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Gu Mian closed her eyes, her slightly opened lips were unconsciously licked in surprise, teasing like a kitten, messing up her otherwise clear mind.

This is Qiao Shuang, do you want to cook raw rice?

But... Gu Mian's mind was buzzing, countless thoughts skipped through her mind in a few seconds, thinking of the original plan and thinking of what to do if Qiao Shuang really wanted to be with her, even their children in the future I thought of everything.

However, in the next second, Qiao Shuang fell on top of her softly, muttering, "It's delicious, big lobster."

……

Did you think of yourself as a big lobster?

Gu Mian smiled helplessly, ignoring the trace of disappointment in her heart, she helped her to the pillow and covered her with the quilt, and let out a sigh of relief.

It must be the reason why she also drank wine today, otherwise why would she feel her cheeks were so hot.

When Gu Mian locked herself in the study to cool herself down with business, Qiao Shuang woke up from a long dream.

His head was swelling and hurting, and he felt dizzy and uncomfortable. Qiao Shuang closed his eyes and looked around for a while, feeling a little strange.

This doesn't seem to be her room.

The pure white single quilt, and simple furnishings, it is not her room at first glance.

He lifted the quilt and didn't see his shoes off, so Qiao Shuang stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet. The cold feeling made his head feel better, so he opened the door and walked out, clutching his forehead.

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

Qiao Shuang turned her head and saw Gu Mian coming up from the first floor with a bowl of food, she immediately acted like a spoiled child, "I didn't see you when I woke up."

Gu Mian was at a loss for words, she couldn't say that she had a ghost in her heart, so she forgot to feed her hangover soup and ran to the study to work, and didn't read a word, just typed a lot of gibberish.

"Cough, I saw you fell asleep, so I went to the study, go back to the room and put on your shoes first." Gu Mian urged with a hangover soup.

"Oh" Qiao Shuang obediently walked back to the previous room, sat by the bed, took the hangover soup that Gu Mian handed over, and sipped it with frowning.

Gu Mian stared at it for a while, felt that the person in front of him was very calm, thought for a while and said, "Do you remember what you did when you were drunk just now?"

Qiao Shuang looked up, confused: "Did I do something? I don't remember."

"Nothing?" Gu Mian lowered her eyes, "I just said some nonsense."

Without doubt, Qiao Shuang finished the hangover soup in the bowl and said, "Sister Gu Mian, is this your room?"

"Yeah." After taking the soup bowl and putting it on the table, Gu Mian said, "Mom should have woken up, you should go back and take a shower and change clothes."

Qiao Shuang raised his hand and sniffed his sleeves, and felt a faint smell of red wine and a faint smell of lemongrass, which should have been picked up by sleeping on Gu Mian's bed today.

"Then I'll go back and take a shower first." Qiao Shuang put on her shoes and wanted to go back to her room. After getting drunk and sleeping again, she was really uncomfortable.

"Well, let's go."

After walking out of Gu Mian's room and returning to her own room, Qiao Shuang thought belatedly: Why did it seem that Gu Mian's sister had a strange attitude just now, and she has been sitting far away from her?

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Chapter 25

After drinking a few sips of wine in the afternoon, Mrs. Gu rarely had a good night's sleep. During dinner, she sat and chatted with Gu Yan, talking and laughing. When she saw Qiao Shuang who was going downstairs, she smiled softly and stretched out her hand to call her over.

"Are you still dizzy?"

Qiao Shuang shook his head, then lowered his head to let Mrs. Gu pat her head.

The little girl who just took a bath smelled of shower gel, a faint milk smell, not greasy and soft, and the smell of roses that was tainted in the afternoon could not be smelled at all.

Gu Mian lowered her head, ate silently and did not speak.

"Tomorrow and weekend, I will ask Yanyan to accompany me to the art museum, do you have any arrangements?" Mrs. Gu said this with a smile, and looked across with interest.

Gu Mian glanced at Qiao Shuang who was blinking at her, and replied knowingly: "Then mother and aunt have fun, I will take my daughter to meet some friends tomorrow."

"Okay, tell the kitchen that you don't need to prepare our dinner." Mrs. Gu held Gu Yan's hand under the table and smiled back.

Since talking with Gu Yan, Mrs. Gu has basically satisfied her with everything. Maybe she feels that she owes too much to the child she raised with her own hands, and she wants to make more memories with Gu Yan in the rest of the time.

After eating, Gu Mian put on a thin coat and went to the pavilion in the garden to catch the wind. The wind blows from the rose field on the left and lingers around, lingering.

Rarely, some inexplicable thoughts disturbed and disturbed the self-discipline and deserted life, and they also appeared indiscriminately at night when they always aroused many thoughts.

"Sister Gu Mian."

The girl's crisp voice sounded, and Gu Mian turned her head to see that Qiao Shuang, who was wearing long-sleeved pajamas, was standing quietly on the gravel road, tilting her head and looking over.

The evening wind lifted her skirt, and the hazy moonlight poured in, making her long curly hair extra soft.