Although the summer in Wuzhen has a unique sense of heat in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, its water town characteristics bring a refreshing sense of water, which greatly reduces this sense of heat.

This old house has a long history, and it has a history of almost 100 years since it was built, and the trees in the yard with a history of decades or hundreds of years have long grown into the sky and the crown has expanded.

It just brings a lot of shade to this hot summer day.

Han Jianing tried to walk in the shade of the tree as much as possible at every step, and the few steps exposed to the sun involuntarily accelerated his pace.

I just ran over!

She has been afraid of heat since she was a child, and she sweats when she is exposed to the sun, and her whole person can melt.

As she approached the door, she quickened her pace, stretched out her hand to push it quickly, and before her hand could touch the carved wooden panel, the door opened from the inside.

Squeak –

Han Jianing rushed forward due to inertia, a pair of bony hands strongly supported her, and there was a suppressed laugh above her head, "A-Ning, what are you...... Do you want to give me a hug?"

"Obviously, you suddenly opened the door and scared me!"

Han Jianing stabilized her figure and immediately glared, her cheeks were flushed at the moment and she looked very cute and cute, which didn't make people feel angry at all, but more like she was coquettish.

"I'll open the door and kill me." Gu Xiayang couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek.

The slender fingers were a little cool, and they were a little comfortable on their faces, Han Jianing didn't fight back at the beginning, and was stunned for 30 seconds before he turned his face away and said with a little disgust: "What are you doing with your hands and feet!"

She pushed the person away and walked briskly into the room, her eyes narrowed comfortably from the comfortable air-conditioning inside.

She fanned the wind with her hand as a fan, and said as she walked, "It's hot to me, this is the hell."

Gu Xiayang closed the door, and then followed her to his workbench, at this time Han Jianing had already occupied his seat, and collapsed on the chair extremely lazily and without image, holding his teacup in one hand and drinking slowly.

Gu Xiayang consciously picked up the folding fan on the table and opened it to fan her, "Is it still hot?"

Han Jianing squinted at the person, "Don't think that if you fan me now, I will forgive you for letting me come over on this hot day."

"Always try on clothes." Gu Xiayang dotingly patted Han Jianing with a fan and kicked his feet restlessly.

"Can't you get to my house?"

Han Jianing pouted and looked at the person opposite unhappily, since the completion of the gambling contract, the two of them have more things, especially Jiang Nian's capital injection in the later stage, which made their project as busy as a spinning top.

Grandpa Gu supported Gu Xiayang, so that he could deal with the tumors in the family vigorously, so that he could truly grasp the power of the Gu family and formulate the direction of reform.

Han Jianing himself has many activities to participate in, and it can be said that this half year is the busiest time for the two.

When they reacted, they found that it was almost time to get married.

After Gu Xiayang proposed last time, she was caught back by Grandpa Gu, she still remembered that Grandpa Gu, who had always hoped that the two of them would get along more that day, held a stick in his hand with a calm face, and watched Gu Xiayang leave the Han family with his hands behind his back.

In order not to misunderstand, he also deliberately explained that Gu Xiayang was still living in the Han family before marriage, and there would inevitably be a lot of gossip.

Han Jianing is not stupid, he knows what he means.

To put it bluntly, it is because the two have lived together for a long time and set a wedding date, while many old people are happy, they also extend a lot of gossip, saying that Gu Xiayang lived in the Han family because he had no way before, which is understandable.

But this is set for marriage, and he still lives in the Han family, so isn't he a door-to-door son-in-law.

Older people care about these things the most.

Of course, the Gu family also heard these words.

For Gu Jincheng, Gu Xiayang is his favorite and most outstanding grandson, where can he let others bully.

As the leader of the new generation of the Gu family, the new façade, in addition to having excellent technology, this reputation is also very important!

was said to be a son-in-law behind his back, how much talent is there

and ability will be questioned.

This made Gu Jincheng regret a little, in order to experience Gu Xiayang, when he knew that he was in a weak position and was bullied, he hid in the dark and did not help, but after thinking about it, it was also because of this that Han Jianing and his relationship were promoted.

So it's not that easy to satisfy everyone.

There is a dharma of both worlds.

He could only stifle the rumor.

Therefore, in fact, the two have not seen each other for a while.

Gu Xiayang saw the fleeting expression on Han Jianing's face, and he also knew what the person in front of him was thinking.

He stepped forward, reached out and took the teacup she had already drunk in her hand, and gently placed it on his workbench.

One hand propped herself up on the chair, and the other continued to fan her, and she looked at her quietly with a pair of lowered eyes, "Don't think about it."

"How can I be thinking!" Han Jianing pursed his lips and refused to say more.

She wanted to stab a few words, but then she thought that the person she stabbed was not just the nasty ghost in front of her, so she gave up.

But I still feel a little aggrieved and unwilling in my heart.

"The elders always have considerations, if it were just me, they would definitely provide the most perfect door-to-door service for my A-Ning."

"Humph!" Han Jianing didn't feel happy about these words, she raised her leg and kicked Gu Xiayang's knee, "You were originally my exclusive tailor, isn't door-to-door service the most basic?" Why do you want me to thank you?"

"Don't dare." Gu Xiayang shook his head, "My A-Ning will always come first."

"It's pretty much the same, I just think it's just trying on clothes, and the family members who have worked so hard have come." Han Jianing sighed a little weakly.

She is most afraid of this kind of family gathering, she used to be able to play with her temper, but now she has said goodbye to her former wayward self, even at home, she can't run away without saying anything like before.

Her fingers involuntarily stirred together, and she hesitated to wonder if she had lost when she came back, not only did she lose herself, but she couldn't be as free as before.

"Hey...... It's so hard to be a human being." She sighed slowly.

"I'll do the troublesome things in the future, and A-Ning can do whatever he wants."

"Really?"

Gu Xiayang's hand had already put down the folding fan at some point, and he was pinching Han Jianing's ankle on his knee lightly, and his tone was gentle, "You have never been willful in front of me, but you have never changed." As he spoke, he squeezed his hand a little harder.

"Oops, it hurts!" Han Jianing deliberately pretended to be miserable, covering her eyes pitifully, "You bully me!"

Gu Xiayang looked at her like this, the movements in his hand paused for a few seconds, his eyes suddenly deepened and long, and the hand that had been propped up on the chair suddenly put it on Han Jianing's soft waist, and his hand was forced.

"Oops!"

Han Jianing was taken aback, and his hand involuntarily hooked Gu Xiayang's neck to maintain the balance of his body.

At this time, the two had already switched positions, Gu Xiayang, who was standing, sat on the chair, and Han Jianing was held on his lap.

"Let me go!" Han Jianing pinched people angrily.

"I miss you." Gu Xiayang swiped her fingers across Han Jianing's cheeks, picked her fingers, and raised her chin slightly.

A hot kiss fell.

Han Jianing glared, it's a loss! It's a loss!