"Well," Dill replied softly, holding out her hand to him, "get up." ”

Gu Qingcheng stared at the hands, as if he was suddenly sluggish, and he didn't react for a long time.

Dill silently sent her hand forward, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a slight smile.

Gu Qingcheng came back to his senses, carefully put his hand on Dill's palm, and followed her strength to get up.

However, perhaps because his limbs were stiff after sitting for too long, he got up too quickly and his movements were overwhelmed, and he actually fell forward with unsteady feet.

His body fell into her arms again, his smooth chin slamming into a soft spot.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, Gu Qingcheng maintained a half-forward movement and did not move, his head hung down, and his eyes seemed to be glued to the ground.

Dill gently pushed his head away and let go of the hands that were holding his arms.

Inertia made him involuntarily lean forward, and the iron door behind him had been closed at some point, and he did not have intimate contact with the earth, but only hit the iron door with a "bang", and a large bag swollen up on his forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was a "poof" laugh from behind him, and Gu Chengcheng turned his head mechanically, showing a somewhat silly smile at dill.

"I've got someone to clean up a room for you, so you'll live there from now on." Dill pointed to the room across from her and said.

After all, at this time, Gu Tingcheng was already a young man in his twenties, and it was impossible for him to continue to be in the same room with dill.

Gu Tingcheng let out a soft "um", looking a little reluctant.

He still wanted to become a cute baby of five or six years old, but thinking of Dill's indifferent expression before, he finally dispelled such thoughts.

When the agreement between Dill and the heroine reached the third day, I didn't know what kind of ** soup Qianjiu'er was used to for the old diehards, and that group of people actually took the initiative to come to her.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Dill sat casually in her chair, and behind her stood a young man who looked very bright.

"Shaonan, who is this?" Minister Li looked at the young man, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Who is he, and what does it have to do with you?" Dill smiled.

The sentence "What do you have to do with you" choked Minister Li enough.

This girl is really getting too much.

Not to mention the inexplicable return of a five or six-year-old child before, and a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy was brought soon after.

In the base, there has been a lot of discussion about the appearance of this teenager, but I didn't expect her to change to an adult young man with her today.

Minister Li could already imagine the uproar caused by the appearance of this man, and how immoral it must have been for the two of them to stay together like this.

What Minister Li can't see the most is this kind of immoral thing, especially when the other party is still the daughter of his respected boss, and he can't help but want to speak out and discipline.

"Shaonan, you must know that your words and deeds represent not only yourself, but also your father's face. If you do something out of the ordinary, you will lose your father's face. Minister Li's expression on his face was a little distressed, as if Dill had really done something indecent.

Dill felt a little ridiculous, how could these people be so good at making up their brains, and there were fewer people with her every day?