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The moment the door was opened, Qiaoqiao's blurred eyes suddenly opened wide.
The whole room was filled with flickering candlelight.
She stared blankly at the burning candles on the floor, then slowly took her steps, walking along the most important and spacious path paved with candles and covered with rose petals, in the living room. In the most empty area, candles were surrounded by a heart shape. When Qiao Qiao reached the heart, there was no way to go. She turned her head and wanted to turn back, but was blocked by Gu Anchen who followed her.
Qiao Qiao rubbed her eyes. Gu Anchen held the gift she had forgotten in the car in his hand, handed it to her again, coaxed in a low voice, and said, "Open it, Qiaoer."
Qiaoqiao took the box and opened it slowly. There was a sapphire brooch lying inside. Qiaoqiao picked up the brooch and looked around curiously. Finally, she couldn't speak clearly and said, "Look at it."
Gu Anchen smiled lowly and said to her, "It's a birthday gift for you."
Qiaoqiao tilted her head and stared at him, her big eyes flickering, "For me?"
Gu Anchen took the brooch from her hand, and while helping her put it on, he said to her: "Yes, here it is."
¡°My mother gave this to me, and only my wife can wear it.¡±
Qiaoqiao could not understand the meaning of his words now. She just lowered her head and stared at the brooch carefully, raised her hand to rub it, and said happily: "I like it."
Gu Anchen patted her head lovingly, "As long as you like her."
Qiaoqiao played with the brooch for a few seconds, then squatted down and stared at the burning candle with great interest.
Seeing how well-behaved she was, Gu Anchen leaned over and said to her, "Qiaoer, wait here, don't run around."
She agreed without raising her head, "Hoo."
Gu Anchen couldn't help but laugh when he heard her tongue-in-cheek reply to him. Then he stepped directly over the candle, walked out of the heart, and went to the kitchen to make milk powder for her. However, when his back was turned to her, he had Qiaoqiao, who was squatting on the ground, had already wandered along the candle path to the studio.
The door of the studio was open, and candles were spread on the floor inside. She walked in, sat in front of the drawing board, and relied on the inspiration that had just poured out in the car to draw lines on the drawing paper stroke by stroke.
When Gu Anchen turned around with the soaked milk powder, there was a little girl squatting and playing in the same place. He called her as he walked: "Qiaoer? Qiaoer?"
There was no one in her room, so Gu Anchen went to the studio. He stood at the door with a glass in his hand and stared at her for a long time, as if time had returned to the day when he first met her, and she also turned her back to him. Sitting in front of the drawing board to draw the wedding dress, the frightened look back at her made him remember it deeply.
Gu Anchen walked in slowly and came to her side. She seemed unaware and was still drawing her design drawings intently.
Gu Anchen couldn't bear to interrupt her, so he stayed with her until she stopped briefly in the middle and stared at the design in a daze. Then he leaned over slightly and coaxed her to drink the milk powder.
Halfway through the drink, Qiaoqiao turned her head and looked at him. There were still stains of milk powder on the edge of her lips. She asked him with a slightly dissatisfied tone: "Why do you always give me milk powder?"
Gu Anchen replied to her very gently: "Because it is nutritious."
Qiao Qiao said unhappily: "Children only drink milk powder." After saying that, she stared at her big eyes and asked seriously: "Do you treat me as a child?"
Gu Anchen laughed, "Yes, and no."
Qiao Qiao couldn't understand what he said, so Gu Anchen continued to feed her with the glass in hand, coaxing her while saying: "There are still a few mouthfuls left. After you finish drinking, continue drawing the design, be good."
Qiaoqiao raised her head and drank. When she swallowed the last mouthful, her lips were covered with softness. Qiaoqiao felt in a trance that her lips were gently licked by something warm and soft. The rush of blood made her feel vaguely excited, and her already dizzy head suddenly became even more dizzy.
After Gu Anchen kissed her, he raised his hand and patted the top of her hair, smiled lightly and said, "Continue painting."
Qiao Qiao, whose eyes were filled with water, nodded confusedly, turned his head and continued painting from where he stopped just now.
After Qiao Qiao finished painting, Gu Anchen picked her up and went to her room. He coaxed her patiently and said to her: "Qiao'er, go take a bath and then go to bed, okay?"
She nodded and smiled brightly at him, "Ho."
Gu Anchen was relieved after watching her enter the bathroom with his own eyes. He went back to the room to wash up. When he changed clothes and came back, Qiaoqiao was still in the bathroom and he heard something coming from inside.He walked over casually, smiled lightly, raised his hand and touched her head, and asked with concern: "Do you have a headache?"
Qiaoqiao blinked and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."
"That's good. It's time to get up and have breakfast."
Qiaoqiao responded to him very obediently: "Okay."
Gu Anchen leaned over and kissed her gently on the forehead, whispering to her softly: "Good morning, Qiaoer."
Qiao Qiao looked at him with wet eyes and said softly: "Good morning."
After he closed the door and went out, Qiao Qiao breathed a deep sigh of relief, and her tense body completely relaxed.
She lay on the bed for another moment. While she was glad that he didn't say anything about what happened last night, there was also an emotion in her heart that made her not feel very good.
She lifted up the quilt and stared at her bare, thin white legs. After a while, Qiao Qiao pursed her lips.
Even though he is dressed like this, he can still remain indifferent. Why does it seem like he has no desire for me?
It seems thatfrom the beginning, he treated himself like he was raising a child.
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Qiao Qiao looked down at her flat chest
No matter how tempting the clothes are, they become children's clothes when she wears them.
She slid out of bed with some frustration, opened the closet to get the clothes she wanted to change, and when her hand reached the bedside table, her fingertips touched something.
Qiao Qiao glanced sideways, and the words he said last night suddenly came out - my mother gave it to me, and only my wife can wear it.
Qiao Qiao held the brooch and rubbed the sapphire with her fingertips, his words echoing in her ears.
Only my wife can wear it.
my wife¡¡
Wife
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Are we the kind of people who always take advantage of others¡¯ danger?
of course not! ! !
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