He also knew that if he took a step forward, she might take a step back.

Just like the neighbor's cat when you were a child, when you looked at it from afar, it also looked at you quietly and motionlessly, as if there was an inexplicable tacit understanding between you. As soon as you try to approach it, it immediately arches its waist and retreats defensively.

But it doesn't matter, who made him young, he has the time and patience, and he is willing to spend it with Gu Qinghuan.

The cold moonlight dappled the bare branches, the light of the street lamp looked pale, the light on Gu Qinghuan's body was brighter than the moonlight, she was his sun, his faith, and the darkness in front of him was defeated little by little from a distance.

He got up and greeted him with relief and reproach: "Why don't you answer the phone?" ”

"I'm in a hurry to go out, and I forgot to bring it."

She obviously didn't expect him to be downstairs, in the middle of the night, without even wearing a scarf. Instead, he unzipped his down jacket and surrounded her.

"Do you know that this will worry others!"

The temperature mixed with his taste hit, Gu Qinghuan frowned: "Have you drunk?" ”

"Drank a little bit."

She got angry: "How old are you, what kind of wine do you drink?!" ”

"Don't dare next time." Seconds.

Actually, you can drink a little. Qing Huan realized that he was overprotective.

She sighed and stopped pursuing: "Tomorrow Xiaonian, accompany me back home." ”

He is well-behaved like a pampered puppy.

"Then I'll ask Xiao Tang to prepare some gifts for Auntie in advance. After reading Auntie, you also have to accompany me to Yucheng. Anyway, the shooting before the Spring Festival has ended. He didn't mean to consult with her.

Gu Qinghuan refused: "Discuss with my mother, we will go to my aunt's house in Yucheng during the Spring Festival this year." ”

"Really? I just told Keren today that we haven't been back to Chongqing for the Spring Festival for three years. He couldn't ask for it.

Lovely? It's only been one night, and they are so close and start to share each other's past. Heh~ man

Gu Qinghuan's face fell: "Don't be happy so early." We can't get back until Chinese New Year's Eve, and there are still two publicity games to run. ”

"It wouldn't be fine if I didn't have one."

"Don't be willful."

"Okay."

That night, the moonlight was like water, and nothing seemed to have changed, but the footage hidden in the shadows always made up a wonderful story.

They don't care about what the people in the story say, they only seek to satisfy the curiosity of the onlooker.

A new day is fast approaching.

The two avoided their neighbors and knocked on the door of Gu's house early in the morning.

The moment Mom and Dad opened the door, the sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

"Oops, my baby 'son' is back. It's cold outside, come in and let your aunt hug you. ”

Gu Qinghuan was left out in the cold, and inexplicably became a bag nanny, she put down her things and lay down on the sofa with a roar and complained:

"Mom, I'm your own."

Lin Miaolan is also really partial to geography: "What is not biological." I still want to eat our Jingxing's vinegar, no way. ”

Lu Jingxing stuck to her, and his mouth seemed to be stuffed with honey.

"Auntie, how are you doing lately?"

"Auntie, I miss your braised fish. It's burning out there, not even a hundredth of yours. ”

"Auntie, did you miss me? Anyway, I miss you every day. ”

Gu Qinghuan learned from his flattering appearance, and couldn't wait to transform into a cat demon, stretch out his nails, and tear his face.

On the contrary, he shamelessly and aggrievedly complained: "Auntie, Sister Qinghuan glared at me." ”

He would only call her "Sister Qinghuan" against his will in front of his parents, and he often had bad intentions.

Lin Miaolan protected the calf and expelled Qinghuan from the soft and spacious sofa to the cold and hard wooden chair: "You can't let your brother a little, how hard it is for Jing Xing to film outside." ”

"Yes, yes, he's hard."