Yan Zhen Guo looked at Gu Fuqiao, who didn't speak, and continued, "Choose one."
Gu Fuqiao looked at Yan Zhen Guo's face, which was both roguish and righteous, and couldn't suppress her anger. She simply stretched her foot onto his knee and said, "Apply the medicine!"
Yan Zhen Guo chuckled softly, poured some liquid medicine onto the top of Gu Fuqiao's foot, and said, "I've been busy before, so I haven't accompanied you back to your parents' home. Counting it up, this will be our first visit since we got married. We'll go to the market tomorrow to buy the things we need to take back. What do you want to bring home?"
What to bring home?
How would Gu Fuqiao know? She wasn't familiar with the original host's family, but she couldn't say that to Yan Zhen Guo.
After thinking for a moment, she said, "I don't have experience with this... you handle it."
