Gu Liqing changed her shoes and went upstairs without returning. "I’m not his nanny. Let the driver pick me up!"
"… good"
An hour later, Gu Liqing changed into a charming yellow dress with delicate makeup.
Mr. Gu, who just came back from a door-to-door visit in the living room, stopped her. "What are you doing when you go home?"
Gu Liqing said with a smile "Dating"
"A date?" Mr. Gu’s eyes lit up. "Have you made a boyfriend?"
"Oh, grandpa, it’s somebody else’s first date today, although … my boyfriend is coming soon," Gu Liqing said coquetry.
"Young man? Tell grandpa, "Is the old man happy?"
When I get old, I am most worried about my daughter’s marriage, especially the eldest granddaughter, who is 27 this year. He dreams about her getting married every day.
Gu Liqing said shyly, "It’s Han Shu."
"Han Wei?" Master Gu frowned. "No!"
"Why not?" Gu liqing accidentally shouted
"Your brother-in-law is now in love with his sister. How can you get involved in it? After the incident, your generations are in chaos!" Master Gu blew his eyes.
Gu Liqing sneered, "Grandpa, your thoughts are too old-fashioned, aren’t they? This is what age … "
"What s also not line! You break up with that Han Shu quickly! " Master Gu interrupted her.
Gu Liqing rolled her eyes. "I don’t!"
"You …"
"Grandpa, I’m not the same as my brother-in-law. You don’t want to take care of my family. Besides, you can marry a little mother. What can’t I do with Han Han? So you still wish me success tonight. Bye! " Say that finish Gu Liqing standing on high heels and left.
Master Gu almost had a heart attack while clutching his chest.
What the hell has he done? Why don’t any women save him snacks?
Hantaituan
It was finally five o’clock when I saw it. Gao Xiaoxiao quickly got up and left with a good bag.
Just walked out of the secret room, the president’s room door opened, and Han Yan came out with a car key. "Go to the train, right?" I will send you. "
"… er, no, Han Shao, I’ll just take a taxi myself." Gao Xiaoxiao refused to meet Xiao Bai.
"I didn’t go on a date, but I just dropped by to give you a ride." Han Yan hooked his thin lips and looked considerate.
Gao Xiaoxiao continued to refuse "Really, it’s important that you don’t keep your girlfriend waiting too long …"
Words haven’t say that finish hand light pink backpack has reached the hands of Han Shu.
"There are so many useless words." Han Shao turned and walked towards the ladder.
Gao Xiaoxiao stared at his tall and straight figure and finally followed.
Zhou Mi just came out of the tea and frowned when he saw this situation.
White Bentley drives fast to the train road.
The car is playing the fast 7-piece ending song "See/You/Once". Han Shu seems to be in a happy mood and hum a few words from time to time.
But Gao Xiaoxiao is not in such a good mood.
She bought the train at 7 o’clock in the evening, thinking that the 5 o’clock train would go to the kindergarten to pick up Xiaobai and then set off for the train together, which should be abundant.
But when someone gets involved, her plans are messed up. It’s still rush hour …
Section 12
"Don’t worry, the horse will arrive soon." Han Shu turned to look at her.
"…" Gao Xiaoxiao pulled his lips and smiled and frowned at the window.
After a while, the phone rang in the bag. Gao Xiaoxiao took it out and took a look at, er, "Come on, baby!"
Han Shu reached out and turned down the music, but she didn’t answer the phone for a long time and said, "Why don’t you answer the phone?"
-digression–
Today, a relative said that my cover looks like a banshee, so it’s sad to eat white flour ~ really? o（>﹏<）o
☆ 17 You seem to dislike me as a husband?
Gao Xiaoxiao decisively hung up and put the phone back in his pocket "Oh, wrong number"
Just ahead is a red light intersection. Han Han parked his car and took the steering wheel with his hands and fingers at will. "Boyfriend words?"
"…" Gao Xiaoxiao was almost choked by saliva until she didn’t good the spirit to look at Han Shan words but the brain said, "you and I are like you …"
"Ha ha" Han Shan chuckled and turned to stare at her eyes.
After the thick lens, those eyes are bright and clear, and there is a trace of anger.
"What’s wrong with me?" His voice is lazy and smiling. "If you have any dissatisfaction with my husband, though."