Miss Yan's sticky boyfriend

Chapter 33 Gifts
The weather in Paris is cloudy and cloudy, the sky is still clear during the day, and it has already started to rain lightly.

The street lights outside were on, and the wisps of rain looked hazy in the warm yellow light.

Luo Yu turned on his phone and checked the time, it was almost 08:30.

He always had a bad premonition that made him feel uneasy.

"Hey, little concubine. Have you set off yet?" He looked at the roses and romantic candlelight in the box.

On the surrounding walls are the photo walls he arranged in his spare time these days, all about her.

Seaton Restaurant is not far from the hotel.

Yan Yan remembered what she should have done when she heard Luo Yu's voice.

"Hmm..." Seeing the man sitting on the sofa, Yan Yu felt a little sorry for Luo Yu: "Luo Yu, I have something to do here, so I can't come tonight."

"Next time, next time I invite you."

There was silence for a few seconds, as if thinking about it.

Luo Yu looked at the rain outside the window, his eyes darkened, "...OK."

When is the next time?

Seeing Yan Yan hang up the phone, Gu Jing's face was not very good, and she quickly cared about her girlfriend: "My treasure, what's wrong?"

Yan Yu looked at him sitting upright, with his hands on his knees and his back straight, like a primary school student seeing the director of the teaching department.

Her feeling of guilt also dissipated, and instead she got angry and teased him.

"You still have the nerve to ask, Mr. Gu."

Gu Jing looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"If it wasn't for you, why would I release my friend's pigeons?"

Hearing this, Gu Jing felt a little embarrassed, it seems that the time of confession was not right.

Yan Yu crossed her arms and walked towards the sofa, pretending to complain: "Otherwise I can have a good meal and chat with Luo Yu."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, the regret in Gu Jing's heart disappeared immediately.

He remembered the video he accidentally opened on Weibo a few days ago.

It was a variety show, in which the man touched Yan Yu's head.

It just makes people feel uncomfortable.

Yan Yu watched Gu Jing's expression turn cold, thinking that the joke was too much and hurt the CEO's face.

Just when he was about to end this topic, there was a familiar force on his head—he gently rubbed her head, the smile in his eyes broke the broken ice, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Then, I'm sorry girlfriend, boyfriend tomorrow I will accompany you to apologize."

Yan Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Why does she think Gu Jing looks so flirtatious now?
After regaining consciousness, the man sat down on the sofa again, still looking serious, as if he wasn't the one who just staged the pat head kill.

Yan Yan supported her forehead and smiled, and said to him: "Hey, boyfriend, I'll book a room for you, why don't you go to bed early tonight?"

Gu Jing swallowed the phrase "I still have to deal with the company's affairs" obediently: "Okay."

Yan Yan called the hotel and asked about it.

Looking down at the quiet, handsome man who has just been promoted to be her object, Yan Yan can only say that the timing is really a coincidence.

"Gu Jing, there are no rooms in the hotel."

The latter hummed flatly.

She continued: "I have another room here, but it's a bit small. See if you want to stay here tonight."

At the beginning, Luo Yu booked her a suite with better conditions and enough space.

"it is good."

Gu Jing acted as if she would follow her in everything.

Yan Yan put away her phone, with a smile on her lips, she sat across from him and looked at him, half joking, with a nonchalant expression: "Gu Jing, why didn't I realize you were so obedient before?"

He fixedly looked at her, serious, but the words he said didn't match his expression: "You have to listen to your girlfriend."

"..."

He added: "It might be more pleasant that way."

"..." He used words like pleasing to himself.

Then he said the next sentence as if he was a scumbag who lifted her pants and refused to recognize anyone:
"Otherwise, what if you don't want me?"

Yan Yu felt that if she continued to listen, she would believe it.

She stopped Gu Jing's words, pointed to the bathroom, "Go take a shower first, and then go to bed early."

The very obedient President Gu obediently took out the pajamas from the box, and went to take a bath obediently.

Yan Yu didn't plan to play in this foreign country tonight, and Gu Jing came out just after taking off her makeup.

Yan Yan looked at Gu Jing in the mirror. The black pajamas that are difficult for ordinary people to control were wearing on him like a supermodel on a catwalk. His shoulders were wide, his waist was narrow and his legs were long. His white collarbone was slightly exposed, and he was even more sexy. Adam's apple and a look that makes women intoxicated.

Is this a treasure I found?

Just looking at it is enough to seduce the eyes, I don't know how to sleep...

The little rocket in Yan Yu's head crackled and ignited, and then exploded into the sky - regaining consciousness in an instant.

"Baby, what are you thinking?"

I called a few times just now and there was no response.

Gu Jing's pretty face was in front of her, Yan Yan looked away a little bit guilty, her fair little face turned slightly red: "It's nothing."

She stood up from the makeup chair and looked up at Gu Jing.

She should have washed her hair and roughly wiped it, but her hair was still slightly wet, and it was gathered in front of her forehead, reducing the sharpness.

"Go and rest quickly, isn't the injury on your back still healed?"

Gu Jing smiled upon hearing this, and hooked one corner of her lips.

I didn't try to be handsome but Yan Yan just thought it was cool.

"You can go to the hospital to remove the stitches when you return home tomorrow, don't worry." He held Yan Yan's wrist through the thin fabric and took her to the sofa.

Then he went to the entrance to get the suitcase.

Yan Yu thought he was going to get something, she looked at him quietly, thinking of helping him later.

Gu Jing opened the box, and there was another very delicate box inside.

Like a gift box, very beautiful.

"What is this?" Yan Yan asked curiously.

Gu Jing glanced at her, said nothing, and put the small box on the coffee table.

"Open it and have a look," he said softly, with some expectation, "a gift for the Qixi Festival,"

"girlfriend."

(End of this chapter)