Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

This man is really sick!

And it's a serious mental illness!

Shangguan Rui walked over and took him into his arms again.

"Not in a good mood, are you tired?"

"No." Caring Yu replied lightly.

I'm not tired, but I feel weird, and I always feel that something is wrong.

"Help me pick out a present?"

"..."

"Don't want to?" Shangguan Rui squinted his eyes, with a calm expression, and a slight starlight flashed in his pupils.

Caring Yu frowned, and said in a low voice, "No."

Damn!

What the hell is going on with her?

Why is there something uncomfortable flowing in my chest all the time?

Is pregnancy really such a big emotional ups and downs?

Or……

Does she mind Shangguan Rui buying gifts for other women?

Caring Yu's chest was startled, and she was terrified by the sudden thought——

How can it be? !

"Then help me choose?"

Caring Yu was going to refuse.

But when I think about it, it's nothing more than helping me pick out a gift.

If you don't help, you will really have a ghost in your heart.

So, nodded in agreement.

The two walked around the mall, bought a few delicate gifts, packed them and asked the shopping guide to deliver them to the car.

When paying the bill, Guan Yu suddenly remembered that Shangguan Rui bought a shelf of dishcloths just now.

"Shangguan Rui, those rags, should you return them?"

"Why do you want to retreat?"

"Haven't you already bought all the gifts?" You have already bought all the gifts, but what are you buying those rags for?

He won't... Really want to take that pile of rags and give them to others?

That little maid is obviously acting sweetly with her boyfriend.

Shangguan Rui didn't really think that the maid wanted a rag from her boyfriend, did she?

Guan Yu suddenly became furious.

Originally, she didn't want to worry about it, and Shangguan Rui let him out if she was embarrassed, but when she thought about the cost of a shelf of rags, she couldn't help it.

"Shangguan Rui..."

"Uh?"

"The phone call between the maid and her boyfriend is just a metaphor. She is not real. She wants a rag as a gift."

Shangguan Rui frowned, puzzled by the woman's thinking mode——

Say something, but don't want it?

"In short, what the maid said didn't mean what you imagined."

"..." His thick eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Those rags, you can return them, so as not to take up space."

"..." His eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

"Think about it carefully, who would be happy to receive a lot of rags?"

"Didn't you say you like or want it? Since you like it, why are you unhappy?" Shangguan Rui really couldn't understand what the woman was thinking.

"..." Caring Yu rubbed the aching brows, and suddenly felt that it would be more difficult than going to heaven to explain this problem clearly to Shangguan Rui.

After thinking about it for a while, I put it another way, "That's just a metaphor between lovers."

Shangguan Rui didn't speak, his brows furrowed even more.

Looking at his expression, Guan Guanyu knew that he didn't understand, so she said, "For example, the heart-to-heart relationship between lovers does not mean that you really want the other party to show their hearts. You can change the way of thinking."