You Are My Gravity

After Zhen Baoer finished speaking, the carriage fell silent for an instant.

The atmosphere became strange for a while.

Zhou Ping wanted to pretend that I didn't hear anything, and it didn't matter to me...

But... she felt that her old face was still red involuntarily.

Qin Se looked at the two people driving in front and the co-pilot, and couldn't help but fall into thought.

It seems... well... it's pretty good!

Zhen Baoer felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she looked at Qin Se cautiously, and wanted to ask her if she said something wrong?

But Qin Se didn't look at her and didn't know what he was thinking about.

Only Xu Mu didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with this, but smiled: "The little girl is right, I am older than you, and it is enough to be your father. You are naturally welcome to go to my house. , I asked my assistant to buy some desserts that girls like to eat. It is estimated that when we arrive, they will be there soon."

Zhen Baoer shouted: "Thank you, Teacher Xu, you are such a kind father..."

Zhou Ping really didn't want to listen anymore, she quickly changed the subject and asked, "Ah, how far is Mr. Xu's house?"

She thought to herself that Bao'er, the little girl, should really clean up.

Fortunately, she helped her drive away the kid Gu Zhixin yesterday. She had known that she should have been eaten by that kid.

Xu Mu hurriedly replied: "Alright, there are still ten minutes away..."

Ten minutes later, when she stepped into Xu Mu's house, Zhen Baoer said blankly: "Poverty once again limits my imagination."

Xu Mu's house is very large and the decoration is simple and comfortable. There are many green plants planted in the home. Once you come in, you feel that it is very comfortable and elegant, just like his people.

Xu Mu asked Zhou Ping: "Ms. Zhou, can you see what's wrong in my house?"

"Is this the house you often live in?"

Xu Mu nodded: "Usually I live here when I am not filming in Kyoto."

Zhou Ping said: "It's pretty clean."

Then she walked in front of Xu Mu. She was in the whole house, watching slowly.

Xu Mu smiled and followed.

Zhou Ping looked around and asked Xu Mu: "May I go to your bedroom for a look?"

"Of course, you can watch anywhere in this house."

After looking around in the bedroom, Zhou Ping carried an object and put it in front of Xu Mu: "The placement on the first floor is not a big problem. This is the problem."

Xu Mu looked at a small wooden Buddha statue in front of him, "What's the problem with this?"

"You said first, where did this come from? Do you believe in Buddha?"

"I don't believe it, this is a gift from a friend. I think it looks good, so I put it at home."

Zhou Ping sneered: "Then you, your friend, is either being used by others or just trying to kill you."

"what?"

Zhou Ping said indifferently: "This is not a statue of Buddha. There is a dried baby inside. It is a very evil thing in Southeast Asia. If you leave this thing at home for such a long time, you will have a nightmare. You are lucky."

Had it not been for Xu Mu to be the kind of person with good luck, he would not be able to hold it now.

No matter how calm Xu Mu was, he was surprised and wondered what to say.

Zhou Ping will leave after finishing the business: "I'll take this thing away for you to deal with, such a big person, don't take everything with you at home, you really think you are dead."

Xu Mu felt as if he was being taught as a child. He saw Zhou Ping was about to leave, so he hurriedly pulled her, but with a little bit of strength, he directly pulled him back.

Xu Mu immediately stepped forward and hugged Zhou Ping's waist and hugged her full of arms: "Ms. Zhou, are you okay?"

Zhou Ping blushed, looking at the position of Xu Mu's hands, gritted her teeth and said: "Believe it or not, if you don't let go, I'll make you something wrong!"