Qingxi had already discovered that Gu Huaixiu's voice could bewitch people's hearts.

He told her not to be afraid, slowly, she was really not afraid anymore, and with his gentle kiss as gentle as the spring breeze, she forgot everything.

This is what I like, I am nervous and throbbing, and I am looking forward to something I am vaguely looking forward to.

When the short shirt was unbuttoned one by one by one by one, Qingxi turned his head to the left and gently bit his lips.

Gu Huaixiu came over and guided the girl to open her lips as if comfortingly, asking her to let go of her last shyness.

It was winter, but Qingxi was sweating all over. His blushing cheeks were as bright as peony against the snow-white pillowcase.

She secretly opened her eyes, with a snow-white ceiling above her head and a luxurious lamp hanging in the center. The temperature in the quilt gradually rose, Qingxi held the bedding in her hand, trying hard to keep it still, and even her breathing was restrained. Until at a certain moment, the beautiful lamp suddenly rotated rapidly, and the lights were dazzling.

Qingxi bit his lips again. This time, Gu Huaixiu didn't see it. He was hiding under the quilt and immersed in the sweet fragrance of the girl.

Qingxi was still a little scared, afraid that he would lose control, she was floating in his control, but a certain nerve of the girl was always on guard.

Then, Qingxi heard the sound of a man untiing his belt.

At the same time, Gu Huaixiu climbed up and was stuffed in the quilt for too long. His cold and handsome face turned red, and his black eyes were heavy, as if a torrential rain was approaching. Qingxi covered her skirt with her hands and shook her head beggingly. She was willing to follow him for any excessive things, but for the last step, Qingxi did not dare. Even without her grandmother's repeated emphasis, Qingxi would not dare.

"Do you remember the day it rains?" Gu Huaixiu asked with his forehead, looking at her panic-like eyes.

A trace of confusion flashed across Qingxi's heart.

Gu Huaixiu rubbed against her erect nose: "I have my own way."

After saying that, he walked around her legs with both hands...

The world of Qingxi is like the South Lake on a rainy day, swaying constantly.

She immediately covered her face, her hair was as black as clouds, her fingers were slender, and her earlobes exposed outside were almost red.

Gu Huaixiu wanted to see her, but he couldn't make any move.

After a long time, the man finally let go of the girl.

Qingxi was like a small hedgehog, curled up with his back to him, and wrapped himself tightly with his little hands.

Gu Huaixiu cleaned up a few times, pulled open the quilt, hugged her from behind, and gently kissed her neck.

Qingxi's whole body was hot.

"Are you still afraid?" Gu Huaixiu asked in a low voice.

Qingxi shook her head. She was afraid that it would happen before it happened. It didn't seem particularly scary. Even listening to the satisfaction and happiness revealed by his breath, Qingxi felt sweet in her heart. Of course, this was also because Gu Huaixiu did not ask her to take the last step.

The girl's body was relaxed. Gu Huaixiu held her hand and pinched it, and suddenly said something out of place with the atmosphere at this moment: "Gu Mingyan negotiated a big business with a British company. Gu Shiqin used several properties under his name as collateral and borrowed money from the bank. Recently, he worked day and night there and probably would be shipped this week."

Qingxi turned his head to look at him.

The girl's cheeks were flushed, and Gu Huaixiu kissed her again.

Qingxi's attention is all about the business of the two textile factories. The two Gu families, Gu Shiqin and his son who helped their family, were on the other hand, and Gu Huaixiu, who was determined to marry him. If there was no grudge between the two parties, Qingxi would not want any accidents in either party, but people's hearts are biased, and Gu Huaixiu was harmed by the Gu family. His life experience was pitiful, so Qingxi would naturally stand on Gu Huaixiu's side.

"You mean, will there make a comeback?"

Gu Huaixiu smiled meaningfully: "Do you think I will give them a chance?"

Qingxi frowned worriedly: "What are you going to do?"

But Gu Huaixiu did not answer, pressed the little woman into his arms, and his chin against her head, looking out the window. Twenty years ago, Mrs. Gu first advised her mother to take him to the temple to burn incense, and then sent someone to hand the news to a nest of robbers. This time, he wanted to return it with all his money and interests. The British merchant that Gu Mingyan contacted was actually a shell company he set up in the UK. Once the goods were shipped there, he would hand the news to those interested in the batch.

Doing business fairly?

It depends on who the partner is. When his mother dies, he will take revenge. Old Mrs. Gu will bear the sins that her descendants will bear for her.

But Gu Huaixiu didn't want Qingxi to worry about him. He had said that his grudge against the Gu family had nothing to do with Qingxi.

"Our wedding date is not far away." Holding her round shoulders, Gu Huaixiu changed the subject again.

Qingxi wanted to ask questions, but saw Gu Huaixiu's eyes pointing below, Qingxi bowed his head in confusion...

The quilt slid down at some point, and half of her shoulder was exposed.

Qingxi quickly lifted the quilt.

Gu Huaixiu didn't intend to do it again. She was still young, so don't be scared.

"What do you want to eat at noon?" Looking at the watch, it was almost eleven o'clock, Gu Huaixiu began to consider lunch.

Qingxi said softly: "Grandma asked me to go home before noon. You, go out first, I'll put on my clothes."

Only then did Gu Huaixiu remember that Mrs. Xu had hired a foreign tutor for her.

After a moment of silence, Gu Huaixiu patted the girl on the shoulder and got out of bed to dress.

When he got out, Qingxi opened his eyes and exhaled to the bedroom door. Everything just now seemed like a dream.

But the pink bellyband next to her silently reminded her that this was not a dream.

Qingxi was guilty and grabbed her bellyband and hid in the quilt to wear it.

After wearing her short shirt, Qingxi sat up and was about to put on her shoes, she saw Lai Fu keeping looking at her in the doghouse not far away!

Qingxi's face turned redder and she went to the bathroom as if she ran away.

Lai Fu blinked and continued to lick his two puppies.

Before lunch, Qingxi took a rickshaw back home, holding a foreign document in his hand, which was used to pretend, indicating that she had been learning foreign literature from Gu Huaixiu most of the morning.

Mrs. Xu didn't know whether it was true or false, but it was related to the secrets of the girl. Mrs. Xu who should remind her of it, so she did not continue to interrogate her granddaughter.

After lunch, Qingxi returned to the boudoir with relief. Not long after, her mother came to see her.

"Mom." Qingxi sat up from the bed and called out with a smile.

The girl's black hair was scattered on her shoulders, which was a little more charming than usual, and she looked more like a big girl. Lin Wanyin was very pleased. She sat by the bed and asked her daughter softly about her relationship with Gu Huaixiu. Old Mrs. Xu asked Qingxi this, and her tone was like interrogation, and Lin Wanyin was just caring.

"It's pretty good. He has a very knowledgeable knowledge and seems to know everything." Qingxi picked up the foreign document placed next to him and sincerely worshiped him.

Lin Wanyin understood her daughter's feelings. She liked Gu Shiqin at the time. In addition to her beautiful appearance, she admired Gu Shiqin's knowledge and was attracted by the various styles he described. In other words, if a man wants to be liked by a woman, he must have something to be admired by women.

Xu Wangshan is the chef god. Lin Wanyin admires his cooking skills, but her cooking skills cannot touch her. During the day or at night, in the kitchen or in the bedroom, she can accompany Xu Wangshan to do couples at any time when she is interested, but she cannot talk to him about cooking skills, food selection and other topics.

Between husband and wife, you care about me and I miss you. Loving love is also loving, but there is always something missing.

"Go to sleep." Lin Wanyin smiled and coaxed her daughter with a smile.

Qingxi lay down.

Lin Wanyin went to coax her little daughter to take a nap again. She and her clothes lay beside her young girl, without any sleepiness.

Today Wednesday, Lin Wanyin only needs to go to Han’s house for one hour’s class in the afternoon.

Han Rong hadn't shown up for more than a month, and Lin Wanyin no longer had to worry about being embarrassed when she ran into him. When she arrived at the Han family, she went directly to the second floor with Han Ying. When teaching the piano, Lin Wanyin was focused, but she soon discovered that today, Han Ying was distracted, with her brows frowned and her mouth pursed, as if she was worried.

"Are Yingying unhappy?" Lin Wanyin asked curiously.

Han Ying sighed like a lord and said with a frown: "I'm fine. My father seems to be in trouble. I haven't seen him smile sincerely for a long time. Every time I treat me perfunctorily, I ask him but he doesn't say anything. He always treats me as a child."

Lin Wanyin lowered her eyes, and could only hope that Han Rong's troubles had nothing to do with her.

"Teacher, I want to invite Sister Qingxi and the others to my house on weekends. My dad likes Sister Yunxi. We have fun, and my dad will definitely laugh." After a long time of worry, Han Ying thought of an idea.

Lin Wanyin didn't want to remarry, nor did she want her daughters to get too close to Han Rong again. However, facing Han Ying's simple expectation face, Lin Wanyin couldn't bear to refuse.

On the weekend, Lin Wanyin stayed at home, and the Han family sent a car to pick up the girls from the Xu family. But Qingxi and Master Zhao had already made an appointment to choose tableware for the restaurant today, so she didn't go, so only Yuxi took Yunxi to the appointment.

"Look at my sister well, don't be naughty." Old Mrs. Xu reminded her as usual when she sent her granddaughters into the car.

Yuxi smiled and promised that there was no problem.

Old Mrs. Xu is quite relieved. Her granddaughter is sensible, and Han Ying does not have the arrogance of a daughter-in-law.

The girls left, Old Mrs. Xu went back to her room to knit sweaters, and Lin Wanyin sat in the study to read a book, but she couldn't explain why. Today, she always picked her eyelids, and she thought of various methods and didn't work.

Lin Wanyin was inexplicably panicked and her eyelids twitched, which was not a good sign. All three daughters were outside, so what would happen to one of them?

As soon as the thought came to an end, a noise suddenly came from the doorstep. Lin Wanyin immediately put down the book and rushed out.

The person who came was a male servant from the Han family. When he saw Lin Wanyin, he said anxiously: "Mrs. Xu, the three ladies were playing by the Nanhu Lake just now. When crossing the road, the third ladies suddenly turned back. It was silent and no one saw it. The nearby car did not expect that the third ladies would suddenly run back..."

"How is Yunxi?" Old Mrs. Xu, who rushed over after hearing the news, happened to hear this and asked in a trembling voice.

Lin Wanyin could hardly stand. Seeing that her mother-in-law was shaking and seemed to be falling, she calmed down a little, and ran over to support her mother-in-law with Chunyu, and helped her to stabilize her. Just as Lin Wanyin was about to look up, she heard the male servant of the Han family continue to say: "Miss the third lady is fine. She was pushed out by the president and suffered only a little skin trauma. The president was hit by the car!"

Old Mrs. Xu opened her mouth in shock.
Chapter completed!