Chapter 580

After taking a bath, Gu Qingge blows her hair in the mirror and sees Lu Xingye's mind full.

Gu Qingge stopped the hair dryer and looked at Lu Xingye: "what? What I said just now gives you a headache? "

"You and your son."

Gu Qingge is expecting Lu Xingye to find out the truth, but what Lu Xingye says next makes Gu Qingge helpless.

"Also a netizen?"

"Poof." Gu Qingge did not suppress a smile, her family Mr. Lu's logic, is also great.

Think is also, Lu Xingye know her original name, should also have checked, but should be able to find things are not much.

After all, she and Su Ningxue often share the same name, so it's not so easy to find out who they are.

However, Lu Xingye should be able to find out. She didn't come out and met other people outside the snow night.

So, in terms of the logic of land travel night, it's true that online chat is more likely.

Lu Xingye naturally takes the hair dryer from Gu Qingge's hand and gently and carefully blows Gu Qingge's hair.

"I guess not?" Lu Xingye frowned. He had just thought about it for a long time and thought that this guess should be the most reliable one.

Gu Qingge shook his head with a smile of unknown meaning in his mouth: "Mr. Lu, who is so smart, can't guess?"

Lu Xingye's eyebrows wrinkled deeper. As soon as his wife Lu's words came out, if he really couldn't guess, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?

After helping Gu Qingge dry his hair, Lu Xingye leaned over to hold Gu Qingge up and put him on the bed. With strong aggression, his voice was low: "Mrs. Lu, don't you give me any more hints?"

Gu Qingge stretched out his hand to pull Lu Xingye's tie, and said: "good relationship, we know everything about each other. He won't be angry at what I do, and he doesn't need to consider his ideas. I have a good relationship with Xueye. I'm very familiar with the plot and human settings of shiqingtianxia. Aren't these tips enough for you to draw a conclusion? "

Gu Qingge really checked that I was the young master Jinghong. Did these hints not be obvious enough?

Lu Xingye shook his head, and his voice was even more low and hoarse, as if he was enduring something: "it's not enough, it's not enough."

"Well?" Gu Qingge looks at Lu Xingye suspiciously, but he looks in his eyes. She is the only one in his eyes.

Before Gu Qingge opened her mouth, she felt something against her. Her face was a little red. She knew what Lu Xingye meant.

Lu Xingye didn't give Gu Qingge a chance to speak. He bowed his head, kissed Gu Qingge and nibbled Gu Qingge's lips: "Mrs. Lu belongs to me alone. Even if the other party is a childe, I won't let her."

Lu Xingye's tone is very firm, and he seems to be serious, but the action on his hand is not serious. In a word, Gu Qingge's Nightgown is gone.

"Speak as you speak. Can you stop fiddling?" Gu Qingge said something coquettishly.

"No Lu Xingye retorts without thinking about it. He continues to light the fire on Gu Qingge, and his tone is more and more ambiguous: "at this time, just do not say."

The sound of Lu Xing's night talk falls down, and he uses the whole night to practice his words. Gu Qingge is so tired that he doesn't want to pay attention to Lu Xing's night talk.