Late late embarrassed pursed mouth Yang lip, "hungry have nothing to eat, can only feed on their own."

She took out bird's eggs to fill her stomach. At the worst, she went to the market to pick up rotten cabbages that others didn't want

Wen Mo's remaining light has been looking at his late eyes.

Her eyes were calm and bright. She didn't leave any haze because of the past hardship, and she didn't think it was any difficult topic.

He finally understood why her eyes could look so good, perhaps because of her heart.

She played with the Chenxiang hand string of Qinan, laughing a little silly, but her eyes were smart, and all of them were satisfied.

Wen Mo likes this kind of state very much. Looking at her, her eyes become soft and soft.

Gu Xicheng just saw this scene when he pushed the door in.

His eye color a dark, one side of the big la la toward the wine cabinet, one side shape seems to open at will.

"Late, your family is not very poor, how can your parents leave such valuable relics?"

When she realized that someone was coming in, she was stunned and decided that she was not a paparazzi reporter.

Gu Xicheng is Wenmo's friend. Although she doesn't want to pay attention, she has to take Wenmo's face into consideration.

"I don't know. My aunt just said it was a gift they gave me."

I didn't catch the implication of his words.

Take a sip of Xicheng red wine.

"Are you sure it's yours?" This time, he asked very simply and rudely!

Late night frowned, "what does Mr. Gu mean, suspecting me?"

Wen Mo glanced at him coldly, "take care of your mouth."

Gu Xicheng raised his hand to make a surrender, "OK, it's my cheap mouth, OK, I'll ask casually, as for your sensitivity?"

He poured two more glasses of red wine, and his slender fingers flicked at the top of the goblet, making a clear Ding sound.

"President Wen, congratulations on the successful conclusion of the auction. Here's to you."

He handed two glasses of wine to two people respectively. "Congratulations on recovering the remains of his parents later."

Gu Xicheng's mouth has always been cheap. Seeing that he has no malice, Wen Mo and Chi Wan regard him as an intermittent criminal.

Hand string lost and recovered, late in a good mood, with a look at Wen Mo, gladly took the glass.

"Thank you."

"Well Cheers? " Gu Xicheng picks eyebrows.

Wen Mo takes a look at him, and then he raises his hand.

After a soft clink, she took a sip late. She felt that it tasted good. She was just a little thirsty and drank a little more.

"Drink less, forget about last time?" Wen Mo put down his glass to remind him.

After a late action, two beautiful blushes rose from the cheeks.

I'll never forget it!

Drunk sex or something

She glared at Wen Mo with shame and indignation. She didn't see Gu Xicheng's hidden surge in his eyes.

After half an hour, late busy with hand string, Wen Mo and Gu Xicheng have a chat.

Estimating the time is almost the same, Gu Xicheng is about to leave.

Wen Mo also stood up and said to Chi Wan, "I'll say hello to those people. I'll take you back and wait for me here."

Late late attention was hand string away half, did not look up, gently um.

Gu Xicheng glanced at her and put his hands in his trousers. With a cynical smile on his mouth, he went out with Wen mo.

Before long, late satisfied with the hand string on the wrist, finally willing to raise his head.

I don't know why, after the focus was scattered, she suddenly felt a little hot