She sat on the edge of the bed, holding her mobile phone, her thoughts bowed their heads, and then looked up at the ceiling again.
In the evening, is he still back?
This is the question she cares about most at this time.
I am used to his Chong, get used to his smile, get used to his goodness, and get used to his temperature and tenderness ...
In the space without him, she was scared.
Opening the phone, she found the number of Fengyu in the answer record, fainting, and her eyes were hot, her fingers trembled.
However, when his indifferent expression appeared in front of her, her hand hanging to the side.
Nympho
"With your performance, it's not worth so much!"
Nympho
Echo his words in his ear, Xia Yu Orange bent down painful, buried his head hard, and exhaled vigorously ...
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The elegant piano sound floats over the elegant Lanton Hotel French restaurant.
"Well, what do you want to eat?" Gu Qianyu asked flatterly. She looked at the wind sitting on the opposite side, and couldn't restrain the joy of her heart.
"Casually." Feng Yan is still faint. Because of the deep facial features, when he was silent, he was like a beautiful sculpture.
Perhaps it was used to the indifference that Feng Yan showed in front of her, and Gu Qianyu's good mood was not affected at all. She browsed the menu while secretly looked at the handsome face that had appeared countless times in her sleep.
Rare today he agreed to come out for dinner with her. After dinner, she was looking forward to going with him more opportunities.
Since the night of Britain, she has been eager to have countless nights.
"Let's order to have a meal!" Gu Qianyu said with a smile.
Feng Yan did not oppose it, and did not watch the menu, ordered the meal at will.
"Well, my father asked me yesterday." Gu Qianyu said lowly.
"What?" He seemed a little absent -minded. He hadn't returned to the Hushan Villa for two days. He thought he had never seen his eyes.
If you do n’t see her, the life is so boring, it does n’t make any sense.
"My dad ... ask us when we are engaged?" She stared at him and eagerly wanted to know the long -awaited answer.
"Equipment? Am I going with you?" His voice was low, and his eyes were as deep as the sea that made people see his true intentions.
Gu Qianyu opened his narrow eyes, and he did not make the meaning in the dialect for a long time.
"You ... don't you want to marry me?" Her expression was a little dull and disappointed with a bit of disappointment. "We were in the UK ... isn't it good?"
He didn't speak, he just stared at her. Her elaborate wave curly hair, modified delicate makeup, the latest Chanel pink purple dress. In front of her, she couldn't say that it was not beautiful, but she couldn't stimulate the impulse that he wanted to get close.
Then, then
Grandma wants him to marry her. What happiness can such a marriage be at all?
"Are you sure I have touched you?" His cold question hit her like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, as if to remove her only pride.
"You have always been alone that night, do you understand?" He continued to say in a nearly cruel tone.
She stood up sharply, the sound of "wow" in the chair, and the echo of disagreement over the restaurant.
one person?
How is it possible?
That night, when she was climbing to Chuang, she was obviously individual in the single, and she would be so stupid. Do n’t you know anything by herself?