Chapter 68

Song Yi was stunned, and her heart was stung by bees. Gu Xingchuan always remembered what he had said.

"So..." Gu Xingchuan, staring at Song Yi's eyes, asked in a low voice, "what do you want me to be? Cheng song? Or what weekend? You won't leave if I become them? "

In short, it's not like he is now. Fourth master Shen has already said that he wants him to change, mature and stable, and become a person worthy of trust in the secular definition.

It made him feel bad at the thought.

These two names can't be used. Song Yi sighs in her heart. If Gu Xingchuan becomes Cheng song, it's not Gu Xingchuan. It seems that fourth master Shen didn't give Gu Xingchuan less eye drops, forcing the children into this way, "I don't want you to become Cheng song or Zhou Moquan."

Gu Xingchuan's slender eyes did not blink and squinted slightly. His black eyelashes were bent into two curved strings.

Song Yi is not a taste, a face serious to a reassurance: "from our acquaintance to now, you are what kind of person, I am very clear, I never thought of you to change, I hope that we grow up together, learn how to be a father together."

Cheng song is certainly good. Song Yi does not deny that if he wants to vote for the best man in the social circle, Song Yi will definitely vote for Cheng song. But if he and Cheng song can make it, they will be 800 years ago, and they are almost alive.

Another reason why you don't want to go

Song Yi has no choice but to think that what you said is that you are like national color and natural fragrance. When you look closely, the face in front of you is pretty and beautiful. It is really a bit of national beauty and natural fragrance. "Do you think I have a big stomach, how can I attract bees and butterflies?"

To put aside the fact that there was such capital in the past, we can't even recruit Mao with a strong stomach.

Gu Xingchuan glanced at his plump abdomen, and his eyes moved up slowly. From the abdomen, he could see the straight chest, and the slight chest drum supported by the chest muscles. The neck tied by the black turtleneck was white and delicate, and the temptation of abstinence was full. He had seen more people wearing high necked sweaters. Song Yi alone made him look like he was stripped up and down.

"Give me a kiss, and I'll trust you for the moment." Gu Xingchuan slightly turned his head and turned his cheek away.

Song Yi didn't like it very much. Looking around, the staff were busy. No one noticed here. He went up to Gu Xingchuan and dropped a butterfly like kiss on his cheek. There was a slight salty smell after intense exercise between his nose

Gu Xingchuan touched his side face and squinted at Song Yi, "too perfunctory."

"Supply you next time." Song Yi was not used to being intimate in public. Although all the people present knew his relationship with Gu Xingchuan, he was still very ashamed to kiss in front of people.

Gu Xingchuan picked up his eyebrows, and his eyes changed. Song Yi was as bright as glass when he looked at him like this. He raised his neck slightly and hid back, but it was still faster than Gu Xingchuan.

Gu Xingchuan pinched his jaw, forcing him to raise his head to accept the deep kiss. His breath was intertwined, and he tasted Song Yi inside and outside.

The light in the stadium is like the day. There is nothing to hide from them. They are inseparable from each other. The young people around them are blushing and can't avoid it.

Song Yi opened her eyes and tried to frighten Gu Xingchuan with her eyes. Gu Xingchuan did not move. The kiss was full of color and gas, and she did it in the same way as in the right way.

"Well..." Song Yi snorted softly in her nose. When a long kiss parted, she saw a strong attachment from Gu Xingchuan Yanli. Her eyes were slightly red and looked pitiful.

Song Yi pursed her numb lips and whispered, "you can come to me."

They are in love now. You and I are together for 24 hours a day. You can't see people across half the earth. Song Yi also wants to take care of Xingchuan.

Gu Xingchuan patted his clothes, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, looked at Song Yi from top to bottom, with a stiff tone, "I'll come to see you and supervise if you've seduced other men."

With that, she turned around and left Song Yi with a straight and beautiful back, and left without looking back.

Song Yi realized that he was still depressed. She patted her forehead with the back of her hand and choked. Now she knows how difficult it is to choose one for career love. No wonder so many people fall on this option.

Song Yi's career is the capital for him to settle down and make a living. Without a career, there would be no him today. I don't know what hard work he will be in.

Gu Xingchuan, however, was reluctant to part with him. He felt that Gu Xingchuan was like a rose thorn. When he pierced into his body, he was in agony and filled with grief and indignation. However, as time went by, the thorn grew with his flesh and blood. Now it is no less painful for him to move this thorn.

It's hard to be a man.

The days of the trip are getting closer and closer. Song Yi accompanies the elders of the Shen family to eat every day these days, and finally remembers the names of the unfamiliar relatives in the family.

During this period, Shen Li used a strange mobile phone to send a message. Because of the online noise, he even lost his job in the wedding dress shop. Now Zhao Hongyan is still in hospital. He has to sell his luxury goods to make a living. I hope Song Yi can say something nice in front of the fourth master Shen. He doesn't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face.Song Yi took a look at it and deleted it directly. The miserable days of no money had just begun. The mother and son didn't care at all about their broken affairs. Whether they died or lived, they would go with the Lord.

Song Jie, on the other hand, is quite worried. He has made a large sum of money in Song Jie's account, which is enough for Song Jie to live for several years.

Fourth master Shen personally sent Song Yi to the airport. Song Yi sent a farewell message to Gu Xingchuan. It was like a stone sinking into the sea. Song Yi estimated that young master Gu was still angry, so she had to wait for the plane to find a way to repair the relationship.

Fourth master Shen, sitting in the black Passat co pilot, glanced at Song Yi in the back seat, and said with concern: "in foreign countries, you should take good care of yourself. I have arranged a cook driver over there. If you think it's not suitable, you can change it. Don't feel aggrieved."

Song Yi smiles. "Fourth master, don't worry. I'm not a child. I'll take care of myself properly."

"If I were younger, I would go abroad with you." Fourth master Shen raised his hand and rubbed his stiff back neck. "I'm old now. I've forgotten all my English!"

Song Yi nodded and promised with a smile, "fourth master, when I come back from abroad, I will supplement your English every day at home. Maybe you will remember."

Fourth master Shen laughed, "I can't think of it any more."

After a meal, he looked at Song Yi with a smile in the rearview mirror, "are you still called fourth master? Change your name

Song Yi smiles and lowers her eyes. She tries to open her mouth. The address still can't be called out, "sorry, fourth master."

Fourth master Shen couldn't bear to blame him. He shook his head with a dry smile. "What's the matter with you and your family boy?"

"We're fine." Song Yi is in a panic.

Fourth master Shen snorted, rubbing his hands and saying, "Gu Shaoyuan calls me every day and sends me a pile of ginseng and bird's nests. I donated them all to the Red Army nursing home. It's good for Gu's family. Don't take it to heart. I have to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, you will marry into the family, and I'm afraid the father and son surnamed Gu will bully you!"

"Four masters, this is still early."

Fourth master Shen turned his head and took a look at his stomach. He said happily, "it's late. I've thought of all the children's names. Shen GUI, what do you think?"

"It's too early. It's not too late for names to rise again." Song Yi understood the meaning of the word GUI and was moved by the heart of fourth master Shen.

Fourth master Shen didn't say anything more. He planned to think of a few more names for use. Anyway, the children had to be Shen.

Passat stops in the parking lot of the airport. Song Yi takes a look at her mobile phone, but Gu Xingchuan still doesn't return information. She has never been like this before. She is very angry.

At the front seat, fourth master Shen and uncle Liu are chatting with each other. When they talk about their experiences of going abroad, uncle Liu nods.

Song Yi holds a small notebook and checks whether he wants to bring everything with him. There seems to be a shadow jumping in front of him. He twisted his neck and saw a pink post it note on the black glass window. On it is a small peach heart, which is pierced by Cupid's arrow. The painting is very simple and lovely.

His heart moved. Looking at the four masters Shen and uncle Liu in front of him, he rolled down a section of the window, and the cold breath poured in. He stretched out his hand to take the note. Before he touched the corner of the paper, he was held by a cool hand, and forcibly crossed his fingers.

Gu Xingchuan bowed to him and blinked. His other hand took a post it note and shook it. He said with his lips, "I won't give it to you."

Song Yi couldn't help looking at fourth master Shen, who was still chatting with uncle Liu. He looked back at Gu Xingchuan, moved his lips, and said silently, "let me go first."

"No Gu Xingchuan holds his hand tightly, and Song Yi's fingers hurt a little.

Song Yi's sadness of parting in his heart is less than half, and he would like to stretch out his head and bite him, "what are you doing here?"

"See you off."

"Aren't you in a mood?"

Gu Xingchuan glanced at him, not too happy to pinch his palm, "you can really much."

Song Yi gently smiles, and feels itchy and numb in the palm of his hand. Gu Xingchuan looks at his palm and seems to have written something with his fingertips. He is attentive to understand it.

A stroke, a regular.

"Take care."

The author has something to say: only a little farewell is better than a new marriage.

I have something to do today, but it's too late. I'll make up for orz tomorrow.

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