The man's voice was low, and the timbre was deep, as indifferent as ever.
Gu Beiqing's heart was like being soaked in cold water, extremely cold.
She pinched the long skirt on her side with her fingers, hung her head and trembled, "Brother, you also know that I just came back, and the capital is my home." ” The man's expression did not change when he heard this, but he said in a low voice, "Qingqing, how old am I to take you home." ” "Twelve."
She saved him at the age of seventeen when she was twelve, and two months later, the man found and took her homeless, giving her the best of everything, and raising her to this day.
She stared up at him, her eyes reddening.
It is precisely because of the man's spoiling of her, although it is her brother's love for her sister, she still can't stop her strange love.
The pitcher attracts her with every move, and there is no shortage of people around him who love him, but Gu Mingye has been single for twenty-five years.
Until Xiao Qinghuan appeared- "Put your eyes away for me."
A low and monotonous sentence sounded faintly, and it suddenly made Gu Beiqing's tears fall.
Physiological reaction, her low sobs rang out from the workshop.
The man's expression didn't move, as if he hadn't heard, and he continued to say lightly, "I brought you back as a sister eight years ago, and it's just a sister." ” His long, curled eyelashes covered the sockets of his eyes, a low gloom was printed between his eyebrows, and his tone was cold, "You should prepare well for this half month......
"Why!"
Gu Beiqing choked up and interrupted him, staring at the man, "Obviously, Ye Qinghuan also touched that document!"
” The man's eyes sank, and his face showed the ultimate yin owl, "So you revealed it to the directors Huanhuan and read the documents?"
Well?
” "I didn't."
The man didn't have much of an argument, his handsome side face confirmed the cold, and he just said in a low voice, "Huanhuan doesn't like you, I will hold a wedding with her in half a month, and I will buy you a good ticket." ” The woman stared at his handsome side face, raised her hand to cover her lips, and tried to make her voice as low as possible, but she still couldn't stop choking, "You mean Ye Qinghuan doesn't like me, so I have to leave, and I can't attend your wedding, right?"
” "Yes." “……” - When Gu Ming returned home that night, he was told by Uncle Bai that Mrs.
Gu was in the restaurant.
He was half-leaning against the doorway, and the woman should have seen him by feeling.
Looking up and glancing lightly, "You're back." ” Then he lowered his head and continued to scoop the tiramisu on the table.
The man walked over and stared at her, smiled in a low voice, and said, "Madam, is it delicious?"
” "Okay."
That being said, there is no ambiguity in the cake in the woman's mouth.
Gu Ming stared at her condescendingly, and smiled lightly, "Madam, don't you have anything to say when you come back again after being away from home for so many days?"
” Xiao Qinghuan stuffed the cake for a moment, raised his eyelids, swallowed it unhurriedly, and then slowly spoke, "The rice you sent is not as delicious as the chef's freshly cooked." ” "How dare you say that, huh?"
Xiao Qinghuan raised her head and stared at him expressionlessly, the light of the day shone on her cheeks, the woman was even fairer, and her delicate face was like a painting.
The man's fingers slid down her cheeks, and the slender fingertips landed on the sides of her cheeks until they pinched her jaw. smiled lightly and said in a low voice, "Huanhuan, do you miss me?"
Well?
” "Mr.
Gu goes to me every day, and he still does the same thing, what do you think."
When the man heard this, the curvature of his lips deepened, "Are you complaining?"
” "Nope."
She pinched her chin and shook her head, "It's just that the junk food looks delicious, and the well-dressed beasts are also talented." ”