. "Hubby, I love you!"
Gu Yikun embraced her waist tightly. "Next ti, just tell directly. No need to create a trap. I’ll let it slide this ti, naughty girl."
An Junxi giggled. "It’s more fun this way. Don’t you find it interesting?"
Gu Yikun reluctantly said, "Interesting. As long as you’re happy."
Thinking about his mischievous little wife, who is even more playful than their daughter, he realized his life would never be boring. He only feared she might create so shocking show next ti, considering his weak heart.
The staff around them couldn’t believe their eyes. Is this really President Gu?
Everyone says President Gu spoils his little wife, but seeing it firsthand was unbelievable. President Gu can be a warm man too!
Mrs. Gu is so lucky to completely monopolize President Gu’s love. It’s enviable beyond words!
Gu Yikun asked his wife, "What do you need to do?"
An Junxi replied, "Just act as usual."
Gu Yikun mischievously said, "Like at ho? That might not be suitable for children."
An Junxi pinched him. "Mind the impact."
You Lifen urged the couple to quickly get ingredients and cook, so they wouldn’t steal cara ti from her brother.
An Junxi left with her husband’s hand in hers. The director didn’t dare let President Gu fetch ingredients, so he asked two villagers to deliver them to the farmhouse.
The caraman followed, continuously filming. An Junxi decided to pick so vegetables and fruits with her husband as part of the shooting process.
The vegetable garden was beautiful, filled with seasonal fruits and vegetables. An Junxi felt like she was back in her hotown. "The little farmyard is so pretty."
Gu Yikun wasn’t skilled at picking vegetables. An Junxi took on this task voluntarily, but he insisted, "Let do it."
An Junxi watched him indiscriminately picking eggplants and uprooting greens, leaving pea shoots lifeless. She felt sorry for the farrs. "That’s enough, that’s enough. The garden might not survive if we keep this up."
Gu Yikun looked into the basket. "Are you sure it’s enough?"
"It’s really enough."
"Alright, let’s go."
Gu Yikun carried the basket with one hand and held his wife’s hand with the other. They walked along the village path, the sunset casting dappled light through the trees, giving the scene a hazy beauty.
An Junxi turned to look at her husband. His handso face was flawless from every angle, breaking the rules with his attractiveness.
She looked down at their intertwined hands. Wherever he went, he always held her hand like this. In a trance, she felt this marked their journey together until they grew old.
An Junxi said, "Yi Ke, when we get old, let’s find a quiet little garden like this to live in together, okay?"
Gu Yikun replied, "Don’t we have enough gardens at ho? What kind of garden do you want? I’ll have one built."
An Junxi pretended to be dissatisfied. "I ant you should take out to visit more places. Not romantic at all."
Gu Yikun suddenly realized, "Is that what you ant?"
An Junxi turned her head away. "Never mind."
Gu Yikun suddenly stopped, pulled her shoulders close, and kissed her. Their lips t, leaving An Junxi’s mind blank for a mont.
Gu Yikun’s magnetic voice said, "How about this? Is it romantic enough?"
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