Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Bo Jinnian looked up and saw a woman standing at the door of the bedroom with slippers on one foot. She stared at him angrily, "Bo Jinnian, you're shameless. Get out right away."

Bo Jinnian bent down to pick up the slippers. The light purple slippers were very young. He walked slowly, squatted down in front of her, held her slender ankle and put the slippers in.

"I still can't change the bad smell of hitting people with slippers when I'm angry, but the technique is a lot more accurate."

Tian Lingyun gnashed his teeth and looked at him. Before, he was just a poisonous tongue. Now, poisonous tongue plus frivolity. What has he experienced in the past three years? Why has his temperament changed greatly?

"Don't let me say it a third time!" With that, she turned and walked into the master bedroom, shaking the door panel.

Bo Jinnian looked at the closed door. He shrugged his shoulders, turned and walked into the living room. He saw Mo Chenyi standing still. He smiled and said, "don't go yet, wait to get slippers?"

Mo Chenyi felt very frustrated. From the past, Tian Lingyun only vented his bad temper to Bo Jinnian. Sometimes he would rather she beat him up and bully him.

He gave Bo Jinnian a cold look and turned away.

Bo Jinnian followed him to the gate, waving as he walked, "see you later."

When they all left, Mo Beichen stood up and looked at Gu Qian and said, "shallow, let's go too."

Gu Qian looked at the dishes on the table. She said, "I'll clean up the kitchen first. If you're in a hurry to go back, don't wait for me. I'll live next door."

Mo Beichen pulled up his sleeves, "I'll clean up with you."

Gu Qian panicked, "no, I'll soon."

Mo Beichen has calmly picked up the dishes and chopsticks. Gu Qian looks at him stunned. He has an unspeakable complex taste in his heart. Maybe she didn't have to face him every day after she moved out.

During this period of time, when he went back, he would cook for her personally. Although the taste was really bad, the servant had told her privately several times that he cut his hand when cutting vegetables, or was scalded by oil when cooking.

He has a noble status, but he is willing to wash his hands and make soup for her. She is not an unkind person, but she can't accept him as long as she thinks of his arrogant separation of her and Shen Changqing.

If... If before she fell in love with Shen Changqing, they would

She didn't dare to think about it. She quickly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. When she reached for the bowl, a big hand held her hand. She was surprised, subconsciously retracted her hand and went to the kitchen with the bowl in a panic.

Mo Beichen raised his eyes and looked at her back. He tightened his hands, then cleaned up the table and brought the remaining bowls in.

After a while, Tian Lingyun went out of the master bedroom and looked at the empty living room. She was disappointed. She wanted to have a good attitude, but Bo Jinnian could easily break her work.

Hearing the sound of water, she walked into the kitchen and saw Gu Qian and Mo Beichen washing dishes in the kitchen. She left quietly without disturbing them to cultivate their feelings.

Gu Qian took a bowl and washed it under the water throat. The sense of existence of Mo Beichen beside her was so strong that she couldn't take it lightly. The whole nerve was tight.

She didn't even remember the last time she relaxed around him.

After washing the dishes, the two left the apartment and took the elevator downstairs. The elevator was very quiet. Gu Qian wanted to say something to alleviate this repressive silence. "Well... Mr. Bo is the director of sister-in-law Qi's audition today. Are you friends?"

Mo Beichen didn't expect that she would take the initiative to talk to him. He was almost ecstatic. He nodded, "well, we were very good friends before he went abroad."

"Was he and sister Tian a couple before?"

"After a period of contact, the two broke up after the Bo family had an accident." Mo Beichen wrote lightly, "Jin Nian was very decadent at that time. Later, he went out of the country quietly, and the communication with Tian Lingyun didn't end."

"Oh."

When the elevator reached the first floor, they got out of the elevator and walked out of the apartment building. Gu Qian stopped and said, "I'm near here. It's getting late. Go back and have a rest early."

"I'll take you back." Mo Beichen looked at her. It was rare that she took the initiative to talk to him tonight. How could he miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Gu Qian panicked, "no, I can go back by myself."

"Let's go." Mo Beichen said and took the lead in walking forward.

Gu Qian looked at his tall and straight back. She bit her lips and finally trotted up. At first, she was one step behind. Later, they walked side by side.

The light of the street lamp fell on them and pulled their figure into a long, quiet street. The relationship between them seemed to ease down.

Mo Beichen looked at her side face and asked in a low voice, "how's your work recently? Will you be tired? "

Gu Qian shook his head. "No, I can learn a lot from sister Luoxi and sister Hotan. I want to be a gold medal agent in the future. There are still many things to learn."

"Tian Lingyun has rich experience in this field. You can learn from her. In addition, you can also learn from the ace agent of Juxing media. They all have senior experience with artists." Mo Beichen suggested.

Gu Qian suddenly stopped. She looked up at Mo Beichen, "don't you object to me being an agent?"

"As long as you like, why should I object?"

Gu Qian had a warm current in his heart. In fact, since a long time ago, Mo Beichen has been particularly spoiled and indulged in her. As long as it is something she likes, he will encourage her to do it. Even if he fails, he will never laugh at her.

But why did she always remember his evil to her and ignore his good to her?

She lowered her eyes and continued to move forward, "I will work hard to achieve my goal as soon as possible. Brother, you will cheer for me, right?"

"Well, shallow, bold to do what you want to do. Even if you encounter setbacks, there is me. I will always be here." Mo Beichen walked quickly and looked at her gently.

If his staff saw this scene, they would think they had an illusion. How could the president, who has always been indifferent, show such a spoiled and gentle expression?

"Yes." Gu Qian nodded hard.

Mo Beichen copied one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand hung on his side. He swung along with his walking. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Gu Qian's hand hanging on his side. He forbeared, but he leaned slowly over.

As soon as his fingertip touched the back of her hand, Gu Qian raised his hand and stroked his hair, which was disordered by the night wind. Then he put his hand in his down jacket pocket and quietly continued to walk forward.

Mo Beichen's fingers were a little stiff. He slowly clenched his fist and felt lost. They had clearly slept, but now it was so difficult to hold hands with pure feelings.