Her eyes floated around, but they didn't fall on Gu Zhiheng's body.
"What's in your hand?
Show me.
Gu Zhiheng stretched out his hand, and he was about to snatch the pants in Qiao An's hand.
Qiao An hurriedly said, "Rag." ” Gu Zhiheng smiled: "I don't believe it." ” Qiao An pointed behind Gu Zhiheng with a look of surprise: "Wow, the hamster raised by Xiaoqiu ran out." ” As soon as the words fell, Gu Zhiheng's handsome face flashed a trace of discomfort, he was not afraid of this kind of thing, but felt disgusting.
Taking advantage of this little time, Joan ran into the bathroom, closed the door, and locked it carefully.
She found a basin, put laundry detergent and water, put her little pants in it and soaked it, looking at the white bubbles in the basin, Joan smiled, and came in to wash it later.
After opening the door and seeing that there was no one in the bedroom, Qiao An went downstairs to chat with Song Yun.
At half past five in the afternoon, Qiao An and Song Yun had prepared dinner, and Qiao An went upstairs to ask Gu Zhiheng to eat.
"Gu Zhiheng, it's time to eat."
At the door of the study, Joan called.
Without waiting for Gu Zhiheng to speak, Qiao An walked towards the bedroom, and when she entered the bedroom, she ran to the bathroom.
When I got there, the basin was in the corner, the water and bubbles were gone, and even her little pants were gone.
It can't be Gu Zhiheng who threw it away, right?
Thinking like this, Joan reached out and slapped her forehead twice, and walked out of the bathroom with a vague step, and when she reached the outside, Joan looked over the floor-to-ceiling window and saw her little pants hanging there.
The little pants were fluttering in the wind, as if they were dancing in front of her, and Joan's face was red.
"I washed it."
Gu Zhiheng's voice came from the door, and he smiled at Qiao An, his smile meaningful.
"You're shameless, who asked you to help."
Joan pointed at him.
Gu Zhiheng walked over and took Qiao An's hand: "I saw the little bear above, it's very cute." ” Qiao An: "......"
She has a thin face, the pants she bought are all girly, cute, and she hasn't shown it to anyone except herself, and suddenly Gu Zhiheng said this, Qiao An only felt that she had no face to see people.
She shook off Gu Zhiheng's hand, glared at Gu Zhiheng fiercely, and went downstairs alone.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Gu Qingzhu and Gu Zhiqiu also came back and had already sat down.
Seeing Qiao An, Gu Zhiqiu asked in surprise, "Sister-in-law, why is your face so red?"
” Qiao An touched it with her hand, a little embarrassed: "I exercised upstairs just now." ” Song Yun smiled on the side: "Didn't you just go up for less than two minutes?"
"What can I do in such a short period of time.
"It's a leg press."
Joan nodded, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Gu Zhiheng also came over, all the people arrived, and the family sat down to eat together.
Gu Qingzhu basically doesn't care about the affairs of the family, this family is very traditional, he does business outside, and everything in the house is taken care of by Song Yun.
However, Gu Qingzhu never entertained, went home on time every night, and after eating, he either stayed in the study to work overtime, or went out with Song Yun for a walk.
Qiao An ate most of the bowl of rice, slowed down, and talked to Gu Zhiqiu opposite.
"Xiaoqiu, you're twenty years old, you can have a boyfriend."
Suddenly, Song Yun said this.
Qiao An was busy picking up rice at the mouth of the bowl, but she still kept silent.
Gu Zhiqiu had a delicate little face: "Mom, what are you talking about this?"
Dad said that I was not allowed to marry. ”