Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Gu Qingwei watched his car sway left and right along the road, and his faint smile gradually blurred in the dark sky.

In front of the cemetery gate, Xiao Jing could not help but stop before going out, turned around and looked back.

The afterglow of the setting sun dragged on for a long time and fell on half of his side face, casting a thick and light shadow on his three-dimensional facial features. Under the long and thick eyelashes, the dark pupils were tinged with wisps of sadness.

Su Xiaoyu saw the heart move, quietly pinched the palm, in his heart a finger, "Xiao Xiao, we should go."

"Well." Xiao Jingye rubbed his nose for a while, and a vague grunt rolled out of his throat.

When Tan Jing was sent to the place where Mu Yun was arranged, he suddenly felt that his soul had been liberated.

Before, he was struggling in the complex dark abyss, desperately trying to find a bright exit, but he never felt so confused. Now everything has come to an end in this short day, but he suddenly felt a little lost.

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Su Xiaoyu tried to persuade him in a soft voice, "Xiao Xiao, I know you don't like her, but since the young master arranged it like this, naturally he has his reason, and in this case, Xiao... Can also have a companion. In fact, it's very good. You don't have to embarrass yourself any more, OK?"

Xiao Jingye dropped her eyes and looked at her. He nodded his head and comforted himself along with her words. "Yes, I found a companion for my second brother..."

He was chanting and chanting, and suddenly he had a loud voice, and his body was beating violently.

Su Xiaoyu felt the stiffness of his muscles, then startled, looked up at him in a hurry, "Xiao Xiao, what's the matter with you? It's all right! "

Young master Xiao looked around and said in a low voice, "it's not suitable to say here. Let's say it in another place."

Su Xiaoyu, with a big question mark on his head, is held in his arms, half pushed and half hugged, dragged forward, stumbling for a long time, and then stuffed into the car by him.

Xiao Jingye first shoves her in, turns over and jumps into the driver's seat, and then closes all the doors and windows tightly. Then he suddenly turns his head to look at Su Xiaoyu.

I don't know if it's because he just came here. He's a little bit panting, and his eyes are more bright than usual. Su Xiaoyu's heart is thumping, and his throat is rising rapidly with an indescribable heat.

What's the situation? Is it the legendary thought of lust?

But this just came out of the cemetery, even if the firewood and fire do not have to do so!

Su Xiaoyu's face turned red quickly, and the whole person turned into a fresh and full tomato. The blood red on his cheekbones was bright, spreading all the way to his white neck.

It's a pity that their car is in the underground parking lot, and the light is especially dim. The dim yellow light in the car splashes on any object like a layer of sweet honey and butter, and can't see the original color of things.

Xiao Jingye's mind revolved around the idea that just came out, and didn't notice that there was something wrong with the state of people in front of him.

He coughed softly and said, "Xiaoyu, there's something I wanted to discuss with you before, but I've forgotten too many things these two days. I just remembered it."

Su Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned more red.

It turns out that young master Xiao, who has always been as generous as the Himalayan trench, has such a tender side. He even needs to ask his wife's opinion in advance for such things.

It's really... Gentle and lovely.

Su Xiaoyu nodded, "you... You say."