Why can he still feel proud after telling the sad story that his mother left him when he was more than three years old?
This is not an emotion that a normal person should have, right?
Before Xu Zhaozhao could figure it out, Gu Qingyan took out a thin blanket from the locker in the car and covered her body.
"Is it so cold in the car? You are shaking when I hold you?"
Xu Zhaozhaos: I was scared by you.
But Xu Zhaozhao clutched the thin quilt in his hand tightly, and Gu Qingyan let her go anyway.
He exited the back seat of the car and went to the driver's seat. Gu Yulin quietly moved over to Xu Zhaozhao and sat next to her.
The villa in the western suburbs was not far from my home. There were not many cars on the driveway at night, and I returned quickly.
Xu Zhaozhao yawned, led Gu Yulin out of the back seat of the car, and waved to the driver's seat, "Thank you for your hard work."
Then I realized that it was Gu Qingyan who was driving, not the driver...
It seems that... I even agreed to live with him...
After Gu Qingyan moved his clothes over, he didn't go home for nearly a week, and Xu Zhaozhao almost forgot about it.
Just when she was stunned, a big hand took her other hand and led her inside.
Gu Yulin glanced at him, but ultimately said nothing.
After this trip, the three mysophobic people decided to take another bath.
It’s impossible to wear the parent-child outfits of that family of three anymore—these three obviously don’t have just this set of pajamas, but they wear this set tacitly.
"You go out and wash up!"
There was only one bathroom in the master bedroom, which was occupied by Xu Zhaozhao, and Gu Qingyan was "driven" downstairs.
Holding his clothes in his arms, he rushed into the bathroom as if fleeing.
Even though the water temperature had been lowered by three degrees, Xu Zhaozhao still felt that his whole body was hot.
Why doesn’t Gu Qingyan have a job today?
So wouldn't today be...
Some indescribable images appeared in his mind, and Xu Zhaozhao quickly patted his face to drive them away.
After taking a shower, Xu Zhaozhao, wearing a white suspender nightgown, sat in front of the dressing table to apply skin care.
Suddenly I felt a little thirsty, so I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
Bang--
The plastic cup hit the floor with a crisp sound.
The woody fragrance mixed with the fragrance of freesia quickly approached Xu Zhaozhao, still carrying some moisture from just getting out of the bath.
"Are you hurt?"
Gu Qingyan's voice came.
Xu Zhaozhao lowered her head and buried her face with her hands, and a muffled voice came out from between her fingers.
"You, you...why don't you get dressed before coming out!"
His face heated up rapidly, and Xu Zhaozhao felt like he was about to mature.
She was drinking water, and Gu Qingyan just came out of the bathroom in the hall after taking a shower. He was wearing only a bath towel, and Xu Zhaozhao could clearly see the dripping water.
It's better now, the water has been spilled. The water I just drank was in vain, and now my mouth feels dry.
The man's chuckle came from above his head, "Aren't you used to it yet?"
?
How could he say such rogue words in an understatement?
Thanks for the invitation, I don’t want to get used to it.
"I forgot to bring my pajamas, wait for me."
Seeing that Xu Zhaozhao was almost as embarrassed as an ostrich, Gu Qingyan finally let her go with great mercy.
Listening to his footsteps moving from near to far, Xu Zhaozhao carefully put down the hand covering his face, the blush on his face was still obvious.
I wanted to bend down to pick up my cup, but found that it had already been placed on the table.
Fortunately it is made of plastic, otherwise I would have broken one of my cups because of this doggy man!
Xu Zhaozhao cursed secretly in his heart.
After cleaning the cup, he added some water at normal temperature, and after taking several sips, Xu Zhaozhao felt that the heat on his face had gone away.
Walking upstairs, he found that Gu Qingyan and Gu Yulin, who had changed into pajamas, were having an argument again through the air.
"Why are you standing in front of my mother's door?" Gu Yulin asked.
Gu Qingyan raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'll sleep here tonight."
There was only one bed in Xu Zhaozhao's room, and Gu Yulin knew it, and his calm face immediately became unbearable.
"Why can you sleep in my mother's bed?"
Gu Yulin's mind had already figured out a hundred ways for him to hurt Xu Zhaozhao, and finally selected the most likely one for him, "Do you want my mother to lay the floor?!"
This guess made Xu Zhaozhao, who was walking towards the two of them, almost fall to the ground.
My son’s imagination is really too big.
Gu Yulin discovered Xu Zhaozhao's existence before Gu Qingyan, walked over and grabbed Xu Zhaozhao's clothes.
"Mom, come and sleep with me, don't let him bully you."
Xu Zhaozhao hurriedly knelt down and whispered to Gu Yulin: "Yuyu, you are a big boy, you have to sleep alone."
This is what Xu Zhaozhao often said to Gu Yulin. He has always been obedient, but for some reason today, Gu Yulin frowned after hearing it.
Glancing at Gu Qingyan, he said, "He is older than mom, why doesn't he sleep alone?"
Xu Zhaozhao paused, and Gu Yulin asked again: "Besides, didn't mom say he is a nanny? How can a nanny sleep in the master bedroom?"
Not satisfied with letting this guy hug his mother, he also wants to occupy her mother's bed!
Gu Yulin's voice is not quiet. The three of them are so close, so they can definitely hear everything.
Xu Zhaozhao opened his eyes slightly, but before he could make amends, he was lifted up from the ground by a man like a chicken.
"A personal nanny is of course different from an ordinary nanny."
There was doubt in Gu Yulin's eyes. Of course, the child had no idea about this.
"Don't worry, I won't steal your mother's bed."
He looked down at Gu Yulin, "On the contrary, I will take good care of her."
The cold aura on the man's body was intimidating. Xu Zhaozhao was carried into the room by him. Because of his words, Gu Yulin did not stop him.
Xu Zhaozhao was pushed in front of the dressing table by him, and the cosmetics that were not neatly arranged were staggered here and there.
There was no light in the room, and his breath came over him, causing Xu Zhaozhao's brain to shut down, "You, you, you..."
What is he going to do?
Suddenly, a stack of love post-it notes was stuffed into her hand, "You wrote him a post-it note confessing your love, now you have to write it to me too."
Xu Zhaozhao held the paper and pen and was speechless for a while.
Just write a sticky note, do you have to use such a...unspeakable posture?
Click.
Xu Zhaozhao pressed down his pen and started writing.
Gu Qingyan stared at her, and she suddenly raised her head, "You haven't explained anything about you and Goddess Qin to me clearly, so I won't write it."