In the women's seat, no one dared to speak, and it was silent.

Gu Xiaoer stopped, turned around, but looked at Wen Xin and Wen Mu: "Mrs. Qiao, didn't the Wen sisters tell you, I am Han Luoli's girlfriend, and now I am Bai Xiaoyu's girlfriend." Oh, by the way, did you just call me a vixen? I'm not called a vixen, my name is Gu Xiaoer! ”

After Gu Xiaoer finished speaking lightly, he turned his head and left, not caring at all about the female guest seat behind him.

"Oh my God, how dare she? My girlfriend is amazing, and Miss Wen doesn't have such a big shelf! ”

"How can there be such an unqualified person?"

"No skin and no face, I still want to see Mr. Qiao, how is it possible!"

Wen Mu faintly glanced at the light blue figure that disappeared at the door, and a dark light flashed in his beautiful eyes.

Damn, so many people say that she can't be alone, she's so hateful!

I was so angry in my heart, but I still maintained a dignified and decent smile on my face, and hurriedly comforted Mrs. Qiao, and slowly smoothed her down: "Aunt Qiao, don't be angry, today is your birthday!" ”

Wen Xin was also so angry that her face was crooked, and her nose was crooked, and she was a little worried, she saw that Gu Xiaoer was going in the direction of the men's seat.

"Sister, she won't really go to the master, will she?"

"No way, she can't even get into the men's seat!" Mrs. Qiao's mouth hated and said firmly! The chest was still so angry that he gasped hard.

Gu Xiaoer walked out of the messy women's seat and walked outside to take a fresh breath.

She said, as long as there is Wen Mu, even the air is oppressive. Every step is calculating others, Wen Mu is not tired, she is tired when she looks at it!

Walking and walking, I walked around to the backyard of Qiao's villa, it can be seen that Mr. Qiao is a person who can live, and the small courtyard here is not the luxurious decoration of other villas, but a simple small garden.

The ground is paved with lovely goose soft stones, forming a winding path in the backyard.

There was also a grapevine in the distance, and then in the faint moonlight, I could see that it was full of fruits and full of grains, and I immediately wanted Gu Xiaoer to have some after-dinner meals.

She slid down the cobblestone path.

The further you go, the more different it feels.

It seems like

It's a feeling of home, or home, to be exact.

She didn't have grandparents or grandparents, but she imagined in her dreams that her grandparents had a small yard with an old vine planted at the door.

On summer evenings, adults chat under the vines and children play around.

Is this the charm of architectural design?

Gu Xiaoer approached the vine, and the little white hand touched the rough brown vine root, but he didn't want to pick the grapes anymore.

"It turns out that real design is something that resonates with people!" She muttered unconsciously.

The soft voice fell, but he unexpectedly heard the sound of rustling from the flower garden, Gu Xiaoer was so shocked that he hurriedly looked over.

I saw an old man suddenly standing up in the middle of the flower garden, and in the moonlight, his silver hair looked extraordinarily bright.

The old man got up and also saw Gu Xiaoer standing not far away.

The four eyes met, and no one spoke for a while.

"Grandpa, it's you!" Gu Xiaoer finally saw through the moonlight that the pale old man was the one she had met under the billboard on Lear Island not long ago, and the two of them had a discussion at that time!

The old man seemed to recall it, with a pleated face and a smile: "Little girl, I didn't expect to meet you again!" ”