"It's okay... it's just a very common thing to throw a plate."

This is also the relationship between Gao and his distracted moment just now. In his past life, he has done this aftermath of throwing dishes once or twice.

It was precisely because of this. He almost subconsciously thought that the other girl was sitting on the sofa, holding her ankle by him, and obediently letting her do it.

"Only when you are injured, Gao Tong will be more at ease..."

When she thought of the awkward expression of "it was obviously painful but she must show nonchalance" when her sister was injured, a smile appeared inadvertently on the corner of Gao He's mouth.

I wonder, is she still running barefoot on the floor every day?

At least this time I get hurt again, I will never be able to find the bandaid wherever I put it?

Speaking of which, my parents are often away from home because of work. Now, even as my brother, he has moved out of the house. If he only leaves Gao Tong alone, it is really uneasy...

only……

Thinking of the inexplicable words from my sister a few days ago, Gao He's heart became inexplicably upset.

"Anyway, Charolo will take a little rest and leave the rest to me."

"Why?"

Gao He's words came very suddenly - in fact, Charolo was raising appropriate words at this time, wanting Mr. Gao He to let go of her little feet.

Although it is very warm and comfortable to be held by the big hand,... I always feel that my body becomes strange because of this.

When Gao He said this and got up to the kitchen to clean up the mess, the air touched the ankles that were originally wrapped in warm palms, which made her heart suddenly feel lost.

"Charlotol...you have to work harder!"

The girl blamed herself angrily.

Ye Zhixian had clearly told her before that today was a night when two people lived alone, created specifically for her. It would be a pity if they were wasted like this.

"Yes...right! Plan!"

Charolo suddenly remembered that after learning the news in the afternoon, she had never been alone with the man she liked, and specially asked Ye Zhixian to prepare a plan for her.

Now, the well-folded plan was placed in her shorts pocket - Ye Zhixian said that she could only open it when she left.

Listening with his ears, after confirming Mr. Gao's clamor for cleaning the fragments of the dishes, Charolo carefully poked his finger into his pocket.

When she touched the paper, her uneasy heart suddenly became calmer.

"It should be possible to watch it now?"

As she carefully took out the plan, Gao He from the kitchen suddenly walked out with a dustpan.

"By the way, Charolo, did Ye Zhixian say when will she be back?"

"Why?!"

The girl who was startled by Gao He loosened her fingers. Before she could read the plan that had just been unfolded, she had already fallen to Gao He's feet.

"What's this?"

"Please... please don't look!"

Although he gave a warning immediately, Charolo's words were still too late.

I bent down to pick up Gao He of this piece of paper, and I saw the gorgeous and intellectual neat handwriting on it at the first time--

After taking a shower, I took off my clothes and lay down on Mr. Gao’s bed.

When he saw what was written above, Gao He's expression immediately became stiff.

Next, Charolo, who didn't even care about wearing slippers, rushed to him and snatched her precious plan.

However, when the girl nervously held the plan in front of her, the next second, her face suddenly turned red.

"Mr. Gao He is really... it's really... it's too much!"

"Bang!"

Charolo, who ran back to the room with his face covered, closed the door fiercely and left Gao and his person in the living room.

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