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"Try it." Gu Mian didn't like having people around while eating, so she asked the waiter to go down and poured herself a glass of sake.

The faint aroma of plums evaporated in the confined space, Qiao Shuang squinted his eyes after taking a mouthful of eel rice, then took a sip of juice naturally and continued to eat.

"Is it delicious? Kid." A delicate female voice sounded, and a graceful woman in a black lace dress opened the door and walked in.

Qiao Shuang swallowed the food in his mouth, and watched with round eyes that she walked directly to the opposite side and sat down, leaning on Gu Mian's shoulder weakly and bonelessly, as if she couldn't sit still.

"Amian, is this the kid you're looking for? It's so cute." The woman touched her chin with an expression of interest, and the delicately drawn eyeliner made her a little more charming.

Gu Mian's expression remained unchanged, she picked up the wine glass on the table and turned it around, her tone was calm: "Whether you sit or not, and, don't bully her."

Although the words were accusations, they couldn't hear the slightest anger, which was completely meaningless.

The woman didn't look scared at all, she let go of her arms around Gu Mian's neck and put her hands on the table to hold her face, looked at Qiao Shuang who was a little dazed and said, "Hey baby, what's your name. "

Talking like a hooligan, Gu Mian reluctantly put down her chopsticks and explained, "Her name is Gu Yan, and she is my aunt."

"Ang, how are you, aunt? My name is Qiao Shuang." Qiao Shuang hurriedly put down her chopsticks to say hello, pursing her lips in a daze.

Gu Yan pouted and snorted at Gu Mian, stood up and sat directly opposite, put her arms around Qiao Shuang and acted like a baby: "Call me Yan Yan, baby, or you can call me sister."

"Don't take advantage of others." Gu Mian glanced at her, then turned her head and told Qiao Shuang, "Just call me Auntie, don't bother with her."

"Not cute at all!" Gu Yan murmured in a low voice, holding Qiao Shuang in her arms without letting go: "Looks like a doll, so cute, when do you plan to get married?"

"Well, auntie, let me go first." Qiaoshuang, who was attacked by the big breasts, felt a little suffocated. When she opened her eyes, she saw the snow-white skin. When she closed her eyes, she felt as if she was enjoying herself too much. There was nothing she could do for a while.

"Gu Yan."

Seeing her fiancée being "bullied" by others, Gu Mian lightly said a word to make a person who eats tofu relying on his status as an elder coerce to stop.

"Ahem, what, have you chosen the date of your wedding?" Gu Yan let go of the person in her arms, brushed her long hair and dared not look into Gu Mian's eyes.

Typical bullying.

"It has already been seen."

The messy long hair, the messy school uniform, the flushed face and the eyes covered with mist, I don't know what I thought was wronged.

If you don't coax her, she might cry.

"Do you want to sit by my side?" Gu Mian subconsciously asked.

"Ang?" Qiao Shuang, who was busy arranging her clothes with a flat mouth, was taken aback for a moment, looked at Gu Mian and then at Gu Yan who was sitting next to her, and silently moved over.

Compared to Gu Yan, it seems safer to sit next to Miss Gu.

"Amian is so stingy." Gu Yan stuck out her tongue and complained.

"Mother asked when you'll be coming home." Stretching out her hand to smooth Qiao Shuang's messy long hair to the front, Gu Mian talked about the purpose of coming this time.

It's one thing to communicate more with Qiao Shuang, and the other is to convey Mrs. Gu's words.

Hearing Mrs. Gu's name, the cynical Gu Yan rarely restrained the casualness on her face, and after thinking about it, she answered uncomfortably: "I have other things to do recently, I'm quite busy."

"Mother hopes to see you more, she wants to drink scented tea."

The words have come to this point, even if Gu Yan wants to escape, he can't pretend to be stupid, "I know, I will go back tomorrow."

The words have already been brought, and Gu Mian didn't urge her, at least to give people some time to grind their ass.

Not knowing what kind of charade the two of them were playing, Qiao Shuang shut his mouth and ate obediently without speaking.

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"Aunt, she just likes to joke, she is still very nice, don't worry about it."

Unexpectedly, Gu Mian was worried that she would be wronged, Qiao Shuang tilted her head and said, "No, aunt is very nice."

Although it's really not good to like to touch hands and feet, but when talking to herself, there is love in her eyes, which reminds her of a certain relative of hers, which is very warm.

"Yeah." Gu Mian is not good at saying soft words, but looking at the person sitting next to him who still likes to peek at his face, it feels necessary to say it again.

"I will give you time to adapt, and if you have your own arrangements or ideas, you can also speak up."

The lights in the car were a little dim, and Gu Mian's focused eyes seemed to be stained with a touch of softness, not the usual indifference.

The marriage has been decided, even if I have any opinions, I have no right to object.

The Patriarch of the Gu family didn't need to promise anything to himself, nor did he need to accommodate his mood.

But Gu Mian did just that.

Qiao Shuang stared fixedly at the person in front of him, relieved his nervousness, and asked softly with a smile on his face: "Then can you accompany me to buy crochet needles and wool tomorrow? I want to do handwork."

"Yes." Gu Mian agreed directly, lowered her head and took out a small bottle from her coat pocket and handed it over: "Here."

"What is this?" Qiao Shuang reached out to take it, light green liquid?