Chapter 332

Gu fell in love with the whole person hanging on him. Beiming cold asked her to sit well and looked at her black green silk. He couldn't let go of it. He gently stroked her with his big hand, just like the best silk. He was sure that her hair was absolutely natural without any chemical perm, but Good enough to make people jealous.

He said, "I'll comb your hair."

"You will?" Gu takes him by the waist and looks up at him.

Beiming cold was stunned by her question, and then a strange color flashed on his face. Gu Qingxin, out of curiosity, kept staring at him and looking at his expression. Suddenly, his heart was tightened.

"Well." He answered, and lowered his head and fingers to insert them into her hair. Although his movements were strange, he managed to pull up her long hair and insert it with a hairpin.

After Beiming cold combed her hair, Gu Qingxin suddenly raised his hand and pulled down the hairpin. A green silk poured down again. Beiming cold frowned at her. "What are you doing?"

"Suddenly I don't like this hairstyle. It's too old-fashioned. I comb it myself." Gu Qingxin puts down his hairpin, finds a hair ring from the drawer, and simply ties his long hair behind his head.

“……”

Gu Qingxin stands up and takes care of his cheongsam. Although Beiming cold has paid attention to it, he is still a little wrinkled behind him. Fortunately, he can't see it carefully.

Beiming cold gazed at her figure, and pressed her lips hard, and frowned.

The knock on the door sounded, and Beiming cold walked past. Night seven stood at the door and said a few words to him. Beiming cold looked back at Gu Qingxin and told her, "don't walk around if you have nothing to do, just stay in the room."

"I see." Gu Qingxin doesn't want to go out. If it's not the hoax of the old man of Beiming, she doesn't want to come at all.

Gu Qingxin didn't go out, but someone refused to let her go. The flames were set open. Salsa of Beiming pushed the door and came in. She looked like a peacock with a big toe and a high air.

Gu Qingxin looks at a paper box similar to a barrel of noodles in her hand, stands up vigilantly and looks at her, frowns and asks, "what's wrong with Miss nine?"

"It's nothing. I'm here to greet you. Don't think you have my six brothers to support you. I dare not move you. This is Yuyuan, not Beiyuan!" Beiming Sasha said that there was a glimmer of pride in her eyes. She raised her hand and prepared to turn to Gu.

Gu fell in love with her at the moment when she came in. How could she be so easy.

Gu fell in love with her faster than she did. She gave her a hard push. The bowl of boiling soup on Beiming Sasha's hand spilled directly on her head and face. She cried out in a moment when she was in pain.

"Ah! My face! My face! " Beiming Sasha cried and cried. In order to take care of the hot soup she asked for in the kitchen, she must be disfigured. This damned woman is really cruel.

The sound of Beiming Sasha attracted many people. The servants of Beiming family immediately went to tell the master.

Gu Qingxin stares at the funny woman who is drenched with soup. She takes a step back. She is afraid that if salsa is really mad, she will start her hand. She can't take advantage of her current skills.

So it's safer to stay away from her If she's going crazy for a while, she can run.