But Qiao Li didn't even have the slightest chance to refuse, and didn't give this shy young man.

She took Gu Xiaole's hand, greeted the doorman with a smile, and then walked to the underground garage on the side.

Joli's car was marked with a large internship sign.

Quietly looked up and saw this sticker, Gu Xiaole, who realized something, was stunned.

Teacher...... I just got my driver's license.

"Teacher...... How old are you this year? Gu Xiaole sat in the back seat and pulled up his seat belt. He looked up at the rearview mirror in front of him and lowered his head again.

Gu Xiaole's voice was small and soft, but it was very clear in this quiet car.

"I'm eighteen. I just had my birthday in the UK and came to China to get a driver's license. Xiaole, please rest assured, I can drive at the age of sixteen. When you're free, I'll take you for a ride in a sports car. Jory looked in the rearview mirror and grinned.

Gu Xiaole's two hands stirred together.

He's not available.

I don't want to go either.

An unknown foreign English song was playing in the car, with a shallow fragrance of unknown flowers, which made Gu Xiaole's slightly cramped heart gradually quiet down.

He took a quiet breath and looked up at Jolly who was driving in front of him.

I have to admit that Joli is really good-looking. She is like a princess out of a fairy tale, with blue eyes, even more charming than Harry Potter.

Suddenly thinking of something, Gu Xiaole lowered his head, reached out and touched his eyes, and touched his hair.

His parents also seem to be British. It's just because I like China that I come to China to travel.

That's why he was born in China, and he only remembers his grandfather and grandmother.

"Xiaole, do you know what kind of floral fragrance this is?" Joli, who had been smiling at the corner of her mouth, suddenly asked.

Gu Xiaole shook his head.

"It's a redbud. I heard that it is the city flower of Hong Kong, China. Qiao Li slowly stepped on the brakes at the traffic light and glanced back at Gu Xiaole.

Gu Xiaole was also looking at her.

Qiao Li turned her head again, looked at the bustling City B in front of her, and asked with a smile: "Xiaole, do you know the flower language of Bauhinia?" ”

Her Chinese is really not good at all.

Although he listened very awkwardly, Gu Xiaole shook his head politely.

Then he lowered his head.

He knew, but he didn't want to say it.

The green light flashed, and Qiao Li soon sighed at the grandeur of City B, looking at the high-rise buildings one after another excitedly and excitedly along the way, and never asked Gu Xiaole a question again.

The moment he opened the car door and stepped out of the car, Gu Xiaole quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He stood at the door, looking at the villa, and always felt that it was still very strange.

It's hard to accept that the house that I have lived in for more than ten years has suddenly changed to a big one.

"Xiaole, do you live with your relatives? They didn't come to pick you up. Jolly locked the car, looked at the big deserted villa, and then looked at the little boy at the door.

Actually, he shouldn't be called a little boy anymore.

Probably because he has been playing basketball since he was a child, Gu Xiaole is only in the sixth grade, and his height is already close to one meter six.

And he has a temperament that belongs to the upper class.

From a distance, he was like an English aristocrat, elegant and quiet, noble and silent.

"I live with my grandmother, who has a bad leg and can't come to pick me up." Gu Xiaole came back to his senses, looked at Qiao Li, and bowed slowly to her, "Thank you, teacher." ”

His voice was soft, extremely light.

Jolly moved her lips, and before she could speak, she was interrupted by a voice.

It was the sound of an opening door.

The door was opened by a blonde woman in a wheelchair, wearing gold wire unilateral glasses and a Chinese-style cheongsam. The old woman had a pair of beautiful blue eyes, different from Joli, her eyes were full of kindness and tenderness.

"My sweet little Brian, is this your teacher?" The old woman spoke fluent Chinese with an old Beijing flavor. She smiled softly at Joli, and there seemed to be some surprise in her eyes, "She's so beautiful to look at." ”

Brian is Gu Xiaole's English name, and it is also his nickname.

According to Grandpa, Burian means virtue.

Thinking of Grandpa Gu, Gu Xiaole glanced at the old woman in front of him.

This is his grandmother.

At the time of China's reform and opening up, Grandma Gu and Grandpa Gu met by chance and fell in love at first sight when they were visiting Xiangshan in Beijing, and soon got married.

Because my aunt and grandmother are obsessed with Chinese culture and especially like Chinese cheongsam, Grandpa Gu used a lot of money to customize a unique cheongsam wedding dress for Grandma Gu.

It is said that it is still a token of their love.

It's just that now grandpa is gone, and only he accompanies grandma.

"Hello grandma, I am Gu Xiaole's new class teacher, my name is Qiao Li, and I am from the United Kingdom." When Qiao Li saw Grandma Gu, a more gentle smile appeared on her face.

She learned from Gu Xiaole's way of bowing to herself just now, and bowed to Grandma Gu.

"England is the hometown of me and Burian Jr., and you are welcome to China." Listening to Qiao Li's awkward Chinese, Grandma Gu couldn't help laughing.

This little girl's Chinese is the same level as when she came to China.

"Okay grandma." It seems that because she has met someone from her hometown, Joli seems to be very happy.

Grandma Gu looked at Gu Xiaole, and there was a little more apology in her kind eyes: "I'm sorry my little Brian, I have unfortunate news to tell you today." ”

Gu Xiaole was stunned.

"Tuan Tuan is gone. I went to your room today and saw that the cage next to it was empty. I shouted and whistled, but I didn't see it. Grandma Gu spread out her palms.

It was a very chic whistle.

That was one of the few birthday gifts that Grandpa Gu left for Gu Xiaole.

Tuan Tuan too.

Tuan Tuan is a purebred Japanese Akita dog, when Gu Xiaole was seven years old, Gu Grandpa gave it to his little grandson as a birthday gift and named it Tuan Tuan.

"Grandpa, why do you call it Tuan Tuan?"

"Tuan Tuan, Tuan Tuan - Tuan Tuan Tuan, Tuan."

In my memory, my grandfather patted his shoulder kindly and kindly, smiling amiably.

Gu Xiaole came back to his senses, took the whistle from Grandma Gu's hand, and shook his head at Grandma Gu and smiled: "Tuan Tuan is very obedient, he will come back by himself." ”

He lowered his eyes and entered the house without saying a word.

Grandma Gu turned her wheelchair and watched Gu Xiaole leave, then turned around and smiled at Qiao Li: "My legs and feet are inconvenient, I'm sorry I can't greet you." If you don't mind, come in and have a meal, I have fried steak today and prepared my own wine. ”

"Grandma's Chinese is so good." Joli's eyes were full of envy.

"When you integrate into China, you will learn." Grandma Gu smiled and walked over the wheelchair.