The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 36 Alumni Association

Driving down to Gu's mansion, this area is a prosperous area, the fireworks are set off, as if desperate, the sky is full of smoke, and the flowers are placed in the dark night, Wei Zi's eyes are blinded. Bright.

He drove the car very slowly, Wei Zi leaned against the window to watch the fireworks, it was really beautiful.

In the past when celebrating the New Year at Wei's house, she could only serve as a waiter. Wei's house is a rich family with many guests. She had to help wash and rinse in the kitchen. The rough messenger girl ordered.

"What's so interesting." He said dissatisfied.

Wei Zi smiled happily: "It's beautiful, the fireworks are so beautiful."

Just for her beauty, he drove the car very slowly, and he could see bright fireworks all the way down.

On New Year's Eve of this year, she watched all kinds of fireworks, no longer broadcast them on TV, no longer heard about them, they were so close, so close that she stretched out her hand out of the car window, and it seemed that she could touch them all.

"Gu Huaimo, the fireworks are so beautiful." She turned around and looked at him with a sweet smile. She felt a little sleepy, and her defenses softened. She knew that he drove the car slowly, or else he would have left this place long ago.

His face was indifferent and expressionless: "what's so beautiful."

She sticks out her tongue and despises him, the old man doesn't have the level of appreciation.

When I went back, I habitually pressed the red envelopes under the pillow, and ran to take a bath.

Gu Huaimo hated this kind of behavior very much. He threw her red envelope on the bedside table, and her counterfeit mobile phone started clamoring, and he picked it up smoothly: "What's the matter?"

"Hey... Could it be that I made a mistake, isn't it Wei Zi's cell phone?"

"Yes."

"Ah, you are Wei Zi's uncle, right? I am Lin Yu, Wei Zi's best classmate. That's right. Our class organized a carnival. We sang K at Emgrand at nine o'clock in the evening on the first day of the new year. My name is Wei Zi. You must come, Uncle, Happy New Year, see you again, Uncle."

Fuck her uncle, Gu Huaimo was furious and threw her phone aside.

Wei Zi ran back shaking, and quickly pulled up the quilt to cover her body.

"Wei Zi."

"Ah."

"Your classmate called just now, saying that you are going to sing K on the first day of junior high school."

Hey, why are you answering her phone indiscriminately, and answering it with confidence, and with a dark face, is he the one who should be angry?
"That... well, I won't go." The old man should be satisfied with such an answer.

"Go." He said, and then turned off the light: "Sleep."

It's so weird, just go, if she has fun, of course she will go.

When he fell asleep, he would slowly rub against the warmth and stick to his body. He pushed her away with one hand, and she rolled over facelessly.

He turned around, felt her faint fragrance in the dark, felt an itch in his heart, couldn't help reaching out to touch her face, the skin under his fingertips was soft and warm, he lowered his head, and gently kissed her cheek Kiss: "Happy New Year, little girl."

This kiss, she shrank into his arms even more, and then grabbed his lapel with one hand: "Mom."

He was startled, and she said in a low voice, "Mom, don't leave me."

He is not her mother, but he gently caressed her face with his fingers and called in a low voice: "Wei Zi, Wei Zi."

She had already fallen asleep, her fingers were still grabbing his clothes,
He sighed, patted her twice, and hugged her.

This year's New Year's Eve, it seems that the other person is really forgotten, and he is about to forget that he has a family, a wife, and responsibilities.

Some of the past, after all, is the past, will not come again.

Just like fireworks, so beautiful, so gorgeous, but will eventually be bleak.

(End of this chapter)