Chapter 34: A Woman's Transformation at Eighteen

After Tao Ai-hua stormed out, an unprecedented silence fell over the house!Li Guolong sighed and said, "Qiqing, Miaomiao! Thank you for understanding your father..." 。Not daddy afraid of your motherZhao Xu sent Li Qingqing back to her company and had a working lunch at her company at noon. 。He was going to the airport to pick up Gu Xueshi in the afternoon. After dinner, he hurried to the airport by car. 。Seeing that there was still time, Zhao Xu parked the car and sent Gu Xueshi his location. 。Then, I opened my phone to play a game of "Dou Dizhu" (a Chinese version of poker). 。Just as Zhao Xu was having a great time, a pair of alluring white legs appeared before him. 。Zhao Xu followed the beautiful legs upward, and the person in front of him was Gu Xixue, whom he hadn't seen in years. 。Six years had passed, and if it hadn't been for Gu Xixi standing before Zhao Xu, he wouldn't have recognized her. 。At that time, Gu Xueshi was still a little girl, a girl who liked to follow Zhao Xu and cry. 。Unexpectedly, the saying "women change a lot after eighteen" rings true for Gu Xixue. She's like a beautiful girl straight out of a manga. 。

"Xiao Xue!"

"Brother Xu!"

Gu Xi Xue threw the things into Zhao Xu's arms.

Zhao Xu didn't expect Gu Xixue to still cry so easily. He gently pushed her away, reached out and rubbed Gu Xixue's delicate nose, teasingly saying to her: "You're all grown up now, why do you still like to cry""People are happy to see Brother Xu!""Xiaoxue! You've really changed a lot since you were young, becoming so beautiful." 。Zhao Xu looked at Gu Xixue back and forth, making the young lady's pretty face flush red. 。Zhao Xu said that when he left, Gu Xueshi was only . 。About 62 meters tall. 。To my surprise, I've actually grown taller these past few years, almost

1... 。68 metersay of waking up is too unique." 。"You little brat, mind your own business!" Li Qingqing saw her younger sister Li Miaomiao, who was only wearing a bra top, and sternly said to her: "Miaomiao, why are...