Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye

Gungun is not worried about Zhuang Qin’s matter. Anyway, she still stays in school and can’t stir up big trouble. But from this day on, as long as Zhuang Qin meets him, he will make a long story short, and must pull Yuan Yiming or Zhao Shen to accompany him. Anyway, he will not let Shirla take the opportunity to take the photos of him and Zhuang Qin alone.

On the other hand, when he goes back home every evening, he will learn how to cook from Tang Duo. Although Tang Duo is also a dabbler, she is more than enough to teach him.

“These are all semi-cooked food. Your grandma made the housemaid cook them. You just bring those to Wuyou and put them in the refrigerator to freeze.” The night before he goes to Mi Country, Tang Duo packs a large box of ingredients, “I’ve posted the storage time on the food and let Wuyou eat slowly, which will be enough to eat until Christmas holiday.”

Gungun is also packing. He has bought a lot of Wuyou’s favorite snacks. Sweet Orange also puts in a picture she drew.

“Fortunately, Grandpa transferred the private jet back, otherwise these things may not be able to pass the customs.”

Lang Qi’s plane has special rights, which can allow the car to be driven directly to the airport to pick up people without going through security. Tang Duo has arranged the branch staff to pick him up when he arrives. The car is the one which picked up Wuyou previously.

“You go and ask Wuyou again this time whether she needs a driver.” Tang Duo chatters, “I mentioned it a few times, and she said no. But the winter in Mi Country is so cold that it will be very inconvenient to go anywhere without a car.”

“But soon, Wuyou will be 18 years old next year. She can take a driving license exam in early spring.”

Gungun feels a bit upset. So will he sit in the car driven by his sweetheart next year?

“What kind of look do you have?” Tang Duo glances at him, “It’s one thing for you to be able to drive. It’s another thing to be able to drive the car out. You can’t get a driver’s license until you’re 18. Even if you are President, there will be no exception.”

Gungun rolls his eyes. At this time, his WeChat beeps. When he opens his mobile phone, he sees the message from Yuan Yiming to ask him when he will take the plane tomorrow in the chatting group. Gungun replies the departure time, and leaves the phone aside to continue packing.

He and Wuyou make a video phone call on the plane the next day.

“I’ll be there when you wake up!” Wuyou is having dinner at the moment.

Gungun turns the lens in a different direction, “Do you see that jar? Grandma specially made the soup for you and insisted on letting me take it for you.”

“Mom told me.” Wuyou smiles and says, “You don’t have to stay up. If you’re sleepy, you just sleep. Take your time for jet lag.”

Gungun keeps talking to her, which lasts for a long time. Later, he is afraid to affect Wuyou’s rest if she sleeps too late, so he hangs up.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow.” Wuyou says before hanging up.

“Will you ask for leave?”

“Hmm.”

Gungun smiles and says, “Okay! See you tomorrow.”

He hasn’t known yet that he will not only meet her...

“Childe Lang, you can get off the plane!” The beautiful flight attendant opens the cabin door and makes a gesture, “They have moved your luggage into the car. I wish you a pleasant journey!”

Gungun thanks her. When he walks off the plane, he sees an elongated Lincoln. The person he misses day and night is standing by the car door.

“Wuyou!” He runs down, hugs her up and turns around. Then he rubs his head on Wuyou’s neck, “I miss you so much!”

Wuyou hasn’t spoken yet. The car window is rolled down, and a mocking voice reaches his ears.

“Don’t trust what he said! He was with the junior high school girl every day at school. How could he have time to miss you?”

Gungun raises his head violently to see Shirla lying prone in the car. When her eyes meet his eyes, she greets him jauntily.

“Hi! I took the earliest flight and arrived half an hour earlier than you.”

“You... She...” Gungun is so angry that he cannot speak.

Wuyou touches his head, “Shirla used to live in Mi Country!”

“She lived in the mountains of Mi Country.” Gungun says coldly, “You get off the car, which is the car of my family!”

Shirla sneers, “Wuyou lets me sit. If you are capable, you just let Wuyou ask me to get off.”

“Wuyou...” Gungun turns his head and his expression changes to look aggrieved, “She bullied me.”

“You are really shameless!” Shirla pretends to vomit.

Wuyou pushes Gungun into the car, “Let’s go back first. She will leave in a moment.”

“Does she want to stay instead of leaving?” Gungun sneers, “We only have two rooms.”

Shirla glances at him and her smile is very meaningful. Gungun always feels that this idiot wants to make trouble. Sure enough, when he is changing clothes in the room after arriving, Shirla runs in.

“Hey! How about taking me in for a few days?”

“It’s not good.” Childe Gungun looks at her while shaking his legs, “Go away after dinner.”

Shirla stares at him, and suddenly sighs, “Alas... I thought if I could stay, I would stay in Wuyou’s room. Then Wuyou must be reluctant to let you to sleep on the sofa, and she will have to sleep in your room...”

Sleep in your room... 𝑓𝐫𝑒e𝒘𝚎𝘣𝚗𝘰𝘷𝐞𝑙.co𝑚

Sleep in your room...

Your room...

Those words echo in Gungun’s mind.

“Are you excited? Is it very stimulating?” Shirla touches her chin, “How about it? Don’t you want to sleep on this bed with Wuyou?”

Gungun looks at the big black bed and then speaks very seriously after a few seconds.

“OK.”

Dinner is hot pot. They take a taxi to eat in Chinatown. There is full of National Day atmosphere when they arrive, flags and colored balls dotting everywhere. Just across a memorial archway of Chinatown, it looks like two worlds inside and outside.

“Wuyou, I don’t want to stay in a hotel. You just take me in these days!” Gungun winks at Shirla after being full.

Shirla smiles and grabs Wuyou’s arm.

Gungun pushes her away, “Just speak. Keep your hands to yourself.”

“Pshaw!” Shirla ignores him and drags Wuyou again, “I will just stay a few days anyway. I can take Childe Lang’s plane back then.”

Wuyou raises her eyebrows. She probably wonders why Gungun doesn’t scold Shirla, and can’t help turning her head to look at him.

“Let her stay!” Gungun says generously, “She will be pitiful to stay in the hotel alone. In case she meets some bad person... Others won’t be safe.”

He originally wanted to say that she would be unsafe, but suddenly realized that Shirla herself was fierce and cruel, and changed a word.

“Are you OK with her living here?” Wuyou feels it stranger and stranger.

Gungun nods and says, “She is your only friend! Although I think she is stupid and ugly, she is your friend. So let her stay for a few days.”

Shirla sneers: You are really stupid. You are really...

Forget it. She is not as beautiful as him.

“Since both of you have no problems, of course I have no problem.”

So when they return home, Wuyou takes the quilt and pillow and prepares to go downstairs.

“Where are you going?” Shirla unconcernedly takes off her clothes, only the bra and lace underpants left.

Wuyou says, “You sleep in my room and I will sleep on the sofa.”

“Damn!” Shirla points at her inconceivably, “You don’t want me to live here, do you? Do you think that Childe Lang can let you sleep on the sofa?”

“Then you sleep?” Wuyou gives her the quilt.

Shirla is speechless.

This is not the same as what they discussed! Gungun has been observing at the door. When he sees Shirla coming out, wrapped in a quilt, he glares at her, eyes as sharp as a knife.

“Don’t worry!” Shirla glares at him, “Leave it to me!”

After saying so, she pushes the door in and Wuyou comes out a few minutes later.

Gungun pretends to just come out in time and asks, “You let her sleep in your room?”

“She didn’t want to sleep on the sofa and said that she was used to sleeping naked.”

Gungun... Good excuse!

“Then...”

“I’m going to sleep on the sofa.” Wuyou says.

“No!” Gungun says almost immediately, “How can you sleep on the sofa? You sleep in my room and I shall go downstairs to sleep.”

Wuyou frowns and says, “No, you can’t sleep on the sofa.”

“Then...” Gungun asks tentatively, “Since neither you nor I can sleep on the sofa, then you sleep in my room, too. Anyway, the bed is so big.”

“OK!”

“Don’t worry! You know me. I won’t do anything... What?”

When he comes to his sense, Wuyou has already taken pajamas to take a bath. Gungun sits on the bed with his eyes brighter and brighter. At last he screams silently and throws himself on the quilt that Wuyou carried over.

The girl’s body scent comes on his nose, and he is too familiar with the smell. Gungun rolls on the bed excitedly, and then sits down with a serious face and takes out his mobile phone.

He keys in a few words in the search box.

“What do I need to do the first time in bed I sleep with my girlfriend?”

Then...

Girlfriend on the bed.

The things my girlfriend and I did in bed...

My first time...

The temptation on the bed...

“...What the hell is the mess?” Gungun throws the mobile phone but then immediately takes it back to delete the search history.

Forget it. He almost forgets that he swore before Tang Duo that he wouldn’t do anything except holding hands and hugging with Wuyou before 18...

“What’s wrong with you?” It is unknown when Wuyou has come out and asks beside him.

A sweet breath is full of the air, which is the smell of shower gel. Because Wuyou prefers sweets, her shampoo and shower gel are both sweet fruit taste.

Gungun sniffs and regrets why he had to make a promise. Even if he can kiss her, it will be good...

“Nothing. I’ll take a shower.” He jumps up and runs into the bathroom.

Wuyou raises her eyebrows, picks up the hair dryer and blows her hair. Gungun hasn’t come out when she blows her hair dry. She wants to knock on the door to ask, but she thinks that he might be bathing. So she goes to bed first.

When Gungun comes out, he sees the pillow being covered with girl’s long hair. Her delicate features under the dim light become tender and beautiful, and her big eyes which look at him seem to be watery.

“I will sleep on the right, as what we did in childhood.”

However, the word she speaks is not tantalizing at all...

Gungun says “Uh” and gets into his own quilt.

Each of them takes one side of the two-meter-wide bed, which is spacious. Not to mention being crowded, they can’t touch each other.

“Gungun...” After a while, Wuyou suddenly speaks.

“What... What?”

“Are you sick?”

Gungun was lying on his back. When Wuyou asks this, she gets up, head over him.

“No... No!” Gungun covers his chest.

A few strands of Wuyou’s hair fall on his face, and the teenager secretly grabs it.

“Then are you nervous?” Wuyou asks again, “Your heart beats faster and faster.”

Gungun thinks: Impossible! I can’t be so coward.

“Or I shall go to sleep with Shirla.” Wuyou prepares to get up, “Otherwise you can’t sleep well.”

Gungun immediately pulls hard. Since Wuyou’s hair is still in his hand, she lies on top of him suddenly.