Mr Gu's First Doting Marriage-Chapter 885 - 886 The First Time Giving Her Flowers

Chapter 885: Chapter 886: The First Time Giving Her Flowers

Chapter 885: Chapter 886: The First Time Giving Her Flowers

Lovers in sweet romance always seem like honey, wishing they could be together every minute and second.

Gu Mingzhu and Tan Zhen were sleeping in the same bed.

Gu Mingzhu tossed and turned on the bed, but she just couldn’t fall asleep.

Tan Zhen, half asleep, asked, “What’s wrong, can’t get used to sleeping?”

Gu Mingzhu whispered, “Sister Zhen, I’m really envious of you.”

“Envious of me for what?”

“Envious that you have someone who loves you so much.”

Tan Zhen adjusted Gu Mingzhu’s blanket, “Silly girl, you’re still young. When you grow up, you’ll meet such a person too.”

When Tan Zhen said this, Gu Mingzhu felt very sad inside.

Because she knew she might meet someone who liked her like that.

But she would never meet someone she liked in the same way.

She had never thought that she would fall for a rascal of a youth.

And he was her best friend’s lover.

The next day, the sun shone brightly.

Gao Wenbin came over early in the morning.

In his hand, he held salty tofu pudding and deep-fried dough sticks bought from the town.

The three of them sat in the yard for breakfast.

Today’s sunlight was exceptionally good.

Tan Zhen’s mother had already piled all the rice grains in the yard to dry.

Heaps and mounds, they looked like little hills.

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During breakfast, Gao Wenbin urged, “Eat quickly, after we’re done I’ll take you both for a day trip to the town.”

That day was probably the happiest day for Gu Mingzhu.

Because she could see Gao Wenbin the whole day.

Even though most of the time it was just his back.

But even so, her heart felt both bitter and sweet.

That day, Gu Mingzhu saw many scenes she had never seen before.

She remembered it was the temple fair that day.

The bustling market, the dragon boat race that captured everyone’s attention.

And the cotton candy, candied hawthorn sticks, and roasted corn she had never eaten before.

On the way back, Gu Mingzhu was singing all along.

Her voice was exceptionally good.

The film academy had a music department.

The head of the music department had tried several times to persuade her to learn vocal music and become a singing star in the future.

But she had refused.

Walking along the farm track, she sang English songs, twirling, running, like a free bird.

Gao Wenbin said to Tan Zhen, “What foreign bird language is the little girl singing?”

She heard them.

Pouting and frowning, “What I am singing is an English song, do you understand? ‘Blowin’ in the Wind’ is a famous Western folk song, and you call it bird language.”

Gao Wenbin, grinning, “Look, we can’t understand what you’re singing. All that chirping, if not bird language, then what is it?”

Gao Wenbin was teasing her on purpose.

But Gu Mingzhu got angry.

She turned and ran away.

To be honest, she didn’t need to be angry, as she was never someone to get upset over a joke or two.

But for some reason, she just suddenly felt very sad.

Gao Wenbin was taken aback, “This little girl really has a temper. She’ll definitely have trouble getting married when she grows up.”

Tan Zhen pushed Gao Wenbin, “She’s still a child, why do you always tease her? Go and apologize.”

When Tan Zhen said apologize, of course, Gao Wenbin was going to apologize.

An idea struck him.

He plucked a wild chrysanthemum from beside the field ridge and chased after her.

Handing it straight to Gu Mingzhu, “Alright, little girl, don’t be angry. If you’re upset, Sister Zhen will ignore me again. See how she cares about you, even more than she does about me?”

Gu Mingzhu’s gaze, however, only fell on the wild chrysanthemum that Gao Wenbin had handed to her.

“Is this for me?” she looked up at the youth.