Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Ah Qin reached out and stroked her head, suddenly feeling dizzy.

Gu Qingwei reached out to help her timely, and his gentle voice floated over. With his unique cold fragrance, he quietly penetrated into her breath, "what's the matter? Are you dizzy? "

As soon as he got close, ah chin felt his brain exploded, like someone threw a bucket of burning two kicks into it.

The boiling blood surged up along the pulse tube, breaking Newton's second law all his life, almost pushing her spirit up.

Gu Qingwei finger tip cool temperature, let her suddenly hit a spirit, consciousness slightly recovered a little bit.

She looked at the young and handsome man in front of her, and looked at her own neighborhood through the window.

Although she had been with Qu Qingchen for so many years, in fact, she did not save any money. A girl wandering outside, in order to solve the problem of food and clothing, the right choice at this time is particularly important.

In the downtown area, every inch of land, every inch of money, a year's rent is not affordable by her ordinary working class. For ah Qin, the monthly salary is not only a simple number of increase or decrease, it means that the food is cold and warm for a long time to come.

So she chose this neighborhood.

Although the location of the community is relatively remote, there are 15 subway stations between the community and GM company building, plus five bus stations and half an hour's walking distance, the most prosperous place nearby should be the chicken flying dog leaping vegetable market, and the largest customer group is a group of old people and women with feet less than 500 meters.

Although the environmental sanitation of the community is very poor, the property fee of Weibo seems to be floating. The dustpan and broom that should have been held by the sanitation workers are lying quietly at the door of each unit building, and the dust can be as thick as two fingers.

Although the hardware facilities of the community are not satisfactory, the walls are covered with patches of different sizes and shapes, and the parts where the wall powder falls off are covered with thick small advertising paper. The sunlight pours down and is reflected into the windows of the opposite upstairs by the plastic paper sticking to the door of the unit building she just came out of.

The distance between buildings is so narrow that it can only accommodate two tiny cars passing by. At this time, Gu Qingwei's brand-new Ferrari leans towards the middle, which is like a diamond falling from the angel's palm.

Ah Qin was in a trance for a while and suddenly reacted.

She should have been outside, and those poor life, in order to eat the next meal can be decent and struggling in the quagmire.

But now she is sitting in Gu Qingwei's luxury car with soft leather seats under her body, enjoying the continuous air-conditioning from the car air conditioner, and having a long talk with a handsome rich son, who is already her boyfriend in a sense.

Ah chin suddenly felt as if she had grasped a hand, and the hand was slowly dragging her out of the mire - she smelled a little light.

"Ah chin, ah chin?"

Gu Qingwei's voice is more and more clear, as if from outer space, separated by tens of thousands of light-years of Galaxy light and cosmic dust, galloping through the atmosphere, came to her side.

Ah Qin came back and looked up, "ah? I... how did I... "

Gu Qingwei raised the corner of his lips and showed his trademark peach blossom like smile, "I think your face is a little bad, isn't it dizzy? Why don't you take a break. "

Then he reached out and tried to push the door open.