Quan Shao's new wife

Chapter 57 His Shirt
"I'll try." Xu Nuo replied in a low voice, the astringent feeling in his heart fainted slightly, soaking into a faint warmth.

For a while, no one spoke again.

The two people who were completely embarrassed by the rain naturally put away their edges and corners.Without the tit-for-tat in the market, without the sharp swordsmanship in the habit, it seems that I am still a little unaccustomed.

The music on the radio was tuned down by Gu Zixi, lingering faintly in the ears, seeming to be there but not there; the two were thinking about the other's related and unrelated concerns, while listening to the music, listening to each other's light breathing—— Such a quiet and tacit understanding, there seems to be something between the two that is slowly changing.

"You have a good relationship with your son?" Xu Nuo was the first to break the silence when he regained his composure.

"Maybe I'm too serious. He's actually a little afraid of me." Mentioning his precious son, Gu Zixi shook his head helplessly, but a gentle smile unconsciously formed the corner of his mouth.

"He looks very similar to you." Thinking of the cool, self-righteous and proud little Zheng, he couldn't help but also smiled slightly.

"Even the cold temper, the stinky pride." Xu Nuo added in his heart, but he didn't say it out of it.

"My son, of course he looks like me." Gu Zixi smiled even more, his eyes were full of pride and doting, and he couldn't hide it.Or, he didn't want to hide it at all.

Seeing Gu Zixi, a man who is cunning and ruthless in the mall, and cold and serious at work, when he mentioned his four-year-old son, with such a soft and tender appearance, Xu Nuo couldn't help but feel a little distracted——Son, you can really Melts any hard heart.

Such a deep miss for the baby, compared with Gu Zixi's natural tenderness and pampering, seems so weak and powerless - without the opportunity to participate in his growth, where is the qualification to miss?How can I experience the hardships and joys of a small life growing up all the way.

"I think you should be a good father." Xu Nuo said softly.

"Hehe, you are still young and don't understand these things. When you have children in the future, you will know that it is not a question of good or bad for children. It is that you don't know how to love them, which is the best for them." Like all fathers in the world, when it comes to children, Gu Zixi obviously talks more.

"En." Xu Nuo responded lightly, turned his eyes away from Gu Zixi's gentle face, looked at the blurry rain scene outside the car window, and felt a little sour in his heart - she was still young, but she was just like him , also has a four-year-old child; he is a father who is proud of his child's growth, but she is a mother who doesn't understand anything.

Baby I'm sorry.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." When Gu Zixi and Xu Nuo got off the elevator, they saw the designer Wu Jing standing at the door with a big bag and an umbrella.

"No, no, I just came here for a while." Wu Jing hurriedly stepped aside to let Gu Zixi open the door conveniently. When she saw the promise that her clothes were soaked and stuck to her body, she couldn't help but take a second look.

She is much younger than the president's wife seen in the news, and her temperament is completely different.

But there is a vague resemblance to that child—especially those eyes, which are the same deep and dark, and bright and agile like black grapes.

The relationship between her and Mr. Gu is not simple!
"Miss Wu sit down first, we'll come over after taking a shower and changing clothes." Seeing Wu Jing staring at Xu Nuo, Gu Zixi couldn't help frowning.

"Okay, please." Wu Jing realized her impoliteness, and quickly looked away from Xu Nuo's face, with a mischievous smile on her mouth.

It's just that after listening to Gu Zixi's words, I became even more skeptical about the relationship between them - "We" and "take a shower", my God, this is not suspicion at all, but confirmation, only those who are as close as husband and wife Such words are only used in the relationship between men and women.

I heard from Baoyi that the president's wife is not in good health, and the president seldom goes home these years.As for Gu Zixi, a normal big man, there has never been any scandal in these years, which seems a little abnormal.

"So, she should be Mr. Gu's secret lover?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't Baoyi's worries be in vain?"

Wu Jing lowered her head and flipped through the blueprints casually, but her head was full of charming reverie—it wasn't that she was fond of wild thoughts, Gu Zixi's words were really too intimate and ambiguous.

"Well, Mr. Gu, I..." Xu Nuo gently broke free from Gu Zixi's hand, and looked at Wu Jing who seemed to be clear and deliberately silent, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

"I'll get you some clothes. Pay attention to the wounds on your body." Gu Zixi looked down at the gauze that had been half-unwrapped in her hands after being drenched by the rain, and her brows frowned even tighter.

"You? Alright, thank you." The dull pain in the palm made Xu Nuo no longer refuse Gu Zixi's arrangement—similarly, he also had injuries on his body, and it was indeed not the right time for this rain.

After Gu Zixi took the clothes, she quickly walked into the bathroom of the guest room—although the two of them let go of their prejudices and stopped confronting each other, she still felt a little embarrassed because of their familiarity.

Probably married people are so informal, Xu Nuo thought so, patted his face in the mirror, relieved the embarrassment on his face, felt a faint pain in the palm of his hand, hurriedly untied the gauze, and after absorbing the water with a towel , took a quick shower.

After the small wound on the body was blotted dry with a towel, it was fine except for some slight redness and swelling. However, the stitch wound on the hand, after treatment, was still white after the blisters, and there was a long winding strip in the Palm, very scary.

Subconsciously, she reached out to caress the centipede-like scar on her abdomen, feeling bitter and astringent in her heart—if the people in the office knew that she had given birth to a child, the rumors would be even worse; if Morian knew that she had such A scar, will you still be obsessed with this unresponsive relationship?
"Xuannuo, the hair dryer is in the second drawer of the bathroom." Gu Zixi's elegant and honest voice approached from a distance, causing Xunuo to withdraw her hand from her stomach - she said that she still has a future , Indulging in memories, not daring to love, is this the future she once wanted?
In the end, dare not?Still don't want to?
In the end, are you escaping?Are you still looking forward to that promise?
"Promise?" Gu Zixi's voice was right at the door.

"I see, thank you." Xu Nuo hastily responded - in such a private mind, with someone by his side, it seems that this mind has been spied on, making people flustered and uneasy.

"How's the wound?" Gu Zixi seemed a little worried about her slow answer.

"It's okay, thank you for helping me prepare some medicine to collect water." The concern of strangers seems to be able to more easily arouse the weakness and touch in human nature, promise to feel a little warmth in the anxiety, and the voice of the voice is also With a hint of dullness, it sounds a different kind of sensibility.

(End of this chapter)