Chapter 73: Bringing Home in the Bright Light

Gu Xiaoer was excited, and immediately hugged Han Luoli and kissed him fiercely.

On the handsome face, a row of saliva marks were left.

The corners of Han Luoli's lips rose, and Gu Xiaoer, who looked like a child funny, casually sketched another place: "It is recommended that you add here." ”

After a few points from Han Luoli, Gu Xiaoer's design work went smoothly. Han Luoli squinted at the busy little woman, and there was a little more appreciation in her eyes.

She knew that if she opened her mouth, he would help her design the artwork himself, but since the last time he helped her comment on a few places, she would never let him put pen to paper.

Only when there is a professional problem, will I pick up the book and ask him.

Such Gu Xiaoer has a unique stubbornness. Obviously looks like a soft little Jiaojiao, but she has a tenacious and optimistic heart.

Tired of painting, Gu Xiaoer ran to the living room and lay on his stomach, lazily lying on Han Luoli, his eyes didn't know what to stare at, and it took a long time for him to come out without a head: "If only you had a serious job, I could bring you home openly......"

Hearing this, Han Luoli was obviously stunned, and his calm deep eyes seemed to light up with starlight, and he was instantly brilliant.

"Fools, we've always been above board!" He couldn't help but speak.

"Fewer rental men! I know how to make people happy......" She rolled over, nestled at a comfortable angle on him, her voice was sleepy, and she forced herself to push against him. "If my mom knew, she would probably have to run out of the underground to settle accounts with me......"

Xiaoer's mother? Han Luoli looked down at the girl who was asleep in a daze, and there was a little more undulation between his eyebrows, this was the first time he heard about her family from her mouth, and ran out of the ground?

Han Luoli seemed to understand something, lowered his head, and gently kissed the girl's hair with thin lips.

On March 21, it was a bright afternoon, and Gu Xiaoer, who had been painting the manuscript for a few days, was dragged out of the house by his best friend Ai Leqiang.

"Lele, isn't it good for us to watch dramas at home?"

"You dead house, have you forgotten what day tomorrow is?" Ai Le shook Gu Xiaoer's shoulder, telling her to quickly recover from her fugue.

Gu Xiaoer shook his head: "Of course I know." ”

"Then you don't have a good time!" Ai Le pulled Gu Xiaoer, very worried.

Gu Xiaoer flattened his mouth, "It's just a birthday......"

"Huh." Ai Le gave Gu Xiaoer a paralyzed face back, "But it's also your mother's death day!" ”

"I don't like these three words of your mother anymore......"

Call! Call!

Elle took three deep breaths, "Is that the point?" Don't you know how to clean up all year round? You want to see your mom tomorrow, does your mom want to see you like this? ”

"......" Gu Xiaoer glanced at himself left and right, the thunderous and untouchable pro-people route is commonly known as the stall. Seeing that you are about to graduate and enter the society, you can't always wear these clothes to work.

Nodding heavily: "Lele, you're right!" ”

Walking around the huge Lamba International Mall, Ai Le pulled Gu Xiaoer and chatted while walking.

Gu Xiaoer was like an angry little daughter-in-law, and she didn't dare to glance at the shops on both sides. This is an international shopping mall, you have to charge for a glance, Lele actually brought her to this kind of place, it's really ...... No contrast, no harm!