President Hunting Love is too fierce

Gu Xiusi looked at her angrily: "Do you know how dangerous it will be if you throw these things out? This is a military area, and the people passing by will not be ordinary people. If they are picked up by someone with a heart, they will be in big trouble."

"Trouble is also your trouble, you deserve it." Ye Chuqing said bitterly.

If it wasn't for him imprisoning himself here, it would be fine.

But looking at his serious look, it seems that he is not joking. Is it really dangerous for the paper airplane to fall into other people's hands?

Ye Chuqing looked at the paper airplanes on the ground, she threw out ten of them, but now there are only eight, so he didn't notice the remaining two, or did someone pick them up? [

"You don't know good from bad." Gu Xiusi frowned at her anger.

He was afraid that those who asked for help would fall into the hands of his father's political enemy Chief of Staff Zhao, and they would definitely use this to make trouble.

But he didn't want to tell her the reason, so as not to scare her, after all, there were too many intricate things in it.

He just wanted to protect her and didn't want her to involve too much trouble.

She smiled lightly: "Do you still expect me to be grateful to you? I will not be grateful to you for anything you do. Tell me, tell me your purpose clearly, so that I can die early and be reborn early."

Ye Chuqing looked at him lightly with her bright black eyes, and her tone was calm and nonchalant.

It took two years for the pain that hurt my heart at the beginning to heal slowly.

She will never be played by him again, nor will she be hurt by him again, and she will never experience that kind of unforgettable pain again.

It was so difficult for her to fall in love with someone, but he caused her so much pain that she dared not even love again.

"Do you really think that I did this to hurt you?"

Seeing her indifferent reaction, Gu Xiusi felt a severe pain in his chest.

It felt worse than being scolded by her. He would rather she love and hate him fiercely than ignore him like this.

It was as if he was a stranger.

"Don't tell me, you did this because you love me? Abandoning me also loves me, torturing me also loves me?"

Her tone was as light as smoke, ethereal and painful, with extreme sadness.

She remembered that when a person was seriously injured and lying in the hospital, looking at the sky outside and crying alone, her heart was twisted into a ball, that kind of loneliness and despair.

Even thinking about it now makes me sad.

Why did he think that she could easily forget those things, and the pain at that time would never be forgotten by her forever.