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"You want to drive them away?" Huo Shaoheng wiped her tears with a tissue on the table, expressionlessly. "Don't you cry like this?"

"It's not just driving them away." Gu Nianzhi wrote the words "Huo Jialan" in the palm of Huo Shaoheng, "... and took the right to take care of Madam Song from her hands."

Although Song Jinning is Huo Shaoheng's mother, Huo Shaoheng should have a greater say in her affairs, but for so many years, Huo Jialan has been responsible for taking care of Song Jinning at home. There is no credit or hard work. I'm afraid I don't know yet.

Huo Shaoheng groaned for a while and whispered, "Go back and talk about this, now you go out with me and take my mother downstairs to the garden. The two maids' affairs just let Jia Lan fire."

Gu Nianzhi blinked his **** and white eyes and realized that Huo Shaoheng was afraid she hadn't told her something.

"Well, let's do it today, and talk back at night." Gu Nianzhi nodded, smiled at Huo Shaoheng, suddenly reached out, gave him a whole collar, and embarrassedly said, "Dirty clothes for you, go back May I wash it for you? "

Her fingers were gentle, and her fingertips were a bit cold, and she gently slid across Huo Shaoheng's neck, like a feather brushing people's hearts, bringing a softness and tenderness.

After finishing the collar, Gu Nianzhi turned away and left.

Huo Shaoheng squinted his eyes, put his hands in his pants pockets, and looked at Gu Nianzhi's back, his lips slightly ticked.

...

"Ms. Song, let's change clothes. The weather is fine today, and the plum blossoms in the garden are blooming. Let's go and enjoy the plums?" Gu Nianzhi said, just crying just now.

Song Jinning watched Gu Nianzhi take out a set of rose-red herringbone skirt from the Chanel paper bag, collar and cuffs and white rabbit fur, and sighed: "... so beautiful."

"You will look more beautiful when you put it on." Gu Nianzhi closed the bedroom door very aggressively. "Come, you can change it!"

"Ah? Change now? These are for me?" Song Jinning was a little confused, her fingers slipped over the rose-red Chanel herringbone dress, and reluctance was very obvious, "It's so beautiful ..."

"Then change it." Gu Nianzhi smiled with a wink, her words were very moving.

Song Jinning thought for a while, two redness appeared on his face, and lowered his head and whispered softly: "... Guanchen likes rose red."

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

So coincident?

She just picked Song Jinning's skin as creamy and greasy as she was wearing rose red, so she chose this color.

"Okay, okay! We will have a chance encounter in the garden later! Maybe we will meet Huo ... Guan Chen." Gu Nianzhi couldn't hold back the word "uncle" and didn't want to add more to Song Jinning. Psychological burden.

She pondered Song Jinning's situation, just like role play.

Now in Song Jinning's consciousness, she is an eighteen-year-old girl, so Gu Nianzhi talked to her with the identity and consciousness of a real eighteen-year-old girl.

Song Jinning was really moved by Gu Nianzhi and planned to change clothes.

But Gu Nianzhi stood by the mirror holding her elbows and looked at her with a smile, and Song Jinning was embarrassed again, saying indifferently: "... you ... don't you wait out?"

"Ms. Song, don't you like that? We are all women! Don't be embarrassed." Gu Nianzhi blinked her right eye. "Come, let me see if the clothes I picked for you are the right size."

Song Jinning was relieved, taking off his old-fashioned button-down jacket, revealing the vest-style underwear worn inside.

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

Well, although it is vest-type underwear, and Song Jinning is also very thin, but her chest is still more material, of course, certainly not more healthy when she is healthy and normal.

It's just too thin. The butterfly bone behind it can be used as a weapon.

The collarbone below the neck slumped across the shoulder abruptly, looking really distressing.

Gu Nianzhi sighed and walked over to help Song Jinning put on a skirt and whispered, "Why are you so thin?"

She had already bought the smallest size, and she did not expect to wear it on Song Jinning, but she still did not fit well.

But that color really lined her up.

The creamy skin is enhanced by the rose-red herringbone Chanel skirt.

...

Gu Nianzhi led Song Jinning out of the cubicle and found that Xing Yan and You Yan were no longer here.

"Huo Shao?" She called out loud.

Huo Shaoheng stepped out of the small kitchen and saw Song Jinning, who was newly dressed, and he couldn't help it.

He hasn't seen Song Jinning look like this for many years.

His mother, who was ill in his memory, has always been pale and dull. When he looked at people, he shrank, and looked cautiously, for fear of offending anyone. Even his father looked at him secretly, letting her say something in the past, she She was scared to hide away.

But when she thought no one was paying attention, she would peep at Huo Guanchen intently.

Huo Guanchen couldn't get close to Song Jinning.

He could only face her at a safe distance.

Of course it is even more impossible to force her to live a husband and wife with him.

Huo Guanchen once deeply loved Song Jinning, but this deep love, how much left in the years, even Huo Shaoheng dare not guarantee the ticket.

Gu Nianzhi proudly raised an eyebrow at Huo Shaoheng: "Huo Shao, how about? We can go down?"

Huo Shaoheng looked at wearing a goose yellow cashmere pullover, white straight custom wool pants, youthful memories, and then looked at a rose red Chanel skirt, elegant and beautiful like the goddess' mother Song Jinning, smiled slightly, and said in a good mood: "OK ,let's go together."

He led the way, Gu Nianzhi took Song Jinning's arm and went downstairs together.

...

In the living room of the suite where Huo Jialan lived on the second floor, Xing Yan and You Yan were flushing and said what was on the third floor.

After saying that, she added with jealousy: "Miss, you have always been a family member of this family. For this family, you have no credit or hard work. Now you are beaten by a goblin who does not know where you are. You have to decide for us "You can't let her go!"

Huo Jialan frowned, and felt that the two servants were too vulgar to speak ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ If it had not been used for so many years, she would have fired them immediately.

"Well, I see. I'll arrange something else for you. Madam Song, leave it alone for the time being." Huo Jialan nodded, "You go back on vacation first. Wait until they go."

Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi could not stay in the house for a long time. Huo Jialan knew it well, so she didn't want to conflict with Gu Nianzhi directly.

Because she wasn't sure what position Nian was in Huo Shaoheng's heart, and how much she could get asylum.

When Xing Ling and You Ling walked back, Huo Jialan stood alone in the window of his living room and looked out, just looking at the garden in Huo's backyard.

There are several plum trees here, and it is when they are most prosperous.

A young girl in a goose yellow jumper and a woman in a rose dress are walking towards the plum tree.

Huo Shaoheng, who was calm and tall, walked behind them, hands in his pants pockets, and could not see his expression.

Just then, a specially made high-grade bullet-proof car stopped at the door of Huo's house.

Huo Guanchen came out of the car. When he passed Meilin, he suddenly saw Song Jinning wearing a rose dress.

She tilted her head and looked at a plum blossom on the tree with a smile.

Huo Guanchen hasn't seen Song Jinning look like this for 16 years.

He stopped involuntarily, his eyes almost greedily resting on Song Jinning.

Huo Jialan saw this scene in the second-floor window, smiled slightly, picked up her mobile phone, and made a phone call: "Aunt Bai, have you returned from the scientific examination? Are you back? Exactly, our family is going to hold a New Year reception. Come? "

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This is the third more two thousand four hundred words. Today I can finally ask for monthly tickets and recommended tickets.

Especially Monday's recommendation ticket!

muah

o (n_n) o ~.

(To be continued.)