Xu Zhaozhao couldn't help but shiver.
Why could he feel proud after revealing the heartbreaking fact that his mother left him when he was just over three years old?
This isn't an emotion a normal person should have, is it?
Before Xu Zhaozhao could figure it out, Gu Qingyan took a thin blanket from the car's storage compartment and covered her with it.
"Is it that cold in the car? I'm shivering even though I'm holding you."
Xu Zhaozhao (oS): I was scared by you.
However, Xu Zhaozhao clutched the thin blanket tightly in her hands, since Gu Qingyan had let go of her.
He got out of the back seat and went to the driver's seat. Gu Yulin quietly moved closer to Xu Zhaozhao and sat next to her.
The villa in the western suburbs wasn't far from home, and there weren't many cars on the driveway at night, so we got back quickly.
Xu Zhaozhao yawned, took Gu Yulin's hand and got out of the back seat of the car, waving to the driver's seat, "Thank you for your hard work."
Then it dawned on me that it seemed Gu Qingyan was the one driving, not the chauffeur...
It seems... I even agreed to live with him...
After Gu Qingyan moved his clothes over, he hadn't been home for almost a week, and Xu Zhaozhao had almost forgotten about it.
Just as she was lost in thought, a large hand took her other hand and led her inside.
Gu Yulin glanced at him, but ultimately said nothing.
After all that trouble, the three germaphobes decided to take another shower.
That family of three will never wear matching outfits again—even though all three of them have more than one set of pajamas, they all wore the same one without any prior agreement.
"Go wash up outside!"
There was only one bathroom in the master bedroom, which Xu Zhaozhao occupied, and Gu Qingyan was "driven" downstairs.
Clutching her clothes, she rushed into the bathroom as if fleeing.
Even though she had lowered the water temperature by three degrees, Xu Zhaozhao still felt hot all over.
Why doesn't Gu Qingyan have work today?
So wouldn't today be...
Some indescribable images flashed through Xu Zhaozhao's mind, and she quickly patted her face to banish them.
After taking a shower, Xu Zhaozhao sat in front of her vanity, wearing a white slip dress, and did her skincare routine.
Suddenly I felt a little thirsty, so I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
Clang—
The plastic cup hit the floor with a crisp sound.
The woody scent mixed with the fragrance of freesia quickly approached Xu Zhaozhao, still carrying a hint of moisture from her recent bath.
"Are you hurt?"
Gu Qingyan's voice came through.
Xu Zhaozhao lowered her head, burying her face in her hands, and muffled sounds came through her fingers.
"You...you...why didn't you dress properly before coming out!"
Her face flushed rapidly; Xu Zhaozhao felt like she was about to get cooked.
She was drinking water when Gu Qingyan came out of the bathroom in the lobby, wearing only a towel. Xu Zhaozhao could see the water droplets sliding down his face.
Now look what's happened, the water's spilled. All the water I just drank was wasted, and now my mouth feels incredibly dry.
A man's soft chuckle came from above. "Not used to it yet?"
?
How could he so casually utter such vulgar words?
Thanks for the invitation, but I don't want to get used to it.
"I forgot my pajamas, wait for me."
Seeing that Xu Zhaozhao was so shy she was practically burying her head in the sand, Gu Qingyan finally took pity on her and let her go.
As she listened to his footsteps receding into the distance, Xu Zhaozhao carefully lowered her hands from her face, the blush on her cheeks still quite noticeable.
I wanted to bend down to pick up my cup, but I found that it had already been placed on the table.
Thank goodness it's plastic, otherwise I would have broken another cup because of this jerk!
Xu Zhaozhao cursed inwardly.
After washing the cup clean and refilling it with room temperature water, Xu Zhaozhao took several large gulps before she felt the heat on her face subside.
As I walked upstairs, I found Gu Qingyan and Gu Yulin, who had changed into their pajamas, arguing with each other across the air.
"Why are you standing in front of my mother's door?" Gu Yulin asked.
Gu Qingyan raised an eyebrow slightly. "I'll sleep here tonight."
Gu Yulin knew that Xu Zhaozhao's room only had one bed, and her calm face immediately broke into a tense expression.
"Why are you allowed to sleep in my mother's bed?"
Gu Yulin had already imagined a hundred ways he could hurt Xu Zhaozhao, and finally selected the most likely one: "Do you want my mother to sleep on the floor?!"
This conjecture almost caused Xu Zhaozhao, who was walking towards the two of them, to trip and fall flat on her face.
This idea of kissing my son is really quite imaginative.
Gu Yulin noticed Xu Zhaozhao's presence before Gu Qingyan, walked over, and grabbed the hem of Xu Zhaozhao's clothes.
"Mom, come sleep with me, don't let him bully you."
Xu Zhaozhao quickly squatted down and whispered to Gu Yulin, "Yuyu, you're a big girl now, you should sleep by yourself."
These were words Xu Zhaozhao often said to Gu Yulin, and he had always been obedient to them. But for some reason, Gu Yulin frowned after hearing them today.
She glanced at Gu Qingyan and asked, "He's older than Mom, why doesn't he sleep alone?"
Xu Zhaozhao paused, and Gu Yulin asked again, "Besides, didn't Mom say he was a nanny? What kind of nanny sleeps in the master bedroom?"
This guy wasn't satisfied with just letting his mom hug him; he wanted to take over her bed!
Gu Yulin's voice wasn't quiet; with the three of them so close, he could definitely hear most of it.
Xu Zhaozhao opened her eyes slightly, but before she could do anything, the man lifted her up from the ground like a chick.
“A personal nanny is, of course, different from a regular nanny.”
A look of confusion appeared in Gu Yulin's eyes; of course, the child had no concept of these things.
"Don't worry, I won't take your mother's bed."
He looked down at Gu Yulin, "On the contrary, I will take good care of her."
The man's cold aura was intimidating. Xu Zhaozhao was dragged into the room by him, but Gu Yulin did not stop him because of his words.
Xu Zhaozhao was pressed down in front of the dressing table, where the cosmetics, which were not arranged neatly to begin with, were all over the place.
The room was dark, and his presence was overwhelming. Xu Zhaozhao's mind went blank. "You...you...you..."
What is he going to do?
Suddenly, a stack of heart-shaped sticky notes was shoved into her hand. "You wrote him a sticky note to confess your feelings, now you have to write one for me too."
Xu Zhaozhao held the paper and pen, speechless for a moment.
Why use such an... embarrassing posture when writing a sticky note?
Click.
Xu Zhaozhao pressed down on the pen, as if to write.
Gu Qingyan stared at her, and she suddenly raised her head again, "You haven't explained things to me clearly about you and Goddess Qin, so I'm not writing it."
?
A faint look of doubt appeared in Gu Qingyan's eyes.
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