102. Chapter 102 You can have a woman but not a lover
"I used to live, my old lady and the teacher are so good to me, and, 颢 ... here, I am very satisfied!" Gu Qianyu's gentle look, noble and elegant, very pleasing.
In front of them, she is undoubtedly a lady with a good education.
Fujiwara nodded with satisfaction and looked at Fengyu: "Well, how can you let them move Qianyu's gift from your room?"
"This is not the matter, it is ... me, I ..." Gu Qianyu, who is always sharp, can't find any vocabulary to describe his depression at this time.
However, she secretly reminded herself, tolerate, tolerate!
"I'm not used to a woman sleeping in my room." Feng Yan cut the steak elegantly and said indifferently.
"Have you slept with a few women?"
In the private life of Sun Tzu, Fujiwara Aya rarely asked, but he was afraid that he was too persistent as Feng He. But she just didn't understand why so many women could, but Gu Qianyu couldn't.
I don't like it anyway, what's the difference.
"In my cognition, there are two kinds of women, one can go to bed, one ... No. Gu Qianyu, very regrettable, you are the second type." Feng Yan smiled and pulled away the wild-
The thin-lip, neat teeth moved slightly, mellow sounds, as if wine, the meaning of the meaning is vicious to the chill.
This session immediately flushed Gu Qianyu's face. She was ashamed, anxious and hated, grabbing the knife and fork's fingers with a strong force, as if to bend the silver tableware.
Of course, Fujiwara knows that this is a grandson's word, but she doesn't want to waste this opportunity, saying that everything must be made.
After dinner, the wind was straight upstairs.
"Qian Yu, is it your ovulation period these days?" Seeing the grandson away, Fujiwara asked.
"Cough ..." The black tea just entrusted was almost spit out by Gu Qianyu. She did not expect that she would be asked such a private question.
Fortunately, Fujiwara is old, she is an elder, otherwise she really wants to find a ground sewing and drill in.
"Really," her panic caused Fujiwara to dissatisfaction. She frowned and showed disgusting.
"Sorry! Old lady, I'm sorry ..."
Fujiwara ignored her apology, just staring at her, waiting for her answer.
Gu Qianyu thought for a while, and if he was in his heart, he nodded: "It should be!"
"What is it?" Fujiwara showed his dissatisfaction again, turning his head to say to Fujiwara, "Asako, let them invite Alice over."
"I know, my aunt, I'll go!" Fujiwara Takoko didn't dare to neglect, and quickly got up and left.
Gu Qianyu glanced at Fujiwara in confusion, so unknown. In terms of momentum, she couldn't have this old man who had experienced too many storms. So, his attitude is always humble.
"Mrs. ..."
"Go, go back to your room, Alice comes to help you check. If it is ovulation, I will arrange the next thing." After that, Fujiwara Stand up, her personal maid loves to walk away
Come here to open the dining chair for her.
"Mrs., be careful!"
With their departure, the restaurant was quiet, Gu Qianyu carefully digested the words of Fujiwara in his head. After the ecstasy, a feeling of anxiety hit-he was on her heart.