Facial Paralysis Husband, Good Morning

Chu Zhaoyang picked it up impatiently, this time Han Zhuoli didn’t wait for him to speak, and said directly, “Don’t hang up, I can’t stand your temper, you have to learn to bend, or she will be angry with you.”

Chu Zhaoyang: “I won’t hang up her phone.”

Han Zhuoli: “…”

He felt 10,000-point crit damage.

“Hey, let me tell you seriously, even if you think people like you—”

Chu Zhaoyang interrupted him, “I don’t think so.”

“Okay, even if people like you, you can’t wait for the girl to confess.
What’s wrong with taking the initiative, be a gentlemen.”

Chu Zhaoyang thought about it seriously and felt that Han Zhuoli’s opinion was for once a human one, so he nodded and said, “Understood, please wait to have my wedding wine.”

After speaking this, he hung up.

Han Zhuoli couldn’t help but groan looking at the phone: “I didn’t say anything, drink your sister’s wedding wine!”

Chu Zhaoyang put his half glass of whiskey on the bedside table, and went to bed with the phone.

He found Gu Nian’s WeChat, while his own WeChat name was Chu Zhaoyang, he was hesitating whether to apply to add Gu Nian as a friend.

Seeing this Curry, who had been hiding under the quilt, couldn’t continue to hide, so he finally exposed his head.
His furry head was completely messed up.

“Stop playing with your phone, play with me.” Curry’s head was arched over Chu Zhaoyang’s arm, and his dog’s paws were coquettishly placed on the phone screen.

What the hell!

Chu Zhaoyang watched helplessly as Curry’s dog paw hit the application button on the screen, and sent out the friend request that Chu Zhaoyang had been hesitant about.

Chu Zhaoyang: “…”

Curry called out a few times: “Uuu…”

Chu Zhaoyang looked at Curry with a cold air all over his body.

Curry stuck out his tongue and wagged his tail, and tried to act like a spoiled brat with Chu Zhaoyang: “Let’s play together!”

Chu Zhaoyang put Curry under his arm with one hand, carried it to its bed in the living room, and warned it, “Be obedient and go to sleep.”

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…” Curry called twice, and his front paws reluctantly scratched his  mattress twice before he fell down, resting his head on its slipper doll with a sullen expression on his face.

Gu Nian was sitting on the bed playing with her mobile phone.
Mu Lanshu had a quarrel with Aunt Su in the afternoon, and was currently playing fight the landlord in the room.

When Gu Nian was swiping WeChat, she saw an additional reminder in the notifications, so she clicked in and it turned out to be Chu Zhaoyang’s friend request.

She didn’t remember giving Chu Zhaoyang her cell phone number?

But looking at the friend application prompt, it clearly read: Search by mobile phone number.

Gu Nian was hesitant for a long time, thinking that it would not be good not to accept it.
Anyway, Chu Zhaoyang had helped her twice, although what he did later really made her unable to thank him.

After hesitating, she accepted his request.

She didn’t know what Chu Zhaoyang did to add her, and where he got her mobile phone number, so she asked, “Mr.
Chu?”

Chu Zhaoyang was waiting anxiously.
He had clicked all the functions and searched on the Internet, but there was no way to withdraw the request.

While frowning and staring at the screen anxiously, as if wanting to pierce the screen, the phone suddenly vibrated, and it was Gu Nian who replied.

Chu Zhaoyang almost dropped the phone in excitement, and the phone fluttered in his hands several times before he could hold it firmly.

He clicked it open, and his fingers clapped and quickly typed in the box: “You may not believe it, it’s my dog who sent the application.”

After writing it, he deleted it irritably, and scratched his head with a paralyzed face.

After a long time, Gu Nian received a cold reply from Chu Zhaoyang: “Slip of hand.”

Gu Nian: “…”

Haha, was it slippery?

Gu Nian directly deleted Chu Zhaoyang as her friend.