Gu Qingzhou stayed in the company's mansion for lunch.

The garden house of the company's mansion houses the two younger brothers of the governor, as well as their families, full of children and grandchildren.

The old lady kept Gu Qingzhou for dinner, fearing that Gu Qingzhou would be restrained, she didn't ask anyone else to accompany her, only the old lady herself.

Later, Si Xingpei came, and the old lady temporarily asked the maid to add a pair of tableware to Si Xingpei.

The sun shines brightly, and the broken golden rays of light pass through the horned branches of the locust tree in the distance, casting mottled and sparse shadows on the ground.

Gu Qingzhou couldn't feel the warmth of the scorching sun, she slowly pulled the rice, every grain was like a sting in her throat.

After the old lady recovered from her illness, she was always in a good mood. She was in a better mood when she saw her most beloved grandson. She didn't pay close attention to Gu Qingzhou's demeanor.

The old lady also chatted and laughed with Si Xingpei while eating, completely disregarding the ancient adage of "sleep without talking, eat without speaking".

Si Xingpei accompanies the old lady, but out of the corner of the eye glances at Gu Qingzhou, who is sitting opposite, which is meaningful.

His slender, strong legs touched Qingzhou's feet under the table.

Gu Qingzhou was startled and stood up suddenly, a bowl of soup splashed all over his hands.

"What's wrong?" The old lady was also taken aback by her.

Gu Qingzhou's lips were pale, and his eyes were erratic: "This soup is so hot..."

She was still holding the bowl in her hand and put it down in embarrassment, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's a little hot, be careful." The old lady smiled, "Is it not hot?"

"No." Gu Qingzhou shook his head.

The soup on her hand was oily and greasy, so she followed the maid to wash her hands.

Gu Qingzhou took the fragrant pancreas handed over by the maid, rubbed his hands slowly and waited for the hour, thinking about how to sneak, but didn't want to go out.

Si Xingpei actually hooked her with his feet under the table, it's really... so unscrupulous!

Gu Qingzhou wanted to cry without tears.

When he returned to the dining room, Si Xingpei looked at her with a sly light flowing from the corner of his eyes, like a hungry wolf playing with his prey.

Gu Qingzhou's heart was lifted.

She is only sixteen.

A 16-year-old girl, even if she pretends to be calm, will find it difficult to contain her inner fear in the face of the real **** torture. This kind of fear is not brought about by being hungry, beating, or scolding, it is the shock of the soul.

For the first time, Gu Qingzhou knew she was afraid, she was really afraid of this person.

Si Xingpei was born handsome and extraordinary, and his messy body did not hide his brilliance, and his bearing was aggressive.

But in Gu Qingzhou's heart, he is a devil. He skinned a man alive, and while the man was still twitching and struggling, he pinned the **** man on a stake with his own hands.

Gu Qingzhou couldn't think about it, those pictures were a nightmare to think about.

Everyone has their own fears. Gu Qingzhou was afraid of blood, and the shadow Si Xingpei gave her was enough to make her tremble.

"...Qingzhou is a good boy. Even if Mu'er's marriage is set, he will get married when he returns to China the year after." After the meal, the old lady and Si Xingpei went home, "When will you marry a wife? , give me a big fat great-grandson?"

The old lady added, "If it weren't for the light boat this time, your grandmother would probably die. I'm a person who is half buried in the soil after a day passes, and I'm looking forward to your starting a family."

Si Xingpei just smiled.

The old lady started talking, and she was really worried about Si Xingpei, and asked again, "You don't have a favorite?"

"Didn't I say that I want to marry a real aristocratic lady, and the president's daughter is the best." Si Xingpei smiled, "Who else is worthy of me?"

What a big breath.

Gu Qingzhou buried his head lower.

"But the president doesn't have a daughter!" The old lady frowned and hit him lightly on the hand, "You are too rambunctious."

"Then the vice president's daughter." Si Xingpei chuckled, "It must be of noble birth and beautiful appearance!"

The old lady was amused by him.

"You, your heart is too wild, you just don't want to start a family, and your grandmother can't control you." The old lady smiled.

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Qingzhou felt like sitting on pins and needles, and could finally get up and say goodbye.

"Old lady, I'll go back first and see you another day." Gu Qingzhou said.

The old lady didn't leave her, she called the maid to prepare the car, and sent Gu Qingzhou back.

"Grandmother, I'll take Miss Gu off." Si Xingpei stood up, "I don't know grandmother's condition yet, so I just asked on the way, if there are any taboos in the future."

The old lady didn't think much about it, and said, "Alright, you can send the light boat, and it will be a family in the future."

After leaving the old lady's house, Gu Qingzhou trotted almost all the way, wanting to get rid of this person quickly, and went to the door of the company's mansion and called a rickshaw back.

Si Xingpei has slender legs and walks casually, and he can keep up with Gu Qingzhou's trot.

He didn't speak, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and there was a faint smile in the corners of his eyes.

At the gate, Gu Qingzhou looked around and found that there was no rickshaw. When he was in a hurry, Si Xingpei had already grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing!" Gu Qingzhou struggled, "Let go of me!"

She was not as strong as Si Xingpei, who had already pushed her into the passenger seat of his Austin car.

Si Xingpei drove by himself, and was silent along the way. He drove out of the company's mansion for about ten minutes. He stopped the car beside a secluded carriage.

This road is full of French plane trees, which stretches endlessly. The treetops in the twelfth lunar month are not decorated with leaves, and they bathe in the sun alone.

Gu Qingzhou's back was tense, and his hands were clenched tightly.

But Si Xingpei hugged her and let her sit on his lap.

Breathing clear, he leaned on her face and asked, "My little thief, you will become my brother's fiancée after not seeing you for a few days? Didn't you say before that you want to be my trick girl?"

Gu Qingzhou ducked back, accidentally pressed the steering wheel horn, and the car screeched loudly.

The sporadic pedestrians looked sideways and looked at the car, Gu Qingzhou's face was pale for a moment.

If anyone sees this....

Gu Qingzhou calmed down, took a breath, and tried to calm himself down: "I have been your brother's fiancee since I was a child. If you still have a relationship, let me go!"

Si Xingpei leaned against her neck, sniffed lightly, and smiled: "I kissed you, you are my woman! I don't agree, my woman will not marry anyone, nor will she be anyone. fiancee!"

Gu Qingzhou took a deep breath.

He had kissed her, not only kissed her, but also touched her whole body.

But at that time, Gu Qingzhou was so frightened that she couldn't remember what it was like to kiss. She only remembered the bloodless face with no skin.

He touched her more than once. On the train, he stripped her shirt off and made her close to his skin. She still remembers the wetness on his body and the heat of his skin.

Gu Qingzhou sank in his heart, and his voice was cold and sharp: "Don't you want to marry a woman with a distinguished status and a beautiful face? I am neither honorable nor beautiful."

Si Xingpei laughed.

His lips, almost touching hers, brushed lightly: "I said that is the wife. What, do you want to be my wife?"

Gu Qingzhou was embarrassed, embarrassed and embarrassed, and wished he could dig a hole and get in.

She exalted herself too much, and Young Marshal Si said his woman, not his wife.

How many women he has!

"What's so good about a real wife, it's just a decoration! I've never heard that a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as stealing?" Si Xingpei chuckled, "If you really marry my brother, I will still steal you!"

After he said that, he held her head with both hands and kissed her lips deeply.