Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

"Do you think it's Gu Beihua's illegitimate son outside?" Xue Yunbiao narrowed his eyes and said, "although I was scared at the beginning, I should be Gu Beihua's enemy. But now think about it, it seems that the boy looks like Gu Beihua... "

After a pause, he continued, "it's just that the temperament is not very similar."

"Pa Ta" a, Xue Yunlan suddenly back hand, will ice bag to the table, turned around and put down a word, "I go to get the medicine box, wait a moment."

Xue Yunbiao felt the coolness on his face disappear suddenly. He wanted to get up and have a look, but he didn't want to open his eyes.

All day and all night, he was in a high state of mental tension, and he was a little out of support.

Body and soft cotton sofa cover together, a strong sense of sleepiness suddenly climbed up his mind, gentle but quickly spread. After a while, Xue Yunbiao felt a fight between his eyelids.

The moment before the last faint light disappeared, he thought of Gu Qingwei's face again.

The man always seems to be smiling, whether it's talking or drinking tea.

His eyes are very beautiful. The corners of his eyes are slightly upward, gentle but with a bit of cold and sharp, like a peach blossom growing in a dangerous and secluded valley.

Xue Yunbiao didn't think about it any more.

He yawned lazily, turned over, adjusted his comfortable posture, and fell asleep the next second.

Xue Yunlan quickly walked up the stairs, and finally almost became a trot.

She went back to her room and quickly closed the door with her backhand. When she turned and stuck it on the door, a thin layer of thick sweat appeared on her back.

Xue Yunlan gasped for breath, and felt in her pants pocket in a panic. But she couldn't touch anything for a long time. Then she remembered that she had just put her mobile phone under the sofa cushion.

Think of this, Xue Yunlan tut a, angrily in his leg beat a punch.

She only hesitated for less than a moment, but sweat was pouring down her forehead.

She gritted her teeth, looked around quickly, and finally landed on the plane in front of the bedside table.

As soon as her eyes brightened, she rushed over. When she had no way to go, she suddenly looked back and saw the smell of flowers and willows.

Gu Beihua drove slowly and steadily along the way.

Although he knew that Qu Qingchen didn't really fall asleep, what she said was just an excuse to interrupt the topic.

But he did not directly expose it, and even showed an unprecedented good temper, accompanying her to perform the play thoroughly.

Qu Qingchen keeps the posture of sleeping in the past and doesn't move. His neck is almost broken and he doesn't dare to move. He carries Gu Beihua and stops the car.

"Wake me up." Qu Qingchen silently clenched his teeth and thought, "I can't hold on!"

Gu Beihua didn't live up to her expectation. He pushed her gently on her shoulder. A deep and mellow voice came to her in a faint voice, "here comes chen'er."

Qu Qingchen just pretended not to hear it, until he repeated it several times, he reluctantly opened his eyes, made a sleepy expression, and lengthened his voice

Gu Beihua's eyes were slightly wrinkled for a moment, and the corners of his lips were slightly crooked. He said, "well, did you wake up?"

Qu Qingchen lazily raised his hand and yawned, quietly holding the neck that was about to be broken and lifted it up, with a little nasal sound in his voice. He didn't wake up like, "well... Where's my mobile phone?"

Gu Beihua quietly watched her acting, put a white mobile phone into her palm, "when you just fell asleep, your hand was loose, and your mobile phone fell into the car."

"Is it?" Qu Qingchen chuckled twice and said with embarrassment, "thank you, uncle Gu."