“The perfume smell in the car is a bit strange.”

The first sentence Guo Zixian got into the car was still talking about perfume.

Xiong Baizhou shook his head, the points that women pay attention to are always so strange.

"Maybe it's Guo Zijing." Xiong Baizhou explained.

Guo Zixian smiled and said nothing. She was very familiar with the perfume on Guo Zijing, but the car obviously had a mixture of two perfumes. However, it seemed normal for people like Xiong Baizhou to have women around her.

Guo Zixian was born in that kind of family and was used to the fact that male elders and even fathers at home had lovers outside since childhood.

"Maybe men are like this."

Guo Zixian gently adjusted the position back a little. After having room for movement, she first put away her gold-rimmed glasses, then took off her gray suit, revealing the high-end striped shirt inside, and loosened the bun she had tied for a day. The caramel red hair was streaked out of wavy stripes, and was loosely draped on her shoulders.

"Huh, I'm so tired."

At this time, Guo Zixian was not as decisive and capable as during the day. She took off her coat and seemed to have taken off her disguise, and was relaxed and happy.

Xiong Baizhou saw a car following behind Mercedes-Benz through the rearview mirror: "Will they always follow you?"

"I almost forgot." Guo Zixian stuck out her tongue and took out the phone and dialed it in: "You are tired tonight, so go back and rest first. I won't have anything to do with him."

Guo Zixian said as she glanced at Xiong Baizhou.

Xiong Baizhou nodded with a smile, which was considered to be a response to this trust.

Guo Zijing's way of treating subordinates is similar to Xiong Baizhou. She is polite and polite, and gives her subordinates enough respect.

Sure enough, after receiving the phone, the car behind drove in the other direction at the turn of the traffic light.

"Maybe you have to adapt to this kind of life in the future." Guo Zixian was particularly relaxed in front of Xiong Baizhou. She actually took off her high-heeled leather shoes and asked with a smile: "Is it smelly?"

"There's a little bit." Xiong Baizhou said half-true and half-false.

"Is that true?" Guo Zixian frowned and raised her left foot in black stockings. After smelling it, she said, "No, there is no smell at all."

Just now, Guo Zijing planned to charm Xiong Baizhou with her beauty, but she failed unexpectedly and was even counterattacked.

Although Xiong Baizhou was not married in his previous life, there would always be no shortage of beautiful women after he became rich. In this life, Wang Lianqiao was surrounded by her. Her face is basically an insurmountable mountain compared to women.

Faced with this kind of test all day long, Xiong Baizhou was almost immune to a beautiful face, but Xiong Baizhou had much less resistance to women who were emitting charm from the inside out.

During the day, Guo Zixian looked confident and mature when facing the media. Now her feet were raised, but she was particularly naive. There was almost no nakedness on her body, but she attracted Xiong Baizhou's attention.

"Then you send it here and let me smell it." Xiong Baizhou said on his own initiative.

"Okay." Guo Zixian pretended to raise her feet, but when she was halfway through, she put it down: "Think about it, let's just forget it, no one will drive you, I've drunk a lot of wine tonight."

"Crazy." Xiong Baizhou suddenly stopped the car, looked at Guo Zixian with a little angry look, and the possessiveness in his heart was rarely revealed.

The two looked at each other quietly. Although Guo Zixian had never had a boyfriend, Xiong Baizhou's gaze full of masculine characteristics already showed many problems.

Guo Zixian was not panicked at all and smiled: "You asked me to drive the bodyguard away, is it just for this time?"

"This woman is too smart." It's enough to joke at this time, which is enough to show strong psychological quality and quick reaction ability.

Guo Zixian said this, so Xiong Baizhou naturally couldn't do the next move, but he was also very thick-skinned: "I stepped on the wrong accelerator."

"Then you pay attention next time. I'll be a little sleepy and sleep for a while."

After saying that, Guo Zixian really closed her eyes and rested, and soon she made a slightly heavier breathing sound.

Xiong Baizhou thought indifferently that Guo Zixian is also a powerful psychological expert. When she wanted to move forward, she took a step back and now she rested safely in the car, which means infinite trust.

One advance and one retreat, one loose and one tight, is a trick to suck people's appetite.

The car soon arrived at the entrance of the community, and Guo Zixian was still sleeping soundly. Her chest under her striped shirt was one high and one low as she breathed, and her long eyelashes were shaking slightly.

Xiong Baizhou didn't urge him, and quietly admired the sleeping beauty.

It took about an hour before Guo Zixian was awakened by the sound of the horns of a vehicle passing by outside the door.

"Baizhou, how long have I slept?"

"One and a half hours." Xiong Baizhou took out a bottle of water and unscrewed it and handed it over.

"Thank you." Guo Zixian took a small sip.

"Do you need me to send you up?"

Guo Zixian was bent down and wearing high heels. When she heard Xiong Baizhou's words, she raised her head and smiled, held her hanging hair aside, and then pulled out a piece of paper from her bag and gently rubbed Xiong Baizhou's cheeks.

"If you want to send a woman home, you must at least wipe the lipstick from the previous woman."

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Xiong Baizhou has no dreams all night.

When she woke up the next day, Xiong Baizhou could still remember Guo Zixian's complex expression when applying lipstick. She obviously knew that this was Guo Zijing's.

Xiong Baizhou shook his head and no longer thought about it. He stayed in the office all day and handled the matter. It was almost evening before he rushed to Tao Yushan's house with Zhao Ningdai.

It is Xiong Baizhou's idea to go to someone else's house while ordering to eat.

"It is rare to visit the door at this time." Zhao Ningdai was a little embarrassed.

"Things have to be seen dialectically. Although it was a bit rude to meet for the first time, it also showed our integrity. Besides, it was not empty-handed." Xiong Baizhou held a lot of things in his hand, as well as children's snacks and toys.

Tao Yushan has a daughter who is in elementary school. His lover is a junior high school music teacher. He himself turned out to be the deputy director of a state-owned enterprise. Logically speaking, this should be an inherent model of a happy family.

However, when Xiong Baizhou and Zhao Ningdai came to the door of Tao Yushan's house, they saw that the security door of his house was open and there were quarrels inside.

Outside the door, broken teapots, turn-up desk lamps, cracked recorders and other things were scattered all over the floor.

A little girl in school uniform, about 8 or 9 years old, sat on the stairs while crying quietly while placing on her knees to do her homework.

"Guoguo, why are you crying? Are your parents at home?"

As a mother, Zhao Ningdai couldn't stand this way and walked up to wipe her tears with pain.

The little girl stood up politely: "Aunt Zhao, my parents are at home, I'll take you in."

Xiong Baizhou was a few steps behind and gently picked up the homework book that had fallen from the little girl's knee, with a few lines of words written on it.

"I have a horror house, but that's my home"

"Other classmates have the care of their parents and the warmth of their families, but there is only quarrel at home."

"I want to become a beautiful dan-top and leave this horror house."

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Chapter completed!