On the second day, Mo Xiaoxiao woke up early, because she was planning to go to Gu's family today, so she naturally couldn't sleep well.
I got up early in the morning and began to clean up seriously in front of the mirror, so that after a long time, layers of mist formed on the mirror, and I quickly brushed it off with my sleeve, as if I was doing something that could not be seen by others. Peep things in general.
Gu Qingshui's brother will be there too! she thought.
"Sister, why are you so early?"
Mo Yao, who was sleeping soundly, had already woken up, rubbing his eyes, and said to Mo Xiaoxiao who was concentrating on it in a lazy tone. Mo Xiaoxiao turned around quickly as if someone had bumped into her secret, and smiled awkwardly and politely: "Xiao Yao, why are you awake? My sister didn't disturb you, did she?"
"No, sister, I've had a good night's sleep, but I don't know when you woke up."
"Xiao Yao, are you going to accompany me to my beautiful sister's house today or wait for me here?"
Mo Yao put on his shoes, walked over, and said to her coquettishly, "Sister, I want to go too!"
Mo Xiaoxiao gently patted his head, tenderly and dotingly: "Well, let's go together, I know you like that pretty sister."
Mo Yao's face was flushed by the words, and he didn't want to be outdone, so he fought back and made fun of her: "My sister still likes that good-looking brother!"
When Mo Xiaoxiao heard it, she became anxious, a feeling of embarrassment and helplessness of being told the truth by others, so she reached out to grab him: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about, don't run away!"
Mo Yao was clever, knowing that Mo Xiaoxiao was going to blow his hair, he ran away ahead of time and grimaced. Mo Xiaoxiao was anxious, angry and embarrassed, so he chased after him in embarrassment!
After eating breakfast on the street, the two went to Gu's house with their own thoughts.
The Gu family was as luxurious as ever, the door was closed, but there was an indescribable feeling, very grand and solemn, a kind of aristocratic atmosphere.
Mo Xiaoxiao pulled Mo Yao and stood outside the door, her heart was in her throat, she managed to sort out her emotions and was about to knock on the door, when she suddenly stopped the movement of her hand and stretched out her hand The hand was drawn back again.
"What's the matter, sister?"
Mo Yao looked up at the nervous Mo Xiaoxiao and asked questions.
"Oh, Xiao Yao, see if I can do it like this!"
She lowered her head and tidied her clothes nervously, and then smoothed Bian Tiao's hair behind her ears with her hands, feeling confused, flustered and apprehensive.
Mo Yao had no choice but to nod frequently like a chicken pecking rice, to make her feel more at ease.
At this time, she was still thinking about whether she was dressed appropriately, how to talk to others when she entered, how to look decent, and how to look dignified.
After making some adjustments, Mo Xiaoxiao mustered up her courage again, and gently knocked on the wooden, rigid and gorgeous door. The sound made by the impact of finger bones and the wooden door was rapid and dull, just like Mo Xiaoxiao's. It was like the sound of a heartbeat that was about to come out at this moment.
"Boom boom boom"
There was no response to the hasty and gentle knock on the door, and when Mo Xiaoxiao plucked up the courage to knock again, the door was suddenly and gently opened from the inside, and a picture so handsome that words could not describe it. The face suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.
It's also the gentle and jade-like appearance by the long river at the Lantern Festival yesterday, and the eyes full of stars and the sea, but there is no deliberate dressing up, just wearing a casual and light casual clothes, but still can't hide his noble son Temperament, at first glance, looks like a book businessman in high spirits.
"I, I'm here to find"
Mo Xiaoxiao stammered, her eyes widened like copper bells, she looked unexpected, although she had been mentally prepared to meet him here, but what she didn't expect was to be able to look at him when she opened the door Relatively, this is too cramped, unexpected
He has a gentle face and a cooperative tone: "Looking for me?"
Mo Xiaoxiao was too nervous, and was a little incoherent and slurred: "Yeah, oh no no no, no."
Seeing that she couldn't even speak clearly, Mo Yao blurted out by herself. Her behavior made people too anxious: "We are here to find a beautiful sister!"
The man smiled slightly, opened the door wider, and stood aside as a gentleman: "Beautiful sister? Is it Shimizu? Come in, she's inside."
"Yeah, thank you so much!"
Mo Xiaoxiao smiled at him awkwardly yet politely, her heart was already boiling, but it was really tiring to pretend to be silent.
The handsome man led the two into the"
Seeing that Mo Xiaoxiao remained silent, Gu Qingshui smirked and said again: "Just now in the living room, maybe even a three-year-old child could tell that your eyes never left my brother, and you gave me an affectionate glance, didn't you Seeing my brother's reluctant eyes just now, if you are really in love with a concubine, I can help you match up hahaha."
Everyone is the same. When their thoughts are exposed, they feel ashamed and feel ashamed. They just want to quickly find a reason to forcibly end the discussion, no matter whether the argument is shameful in the eyes of others.
Mo Xiaoxiao was anxious and angry, but blushed: "Qing Shui, what are you talking about, there is really nothing, if you say it again, I will ignore you."
Only then did Gu Qingshui stop: "Oh, I'm teasing you, but I really have something to ask of you, but I don't know if you'd like to help me!"
Mo Xiaoxiao is serious: "I will go all out and do my best, you say."
"I fell in love with the last man and I want you to hold the red thread for me."
Mo Xiaoxiao looked puzzled: "Me?"
"It's the one who walked with you that day, Mr. He's son."
Mo Xiaoxiao blurted out: "He Yuwen?"
The sudden light in Gu Qingshui's eyes made Mo Xiaoxiao at a loss: "Yes, yes, it is He Yuwen."
Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't answer her question all of a sudden
It's hard to shirk and don't know how to say it. Although I'm embarrassed, I have to nod.
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