Rong Yi Yue said, "it's all the things you love."
After dinner, there was another Gu Xiao on the dinner table. Wenqiao tried his best to distract the attention of master Fu. He was coquettish, cute and even began to talk about cross talk for the first time.
Ye minqiu is especially discerning. One is amusing and the other is laughing. The atmosphere on the table is quite good.
Gu Xiao's meal was a bit painful, but it was a qualitative leap. After all, the last time he came, he was kicked out by the old man. Now he can sit and eat together.
He took a grateful look at Wenqiao, who was still talking about cross talk.
After dinner, Fu Nanli and Wenqiao left Fu's mansion with Gu Xiao. Fu left the servant and went to the second floor and entered his son's study.
In the car, Fu Nanli leaned lazily on the door, and Ruifeng glanced at Wenqiao: "I don't know you can cross talk."
Wenqiao relaxed. The dinner table social intercourse just now exhausted all her enthusiasm. The dog man even teased her. Does he have a conscience?
Wenjo snorted and turned away.
The man's slender fingers clamped her chin, with a thin cocoon of the finger belly gently grinding her tender skin: "with whom to learn?"
Wen Qiao raised eyebrows: "become a talent by self-study."
Fu Nanli whispered: "I've never seen you so coquettish. I'll use that voice tonight, eh?"
Wenjo took a bite on his chin. "It's quite demanding."
"Is it a kitten or a dog? How can you learn to bite?"
Gu Xiao was sitting on the co pilot, suffering a little.
The car stopped at the bottom of the apartment building. Fu Nanli opened the door, picked up the man directly, and whispered to Lao Hu, "send him back."
Wenqiao had no choice but to satisfy a man's bad taste by acting coquettish and cute. She could not bear it. However, the man seemed to enjoy such a soft and cute girl. Finally, she said in a low voice: "it will be like this in the future."
On Jing'an Road, Gu Xiao is talking to his grandmother about the Fu family's mansion. Now he is much more cheerful, and grandma Gu is very happy.
"Mr. Fu and Xiao Wen are both good people. Don't listen to your mother's advice and get close to them more, you know?"
"Well, I know."
The mobile phone shakes. Gu Xiao looks at it. He xihuai sends it. His car stops on the road outside the back door. Gu Xiao, wrapped in a thick down jacket, appears next to a Maybach.
Through the dim yellow street lamp, he saw his brother's expression as if it was colder than before. He opened the door and went in. He told the story of today again.
He xihuai sneered: "nothing promising."
Gu Xiao was stunned for a moment. Before, his brother had always taught him to be cruel and cruel. Once he didn't do things according to his will, he would dislike him in every way. Unlike now, he always thinks that his brother is really disgusted with such a weak and caring self.
Didn't his brother always know that he longed for affection?
He xihuai just came back from Seattle and asked him some questions. Wenqiao was mentioned frequently.
Gu Xiao's brow gradually closed: "brother, I said, you don't want to trouble Wenqiao, we get along very well now, you don't want to break this harmony, OK?"
He xihuai's eyes were alienated, without warmth, and his voice was also somewhat careless: "it's late. Go in quickly, so as not to worry about your grandmother."