"I'm not in the mood to touch you now. Look at your face. How can I do it?" Ke Yuan stood on the edge of the bed with his hands in his pockets, and then walked out.
Su Fu Leng Leng looking at the ceiling, silently turned over and closed his eyes.
I'm going to sleep a little longer.
But Ke Yuan seems very strange.
Gu Yihan collected some information about Ke Yuan to Xia Liu. Looking at her curious appearance, she was a little jealous. "You don't really think he is your childhood sweetheart, so you have other feelings about him?"
Xia Liu Yu Guang glanced at his dissatisfied expression, slightly invisible hooked his lips, raised his head and thought seriously: "indeed, when I saw him, I felt very moved, and I felt that what he was doing now was a little distressed. Before, he seemed to be really good to me."
Someone's face suddenly black, pinch up Xialiu's face is very uncomfortable, "heartache? Your husband is in front of you, but you say you love another man? Liu Liu, have I been too kind to you recently? "
How dare she love Ke Yuan?
Xia Liu took Gu Yihan ' For a while. "
What's more, the fragments that flashed by didn't seem to be able to be stitched together. The more so, the more she wanted to remember.
I want to see my father and my life. That's enough.
Gu Yihan touched her head, his face softened a lot, "you know, no matter you and Ke Yuan were partners before, he is now on a different road with us. Maybe one day, my colleagues will catch him personally, so it's better to stay away."
She will be sad when she gets the real parting moment.
As for Ke Yuan, it seems that he really doesn't know whether Xiaoyu was killed by him or not. To find out the president, he can only start from Ke Yuan.
Sufu and Keyuan, this is his only clue.
……
In the evening, the night shrouds the earth, and the lights of the city are brighter than the stars. The clock ticks through several circles and stops on the number nine.
Sufu wakes up in a daze and looks at everything in front of her eyes for a short time. Then she sits up and rubs her eyes, turns on the light and takes a look.
I raised my ears and listened to the movement outside. It was quiet.
Hasn't Ke Yuan come back yet?
It's so late, the form is so severe, nothing will happen to him, right?
Thinking, Sufu lifted the quilt and got out of bed without wearing shoes.
Just the moment she opened the door, the situation in front of her took a breath.
On the sofa in the living room, Ke Yuan sits quietly. Opposite him, there is a white haired man with a straight back and a strong aura.
With the sound of opening the door, Ke Yuan and the old man looked over.
"Respectful eyes on the head of sufu, asked
Peng he bent his lips and said, "Fu Fu, long time no see."
Sufu slowly came forward, breathing slightly trembling, "yes, how are you?"
Peng he smiles, "OK." Standing up, leaning on crutches, she walks up to sufu. Suddenly, she puts away her smile and gives her a heavy slap -