Gu Qingling saw him like this from the corner of his eye, and he knew what was going on in his head.

"Grandpa, don't say that. In order to ease the atmosphere, Gu Qingliu opened his mouth and explained to Huo Wangbei again, "This time it was just an accident, Wangbei was already hard, if he ran around to pick me up every time, then he himself would be tired." And I didn't tell anyone about my marriage to him, if he came out, how would I be in the company in the future. ”

This makes sense, especially the last sentence, which perfectly explains all this.

Gu Qinglime was protected like this, and the old man didn't want to say anything, so he hurriedly asked her to go up and change her clothes, and come down to prepare for dinner.

And Huo Wangbei was not spared, he was caught up by the old man, and waited until Gu Qingming took a shower and changed his clothes, and the two of them came down together.

It seems that he deliberately wants to create an independent personal space for two people to get along.

Both of them knew it, but they both pretended not to know, and went upstairs one after the other.

The servant had already changed his clothes, Gu Qingling entered the bathroom, lay in the bathtub, soaked in the warm water, and his cold body slowly became warmer.

This bubble has taken a little longer.

Huo Wangbei sat in the room, his face was not very good-looking.

Every time the two of them went back to the old mansion, they didn't come back together, and Old Man Huo would get angry because of this every time, and Gu Qingling would make excuses for him every time to explain.

But when it comes to saying this kind of honor, it's the same as if he really did something wrong, and it's hard to even refute it, it's just suffocated to death.

But for someone like Gu Lime, even if he really wanted to help him speak, there was nothing to thank.

When Gu Qingming took a shower and changed her clothes and came out, Huo Wangbei looked up at her with a cold tone.

"Go downstairs and eat. ”

Gu Qinglime nodded and walked down behind her without saying a word.

One after the other, deliberately keeping a little distance.

When I sat down at the table, even though the two of us were sitting together, there was still an illusion that they were 108,000 miles apart.

Huo Wangbei didn't want to give Gu Lime a look at all, and spoke to himself, Gu Lime only cared about eating with his head buried in food, and did not take the initiative to be courteous.

The first time she took the initiative to pick up vegetables for him, Huo Wangbei looked at her chopsticks and the contents of the rice bowl, and her expression was extremely ugly all of a sudden, and then she threw the chopsticks and left, not giving face at all.

It's as if she gave him some kind of biological weapon.

Since that time, she won't be stupid enough to serve him food.

The two of them sat together, but they were eating their own things, even the vegetables, Gu Qinglime carefully started from the corners, for fear that the place where they were holding things would be touched by Huo Wangbei, and then showed that disgusted look.

Eating a meal, although the level of the chef in the old house is very high, but such an atmosphere is a bit tasteless after all.

After eating, the old man called Gu Qinglime to his study and chatted in the name of beauty.

In the room, Gu Qinglime sat opposite the old man, put his hands together, involuntarily made some small movements, lowered his eyes, and thought about something in his heart.

The old man sat across from her, looked at her carefully, sighed, and spoke.