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101, rush to the manor to apply makeup powder

Qiao Ye leaned against the door and watched her put on her underwear step by step, "It's said that in ancient times, an emperor felt that his concubine was too beautiful and it would be a waste to have it all to himself, so he let her lie naked in the main hall and let the ministers

I spent a thousand pieces of gold to see it, so I have a jade body lying around."

She looked sideways and frowned: "Isn't this ridiculous? I thought it was appreciation between husband and wife."

With a smile in his voice, he said with appreciation: "Well, that's well said. Appreciation between husband and wife is absolutely necessary."

Xie Yunshu turned around suddenly and found that he had turned around and looked at him with interest.

She didn't know when he looked at her silently, and she became angry and said shyly: "You don't mean what you say, why are you peeking at me." As she said that, she quickly picked up her skirt to cover herself.

He walked closer to her step by step and said, "Didn't you just say appreciation between husband and wife? I am indeed appreciating it." As he said that, he put her down on the bed, half-siting down while she lay flat on her back.

She lay with her pillow on his lap and said with a wicked smile: "Hubby, if we keep making trouble like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to get to the manor until this afternoon."

After being reminded by her, Qiao Ye remembered that he had forgotten the time again, and hurriedly helped her get up and said, "Stop dressing up. This is good. Let's go out quickly."

But she turned over and left the bed, ran to her room, and objected: "No! It's the first time I'm meeting dad, so it has to be formal. You go drive first, and I'll take care of it."

He listened to her voice getting further and further away. He stood up helplessly and walked out of the bedroom. He stood by the stairs and said, "Be more appropriate. He won't like it after that."

Xie Yunshu clearly heard his suggestion in front of the dressing table, and her heart trembled. Is dad a picky person? Qiao Ye is as serious and cold as him? There is pressure!

Qiao Ye walked out of the house to the car, took out his cell phone and dialed the number of his father's secretary.

"Uncle Chen, has my dad gone for a walk?"

"Master, I haven't yet, I'm reading the newspaper."

"Okay, let him wait for a while, and I will take Xie Yunshu to see him."

"OK."

Secretary Chen put down the phone and said to Qiao Liancheng who was reading the newspaper on the sofa: "Master, the young master said that he will bring the young lady to see you later."

Qiao Liancheng looked away from the newspaper and said lightly: "It's rare that he has a heart."

Qiao Ye heard a door closing and her footsteps walking across the front yard. Turning around, he saw a small bag in her hand and asked, "You're not holding a makeup bag, are you?"

Xie Yunshu put away some of the cosmetics she commonly used in the room and hurried downstairs. When meeting her father-in-law for the first time, she couldn't be too casual.

"That's right, you drive and I put on makeup, it just saves time."

Qiao Ye glanced at her, opened the car door for her and said deliberately: "I'm not driving steadily."

She briefly recalled how many times she had been in his car, and denied, "No, it's quite stable."

He sat in the cab and looked at the bulging makeup bag she was carrying, and said helplessly: "Do you want dad to smell the fragrance of your makeup from afar?"

Xie Yunshu opened the cosmetic bag, put it close to his nose as if opening it casually, and explained: "No, they have a very light smell."

As the car drove by on the spacious uninhabited road in the villa area, he turned to look at her, looked straight ahead and said, "Actually, you're pretty good-looking, so you don't need makeup."

She opened the mirror in front of the passenger seat, opened the rouge solution and put it on her cheek, "You are comforting me."

"..."

The sun was already shining brightly, and she couldn't help but wonder: "Is it too late for us to go now?"

"It won't take him long to take a walk. I just called the secretary and asked him to go later today." Since my father retired, he often takes walks among the farm fields of the manor, which is quite relaxing.

She used mascara to carefully thicken her eyelashes, then fanned them twice after drying. She asked curiously: "Does Dad lead a regular life?"

"When I was still in the company, I got up at six o'clock every day, and I did the same." At that time, he was still young and always envied other children who could sleep in. Later, he gradually got used to it as time went by.

"It turns out that I get up early and work hard." It seems that many wealthy businessmen have this habit, and it turns out that his family does too.

"You think everyone is as lazy as you. It would be a pity if you waste your morning time snoozing."

She thought for a moment and turned to look at him, "Dad couldn't have said this to you, right?"

"Yeah." He didn't dare to forget every word he taught.

The strictness of his godson made her even more serious about him. "Is Dad more serious than you?"

He stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove past on the wide road. The surrounding scenery became more and more pastoral. "Am I serious?"

"Ask you, I'm a little scared now." At this moment, she had straightened herself up, packed her makeup bag and put it in the back row.

He recalled in his mind his father's serious expression when he was busy, which always softened in his leisure moments. "For you, probably not." In his memory, his father was very concerned about the two women around him, and now his daughter-in-law should also be kind.

She frowned and pondered his words, and then asked: "Why should he criticize me?" If he picked on his shortcomings like her mother-in-law, she would really not want to live.

His right hand holding the steering wheel reached out to hold her hand, and found that it was colder than his own. It seemed that she was really nervous. "I'm here, don't be afraid."

Then he asked: "When will we come back?"

He looked at her helplessly, "You're thinking about coming back before you go. How scared are you?"

She denied it awkwardly: "I'm just asking. Husband, please drive more carefully. I'll put on makeup for a while."

"If you dare to put on heavy makeup, you will be dead." From his understanding of his father, his father would definitely not like a woman wearing heavy makeup.

She took the eyebrow pencil and swiped her eyebrows lightly, "Don't worry, it won't happen. It's just a small modification."

"You are quite innocent, don't cover it up with makeup."

"Thank you husband for your compliments!" She rushed towards him and gave him a big kiss on the face.

Qiao Ye quickly pushed her back into her seat, "I'm driving here! Don't make trouble!"

"Just a moment." She sat back in her seat obediently with a smile.

The car slowly drove into the grass in front of the mansion. Qiao Ye parked the car at will and took her out of the car.

Xie Yunshu got out of the car and looked at the big house in front of him. It only covered an area of ​​five or six hundred square meters. He opened his mouth and sighed: "This is not a manor. It is obviously a castle." Rich people are different. They build such a big house for their retirement and there are other things around them.

I can't see the various colors of the fields on the side, and I don't know what they are planting.

His eyes followed her as she looked at the house for a moment, and then he explained calmly: "It would be nice to live in a more spacious place."

She glared at him helplessly, "This isn't spacious, it's extremely spacious."

"Come on, let dad wait for a long time." He grabbed her hand and walked into the courtyard.

"Oh, okay." She was pulled forward by him, feeling extremely anxious. As she walked, she hugged his arm and begged: "Husband, you have to protect me!"

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