"Gong ye, ice cream is really delicious. You must try it later."
Ji Yanyan looks at the empty ice cream bucket and talks endlessly.
Gong Ye didn't answer her. He leaned forward and pushed the door open to let in some air outside, and sent out the sweet smell of ice cream in the car.
After the door is pushed open, Ji Yanyan looks at the garbage on her hand.
"Get out of the car and get rid of the garbage. Hurry up." Gong Ye pushes her little hand and urges.
She pouts, holding the empty ice cream bucket, and looks at Gong ye with her round eyes.
"How can I have a boyfriend like you who is not considerate at all? Shouldn't you help me to throw away the garbage?" Ji Yanyan murmurs.
He had pushed her away and asked her to throw away the garbage, but he still refused to leave.
"Come on, don't dally."
Gong Ye urges.
Ji Yanyan gets out of the car unhappily, holding the paper can of ice cream. She goes to the front of the garbage can, throws the garbage in, and goes back to the car. As soon as the door closes, Gong Ye presses over.
"Sweetheart Ji, you must have bewitched me, right?" He lowered his eyes and stared at her red lips.
She did not dare to move, his warm breath brushed his cheek, warm, crisp, itchy, like a small white feather in the provocation, want to beat him.
After all, the uncle in front of him is very handsome. He wants to have abdominal muscles and chest muscles.
"You You just gave me the * * and made me dizzy. It's up to you. "
Ji Yanyan is weak and stammers. Her round eyes dare not look at his black eyes.
Gong Ye laughs. His slender fingers lift her chin. Her thin lips cover her soft red lips. The tip of his tongue gently depicts her lips.
"Well..." She was paralyzed and leaned against the seat of the car, her little hand around his thin waist.
He pushed her away quickly.
Ji Yanyan feels confused and hurt.
What's wrong with her? She was pushed away by him. Shouldn't the next thing come naturally?
Gong Ye pushes the door open and yells at the driver waiting outside, "drive, go back."
Ji Yanyan could hear that there was a strong forbearance in his voice, as if he was holding something.
She doesn't dare to speak or look at Gong Ye's eyes. Well, she doesn't know where she has offended the men around her.
"Yes, young master."
The driver respectfully opened the door and sat in the car.
Behind a car is the bodyguard's, two cars before and after driving forward, leaving the busy downtown center.
Gong Yu and Wei Xiaochun return to Gong's castle. Instead of letting her continue to ride in a wheelchair, he carries her in.
Pei Yingrong goes out to attend the Party of the ladies' group, and Gong Shi deals with business affairs in the company.
"I'm so angry. This kind of person deserves to be the president."
A soft, angry voice came from outside.
Gong Yu has no time to go upstairs with Wei Xiaochun in his arms. Pei Yingrong comes in with Du Haixin.
"Husband, mother seems very angry." She said, trembling.
His cold eyes glared at Wei Xiaochun fiercely, twisting his sword eyebrows and said, "you are now the young lady of the palace family. I don't allow you to show such a frightened look. What's more, you have my support. What are you afraid of?"
Wei Xiaochun smile, her black eyes staring at the man in front of him, he is really good, good to let her can't leave.
"Have you come back from the birth examination?"
Pei Yingrong forcibly suppresses his anger and looks at them with a kind face.
"Yes, mother." Wei Xiaochun's answer is neither humble nor overbearing.
She wanted to jump from the palace and was stopped by Pei Yingrong. "It's OK. I know you're not in good health."
Du Haixin looks at Wei Xiaochun. She knows that Pei Yingrong can't speak.
"Madame was enlisted by the president at the party." She looked at Wei Xiaochun and said, "it's because of a dress."
Dress?
"Gong Yu, let's go to the living room for a while." She looked at him and said.
Holding him like this, she felt sorry for his tiredness.
When Du Haixin hears that Wei Xiaochun is willing to listen to the dress, Pei Yingrong takes her to the living room for a while.
"What does mother's business have to do with dresses?" Wei Xiaochun asked softly.
Du Hai thought to continue, Pei Yingrong just opened his mouth.
Wei Xiaochun looks at her sitting on the sofa, with her elegant and noble posture and elegant clothes. Pei Yingrong wants people to draw down and collect them properly.
"When you were Vivian, the president bought a dress you designed." Pei Yingrong said, "I said Vivian is in my family. No one else believes it."
What she thought it was, it turned out to be.
"Mother, I have a dress for Chris. It hasn't been found yet. You can try it on. If it doesn't fit, I'll call him and ask him to revise it."Wei Xiaochun said with a smile
when Pei Yingrong heard about the dress, she was naturally happy
there is no woman who does not love sachets, beautiful clothes or expensive jewelry. It seems that she can compete with the president
"how can this be done? It must be the best work if you put it there."
Pei Yingrong declined to accept this gift
it can be seen that Pei Yingrong likes her dress very much
it's also a blessing for a designer to meet her fan sister
"it's time for you to go upstairs and have a rest." Gong Yu's low eyes glared at Wei Xiaochun's face, "mother, let's go up first."
she looked at him with displeasure
"husband, you are so filial."
she whispered in his ear
they are standing in the elevator in a narrow space, and the interaction between them is very close
Gong Yu's cold eyes glared at Wei Xiaochun deeply, twisted his sword eyebrows, and Jun Pang straightened, "what do you mean?"
"as you know, mother is a proud person, you can't say thank you. If you take me away, in fact, it will save her face." She untied his shirt button with her soft little hand and saw Xing's clavicle. Her fingers lingered on it. "Husband, sometimes you are so bad that people will only love you more."
Gong Yu chuckled
when they enter the bedroom, Gong Yu puts Wei Xiaochun on the bedroom, and the kiss continues
his black eyes were staring at Wei Xiaochun, and his voice was Xing