Chapter 259 I am very good 13


Chapter 259 I am very good 13

Seeing this, Mother Gu was a little embarrassed.

She looked at Qing Wu apologetically: "I'm so sorry. Maybe Ayan is used to riding in this car. How about... let's go to the one at the back?"

Qingwu smiled and shook his head: "No need."

After a pause, she said: "Auntie, could you please move inside?"

"Huh? Okay."

Although Mrs. Gu was confused, she still moved inside.

Qingwu also moved inside to make a space, then looked at the young man standing quietly outside the car, and asked quietly: "Do you want to come up?"

Gu Ziyan looked at her blankly and made no move.

She waved to him, "Come up."

The boy's eyes brightened slightly.

Looking at the girl's jade-white fingers, he tentatively stretched out his hand and carefully touched her palm.

Seeing that she didn't take back her hand or look disgusted, he held her hand with confidence, a faint smile of satisfaction appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mother Gu, who was staying inside the car, was shocked.

Ayan, smiled?

As his mother, she had never seen him smile.

She always thought her son had facial paralysis...

After pulling the person into the car and sitting there, Qing Wu ruthlessly pulled out his hand, as if he had kidnapped a child but didn't want him.

Gu Ziyan was stunned, lowered his eyelids in despair, and his black feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly.

The car is very spacious, and three people sitting side by side will not feel crowded, but there will always be physical contact.

After the car started, Mother Gu regained consciousness.

She turned her head, bent down slightly, and looked at the distance between her son and the little girl in surprise, a little unbelievable.

After calming down her excitement, she took one of the girl's hands affectionately and held it gently in her palm.

"My child, your name is Mo Qingwu, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, Xiao Wu, don't be nervous, Auntie doesn't mean any harm."

Feeling Gu's mother's excited and trembling hands, Qingwu was silent for a second, "I'm not nervous."

"That's good, that's good..." Gu's mother suddenly didn't know what to say because she was afraid of disturbing him because Gu Ziyan was there.

From time to time, she glanced at the two young people beside her and couldn't help but smile like a mother.

Finally there is someone who can influence Ayan.

This is a good thing for their Gu family.

Thinking of this, Mother Gu patted the back of the girl's hand happily.

The next second, she caught a glimpse of Ayan staring straight at her... hand, with a slight frown between her beautiful brows.

Um?

What's going on with this jealous and jealous look?

Mother Gu smiled sarcastically, unconsciously let go of the girl's hand, and sat down dignifiedly and elegantly.

Seeing her reaction, Qing Wu turned to look at Gu Ziyan beside him in confusion.

Seeing where his gaze was, she seemed to understand something and her mouth twitched slightly.

Raising her hand and waving it in front of him, she guessed what he was thinking: "Do you want to hold him?"

The young man didn't seem to have come to his senses, but after hearing her words, he moved faster than his brain and nodded dully.

"If you say 'you want to hold me', I will hold it for you," Qing Wu guided him with a smile.

He is autistic and not mute. It is not good for him to remain silent all the time.

When Mama Gu on the side heard this, her eyes lit up and her face was filled with anticipation.

Gu Ziyan looked at the dangling fingers in front of him, and his eyes moved accordingly. He raised his hand to grab it, but the girl retracted her hand and put it behind her back.

Her sweet voice reached her ears clearly, "You said 'you want to hold me', otherwise it won't work."

He couldn't help but puff up his baby-fat cheeks and pursed his lips slightly.

Seeing this, Qingwu stretched out his hand and kept trying: "Say 'I want to hold you'."

"I want to..." The young man slowly opened his lips and barely escaped a word from his lips and teeth.

"Huh? No, there is one more word."

Gu Ziyan pursed her red lips and spoke again: "I want to hold you..."

He hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was sweet, as if he was coquettishly speaking.

(End of chapter)

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