The real daughter is too domineering, the boss becomes a delicate husband in seconds

Qiao Zhixia pinched his fingers and said, "If I can't remember the past, will you feel a little regretful?"

"No, it's enough for me to remember." After getting along with each other, Gu Jinhan knew the Xia Xia in that memory very well. She was really only attracted to him because of his appearance. At that time, he was just a landscape in her wanton life, and she would not stop because of him.

Now, he has the ability to stand shoulder to shoulder with her, and she and he are destined to be together for life.

So cherish the present and move towards the future together.

Qiao Zhixia turned the chair sideways, supported herself with both hands and trapped Gu Jinhan inside it. She bent down and her long black hair fell on his white home sweater, forming a sharp contrast.

Gu Jinhan grabbed the chair, his eyelashes trembling slightly as the hot breath approached.

"Ajin, kiss me." Seeing the man like this, Qiao Zhixia said seductively in a soft voice.

The blush spread from her ears to her cheeks, and the man reminded her tremblingly: "First...close the door."

A female voice whispered in his ear: "No need to close the door, tell me which room is yours? I've already visited the study, I want to go take a look at your room, Jin."

Just talking about touring the room in this state, it is clear what you are thinking.

But... I can only tell the truth!

"Go back to the second room on the right, I..."

Before Gu Jinhan could finish what he was saying, his body was lifted into the air and Qiao Zhixia picked him up and carried him out.

"I...I can walk by myself." How does it feel to be carried at home?

"Dad and Mom are giving us space, they won't see us." Qiao Zhixia walked out of the study room as steady as a rock, holding a grown man in her arms. Just by turning around, her sight met with two heads at the stairs. There were only two heads exposed on the ground, and their bodies were blocked. This sudden eye contact made both parties a little embarrassed.

Qiao Zhixia relaxed at Gu's house and didn't notice that Ms. Song and the others came over secretly to take a look.

Because Gu Jinhan was being held by him, she was a little slow to notice. She only realized that he suddenly didn't leave, so she followed his line of sight. Both of them fell into the awkward situation of being caught.

If there was a hole, Gu Jinhan would probably be the first one who wanted to crawl into it. Three of the four people were panicking, and the remaining one was still as calm as a dog: "Mom and Dad, have you forgotten something again?"

Qiao Zhixia gave the old couple a way out, without loosening her arms around the person. Gu Jinhan stiffened his body and finally turned his head away, thinking that if he didn't see it, then it was the same as if he didn't see it!

I have never been so socially frustrated!

There was a little distance between the two sides, but it was completely possible to see clearly the long person being held horizontally.

Song Shuangxue looked at her son. She never expected that her icy son would be carried like a princess by his wife.

The shy look of the young man was already very eye-opening. This 1.9-meter-tall guy was actually being hugged by Xia Xia.

Oh my goodness, why does her son have such a style? It’s really unbearable to look at.

Song Shuangxue never expected that a woman could hug a man, and hold such a long piece of cloth, without getting red in the face or out of breath. It's really... great strength, I admire it!

With this overwhelming power, Song Shuangxue felt that she couldn't help but be moved, and she also wanted Xia Xia to hug her.

Song Shuangxue glared at Old Gu fiercely, then stood up and walked a few steps from the stairs, hesitatingly saying, "Um...um, his father and I just...just...want to go upstairs to get something, get something."

She poked Gu Yunbo with her elbow, and Gu Yunbo coughed twice pretendingly: "That's what your mother meant. Well...you two keep busy. Your mother and I are going out to buy some things."

Without waiting for Qiao Zhixia and the others to answer, the old couple quickly slipped away.

I could still hear Ms. Song coming downstairs saying, "Old Gu, how about you come and let me try it? See what it feels like?"

"Wife, let's not do it. Be careful not to hurt your waist. And you have to trust your husband. I am definitely better than our son. Let me do it!"

Gu Jinhan, who felt so defeated by the implication, wanted to get out of Qiao Zhixia's arms, but Qiao Zhixia held him tighter.

"Be good, don't move. It will be even more embarrassing if you fall later. Don't be shy. You won't be embarrassed. Your parents will be so jealous that they can't wait to see you."

In the end, the big man was no match for the tough woman and was carried back to the room. This time, without Gu Jinhan's reminder, Qiao Zhixia closed the door with her heel, then put Gu Jinhan down and locked it.

"..." Even in broad daylight at home, Gu Jinhan always felt that his behavior was too outrageous.

While Gu Jinhan was thinking crookedly, Qiao Zhixia didn't really pounce on him. Instead, she carefully observed the room where this man had lived since he was a child.

The study is almost the same as the study in Linhai, but the style of the bedroom is quite different from the furnishings in Junhua Garden in Linhai. As Linhai is not a frequently used residence, the furnishings in the rooms are much simpler, but now there are many more things on display in this bedroom.

But whether it is the study or the bedroom, they are all very tidy. This person likes to be alone in his private territory, and he must do the tidying himself. It can be seen that he is not showing off in front of you, but he has a good self-cultivation.

There was a photo frame on the bedside table, containing a photo of her and him. It was a photo taken on her birthday, and he had it printed and framed.

At the back of the album is a pot of big red flowers. This is not a fresh bouquet, nor is it made of plastic. Instead, it is made of crumpled paper, probably like the little red flowers at a kindergarten award ceremony.

Little red flower. Qiao Zhixia's eyes lit up: "Ah Jin, is this the rose you made?"

Gu Jinhan did not deny: "Will it be a bit ugly?"

"It's not ugly. You can recognize it at a glance." Ever since she knew that she had called herself the Red Rose of Qujiang in front of Ajin and Ajin surrendered because she gave her a red rose, she would not be so stupid as to guess that the little red flower was the little red flower.

Sure enough, the man's eyebrows and eyes relaxed visibly, "Xia Xia, your clothes are in the closet on the right."

Only then did Qiao Zhixia open the closet, and indeed, it was filled with rows of women's clothing in her size. There was no need for her to prepare anything, as she was already in the house.

Qiao Zhixia took a careful look and found women's shoes on the slipper rack next to the bathroom. There were also toothpaste, toothbrushes, towels, and bath towels inside, all for two people: "When did you prepare this?" She didn't realize that someone had prepared so much.

"The day after I got my marriage certificate, I went back home from work."

Qiao Zhixia spun the man around and half-pressed him on the small platform next to the bathtub. She hooked his chin with one hand and pressed his thin lips with the other: "Ajin, you really make it harder and harder for me to let you go." How could this man consider the details so well.