Is it because he has too much conservatism and etiquette in his bones, so that when he holds her hand and says that to her, he still calls her Miss Gu.
Huo Chenchen felt that he was so wrong, no wonder she was angry, and even cried because of him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize this problem. I might just get used to it subconsciously." Huo Chenchen's tone was sincere.
"It's up to you, I think sometimes people's subconscious will obey people's hearts. In your heart, I am Miss Gu. You can continue to call me that." Gu Yan said deliberately.
"No, you misunderstood me, I'm just used to it." I'm used to my words and deeds conforming to etiquette, and I'm used to maintaining respect for others at all times. Huo Chenchen thought about this: "Miss Gu, I—"
Hearing this "Miss Gu" again, Gu Yan suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and after she couldn't laugh or cry, she was really angry.
How could this person do this!
She gritted her teeth and said loudly: "Mr. Huo, it's getting late, I'm going to rest, please don't disturb my rest!"
That Mr. Huo bites really loudly and loudly.
Of course, Huo Chenchen immediately realized that he was wrong again, and he even called her Miss Gu while explaining.
This was the first time in his life that he was so embarrassed in front of a woman, and it was also the first time in his life that he realized that he could be so stupid.
Huo Jinchen said anxiously, "Don't go!"
Gu Yan heard the tension in the voice of the man outside, and the anger just now disappeared.
After all, he has always been calm before, and he has never been like this before.
He still cares about himself.
Gu Yan was in a good mood immediately, and the corners of her lips were curled up, but she didn't make a sound, she waited to see what he had to say.
However, Huo Jinchen's thin lips opened and closed again, and he found that he didn't know what to call Gu Yuan.
She is his son's mother. He had always called her Miss Gu before, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.
What should it be called now
This is really a strange experience for Huo Jinchen. Except for the relatives in the family, the women he comes into contact with only have "surname + position", "surname + miss" and "English name" at work, nothing else.
Huo Jinchen stood there thinking, and finally thought of it, and tentatively said, "Then can I call you Yuan Yuan?"
When the word "Yuan Yuan" was uttered in his mouth, Huo Jinchen turned red from his cheeks to the roots of his ears to his neck, as if these two words were hot.
Gu Yan, who was inside the door, pressed against the glass door, his face was red and his ears were hot. He pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, and said in a low voice: "It's silly to call this, but it's up to you."
When Huo Jinchen heard the phrase "It's up to you", his voice was soft and crisp, and for a moment he felt that his heart was resonating with it, and beat a few more times.
The meteor has long since passed away, and the wind in the desert is blowing dryly and coldly, but his heart is burning with hot flames. For a moment, he even feels that his body will be reduced to ashes like a shooting star for this momentary throbbing .
Huo Jinchen clung to the door and called out in a low voice, "Yuan Yuan."
Gu Yuan inside the door was full of elation, but he tried his best to restrain himself, not saying a word, even breathing heavily for fear of being discovered by him outside.
Huo Jinchen: "Yuan Yuan."
Gu Yuan took a deep breath to calm himself down, calm down, and calm down again.
Huo Jinchen: "Yuan Yuan."
Gu Yan looked up and sighed, but still remained silent.
Huo Jinchen: "Yuan Yuan."
Gu Yan finally couldn't help it: "Huh?"
Huo Jinchen was silent for a while when he heard the low echo, pursing his lips and chuckling.
Her echo was like a gust of wind, which warmed his heart.
He whispered: "It's nothing, I just want to practice calling your name."
…
After all, Gu Yuan didn't open the door that night, she didn't know how to face Huo Jinchen.
For her, Huo Jinchen has always been the distant and noble "father of one of the sons". One name is Mr. Huo and the other is Miss Gu. It is obvious that they have a blood relationship with each other, but in fact the two are unfamiliar, never familiar.
To her, that person was like a western nobleman, and she had to sit upright in front of him, and she was too embarrassed to even slack off.
Now, he guarded her door almost devoutly, calling her name with such intimate words over and over again.
This is a strange experience, when a man who is so far away and noble is suddenly so close to her, so close that she can feel the temperature of his fingertips, it is as if ice and fire blend in an instant, She was apprehensive and fearful, but at the same time felt sweet anticipation. This extremely strong feeling attacked her and involved her, as if she was struck by lightning, her heart was trembling.
Thinking is already incompetent, and escape has become the most instinctive reaction.
Lying on the bed at night, she was almost sleepless all night, and her mind kept thinking about the voice of him calling her name over and over again outside the door, such a cold tone, with a slightly trembling magnetism because of the different emotions mixed in, It was transmitted into Gu Yuan's ears in the night, and echoed into Gu Yuan's heart, making the softest part of Gu Yuan's heart tremble uncontrollably.
On the second day, Gu Yan was naturally a little tired, his head was dazed, and he felt that he had no strength in his body, but he still tried his best to get up, and he put on makeup and put on a beautiful skirt diligently.
After putting it on, I looked in the mirror. The dark green skirt made the skin white and the neck was slender, the left shoulder showed a beautiful line, the red lips were slightly charming, and the eyes were as clear as spring, very beautiful.
She looked so embarrassed.
Is this too obvious
But in the end, he didn't change it again, so he bit the bullet and went downstairs to prepare for breakfast.
As soon as he went out, he saw his son Nie Yu.
Nie Yu suddenly saw Gu Yan, blinked his eyes, and then stretched out his hand mischievously: "This beautiful lady, may I have the honor to have breakfast with you?"
Gu Yan suppressed a smile and said deliberately: "I'm not interested."
Nie Yu: "You actually rejected me, Mr. Nie? Since you don't want to drink a toast, I won't be polite."
As he said that, he rushed over and hugged Gu Yan, and then yelled: "Mom is beautiful today, I was fascinated by it, if you weren't my mother, I must have fallen in love with you."
Gu Yan laughed out loud: "Come on less! I don't believe it!"
Nie Yu restrained her smile: "I'm serious, my mother is so beautiful, it seems that I, the flower protector, must work hard. Let's go, I will have breakfast with you."
While talking, Nie Yu hugged Gu Yuan's shoulders lovingly, and took Gu Yuan to the restaurant.
Gu Yan originally thought that he was going to see Huo Jinchen, but he was not sure, and was afraid that he would be flustered. Now that his son was there, he suddenly felt as if he had something to rely on, so he let Nie Yu hug him and went to the restaurant.
When I walked to the restaurant, I happened to see the third prince Muqtada and Huo Jinchen walking together.
The two were obviously talking about things, talking and laughing. When Prince Muqtada saw Gu Yan, he shouted in amazement: "Beautiful, so beautiful! Look, Jinchen, Miss Gu is very beautiful today."
When Gu Yuan looked over, Huo Jinchen also happened to look up, and when his eyes met, Gu Yuan's eyes quickly moved away.
From the corner of her eyes, Huo Jinchen's footsteps seemed to have paused, and then his gaze stayed on her shoulder for a long time before he and Muqtada came over to say hello to Nie Yu.
"Where's Mr. Jiang?" Huo Jinchen asked Jiang Yinfeng after saying a few words casually.
"I asked. He didn't sleep last night and is now making up for sleep. When he wakes up, let's go back to China."
"That's fine." Huo Chenchen didn't have any objections, and the group went to the restaurant for dinner together.
Breakfast was a buffet, and Nie Yu went to pick it up, but Gu Yan was happy and relaxed, sitting there waiting, and at this moment, a person sat across from her.
When she looked up, it was Huo Jinchen, with a pair of black eyes fixed on her.
Before, she only thought his eyes were cold and misty, but now she felt that it was an abyss, one could suck people into it just by looking at it.
She didn't dare to look any more, but when she lowered her head, her heart beat faster, her face was red and her ears were hot.
Who knew that at this time, his voice sounded: "You look good today."
She squeezed the knife and fork in her hand and said in a low voice, "Thank you. By the way, where is Prince Muqtada?"
Huo Chenchen: "He's gone to work on his business."
Of course he would not say that Prince Muqtada was plotting to help him pull Nie Yu away.
He stared at the less obvious dark circles under her eyes: "did you sleep well last night?"
Gu Yan remembered that he hadn't slept all night, it was too embarrassing, bit his lips and said: "It's good, I fell asleep soon."
Huo Chenchen: "Oh, me too, I fell asleep when I got back."
Gu Yan: "Yes, I slept soundly—"
Saying this, she yawned gorgeously.
Huo Jinchen looked over. The young girl was wearing a lake green retro dress. The velvet material looked delicate and wrapped around her narrow shoulders like a layer of skin, revealing the mysterious and charming whiteness on her exquisite shoulders.
When she couldn't help but lazily yawned, with delicate lips and innocent eyes, she raised her hand to cover her mouth carefully, but because of this movement, a strand of hair was pulled mischievously on the delicate white skin The collarbone swayed slightly, causing people's eyes to fall there and look again and again.
This was the girl who had tormented him all night in his dream.
Huo Jinchen's jawline was tense, he stared at Gu Yan, and asked in a low voice, "Sleepy?"
Gu Yan felt guilty: "Maybe I haven't adjusted the jet lag yet."
Huo Chenchen: "After dinner, go back and rest, you can still sleep on the plane."
Gu Yuan: "Well..."
And not far away, Nie Yu stared at Huo Jinchen, grinding his back molars.
That woman in the green dress who is so beautiful is his mother, please don't look at his mother with that look, okay
Hehe, didn't he know that when Huo Jinchen and the third prince Muqtada walked over just now, he looked at his mother's eyes like, tsk tsk tsk, as if this was his woman!
Also, it's none of his business that Nie Yu is hugging his mother, why does he have that expression? Don't think he doesn't know, Huo Chenchen stared at his mother's shoulder for a long time!
What on earth is he going to do? !
Nie Yu sneered, carrying a huge plate, Shi Shiran walked over, put the plate in the middle, and sat beside his mother.
"Mom, this one should be more suitable for your taste. You can try it." As he said, Nie Yu thoughtfully forked the fried egg onto his mother's dinner plate.
"Thank you son, this is indeed more in line with the tastes of our Chinese people."
"Eat more, I'll accompany you for a walk around later, and we can go home when the fourth son wakes up."
"Yeah." Gu Yan lowered his head, his voice soft.
"In addition, the air conditioner in this restaurant seems to be a little cold."
While speaking, Nie Yu took off his suit jacket neatly, and put it on Gu Yan without any explanation, covering the half-exposed snow-white shaved shoulders directly, and he also helped her fasten the buttons, including the clavicle. Cover it tightly.
Gu Yan, who was wrapped in the man's loose suit, only showed his head: "... I'm not cold."
Nie Yu raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Mom, put on your clothes, I think you will be cold."
There is a kind of coldness in this world called: Your son thinks you are cold.
Gu Yuan: "...Okay."
Nie Yu was very satisfied with his mother's answer. He raised his eyes, narrowed his light brown eyes, and looked provocatively at Huo Chenchen opposite.
Want to hook up with my mom? Hehehe.
Huo Jinchen glanced at him indifferently, then ignored him.
Occasionally, his eyes glanced at the woman opposite her who was tightly protected by her son. Huo Chenchen's hand holding the table knife was slightly white due to the force.