Chapter 182

Gu Qingxin looks at the delicate food in front of him, hands a pair of chopsticks to Beiming cold's hand, and habitually takes two pieces of food for him first, then he picks up the bowl and starts to eat.

"No more pain?" Beiming cold hesitates to look at the happy little thing to eat. It just looks like it's going to die. Is it OK so soon?

Gu Qingxin, "..."

"OK..." She replied with a groan, can this kind of thing not come out to say.

Beiming cold see her shy hate can't bury face into the bowl, silent raised lip, picked up chopsticks to eat.

After eating, Gu Qingxin opened the chocolate cake and asked, "young master, do you want to eat it?"

Beiming cold shook his head. "I never eat sweets."

"Oh."

Gu took a fork and began to eat the cake. Suddenly, his chin was pinched and his face was turned. The man's face came together and his tongue was licked on her chocolate stained lips.

"It's not bad." He nodded contentedly, punning.

“……”

I don't mean I never eat sweets. Why come to lick her mouth!

After eating, Beiming cold began to work. He threw a tablet to Gu Qingxin, "if you are bored, you can play with the tablet."

Instead of playing with the tablet, Gu Qingxin finds out the drawing board and continues to improve his shirt designed for beiminghan.

Because the clothes are designed for Beiming cold, she would look at the man sitting behind the desk from time to time.

It's true that men who work hard are the most charming. Even if they don't like Beiming cold, they have to admit that men at this moment are extremely charming.

Beiming cold is absolutely God's favorite. It's elegant, noble and perfect in appearance. It's tall, healthy and not exaggerated. It's the contradictory breath with asceticism and wild sexy. It's impossible for all the men she has seen to compare it with half

Gu leans on the wide, creamy white sofa. Her little feet step on the edge of the sofa. The drawing board is on her leg. She keeps drawing on it with a pen.

In the afternoon, the sun is peaceful and serene. Through the wide floor to ceiling windows, it shines in gently, plating a light halo on everything in the house.

No one in the room spoke, only the sound of the keyboard being knocked and the rustle of the pencil drawing on the paper kept ringing

Let the first room of this cold and hard office have a warm and peaceful taste

When Gu Qingxin raised his head again, he suddenly found that the man didn't know when to stand in front of her. Gu Qingxin was shocked, and he immediately held the picture board on his chest and asked nervously, "what are you doing?"

"Let me see what you drew?" Beiming cold actually wanted to come. He knew that the little girl had been looking at him, so he was really curious about what the little girl was drawing.

"I'm designing clothes Of course, it's drawing design drawings. " Goo explains.

"Oh, let me see." Beiming cold reaches for her drawing board.

Gu Qingxin hugs her more tightly. "I can't see. It's my secret!"

"You are all mine! There must be no secrets in front of me. " North hell cold two hands to take.

Gu leans over the sofa and presses the drawing board on his chest. He says angrily, "you are unreasonable. Even if I sell it to you, I have my own thoughts. Who can have no secret?"

"It's not allowed Bring it! " Beiming cold continues to approach her.

"No!" Gu Qingxin suddenly ran into him, jumped off the sofa and ran.