Chapter 1382

Since she has already taken the initiative, Gu Linhan is naturally not willing to let go, immediately pressed Pei Qingle's head and deepened the kiss.

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Pei Qingle breathed slowly. Her lip was just bitten by Gu Linhan. It was not painful, but itchy, just like her heart.

She looked at the dishes she had bought on the table and whispered, "eat first. This is your favorite shop."

The food box is insulated, with five floors in total. All the dishes in it are the dishes that Gu Linhan likes to eat.

It's strange to say that although there was a big difference in their tastes before, they both liked each other. But after a long time together, the taste is more and more similar. The dishes she likes gradually have the ones Gu Linhan likes. Similarly, although Gu Linhan likes the dishes now, they are also very suitable for her taste.

The smell of the meal suddenly filled the whole office. Gu Linhan laughed and subconsciously wanted to take off his glasses, but after thinking about it, he put down his hand.

"To he's today?" Gu Linhan peels the shrimp. His movements are very fast. The slender white fingers move gently, and the fresh and tender shrimp meat comes out.

Instead of moving chopsticks, he peeled all the prawns to make Pei Qingle happy.

Pei Qingle said it all.

"He really resents being mentioned by others. Otherwise, he won't give me face in public and directly order to leave. This kind of thing would not have happened before." He Guowei is a man who gives great face to his younger generation. Pei Qingle is clear about this.

Gu Linhan rubbed her head and changed the topic: "he Guowei has already made a move. As you imagine, he didn't borrow money, but decided to mortgage the house."

Pei Qingle laughed, his eyes full of sarcasm.

She is too aware of the people like he Quanshan, and Gu's cooperation. At this time, he will never make a statement. Because once spread out, it is very likely to be intercepted by others.

"Where is he fangting? What's the action? "

"They are busy with the mortgage of their houses. It's not easy to do. Paris is only so big. They all have their own banks, and they all belong to the same circle. Who has any trouble will be detected, he fangting should now think of a low-key mortgage out. "

Gu Linhan's voice is low and hoarse, but it calms the impetuousness in Pei Qingle's heart.

"Well, we'll wait." Pei Qingle's eyes are incomparably firm.

Gu Linhan raised his hand and gently pinched her head: "I do these things to make you happy, so that you have no regrets, you know?"

He picked up Pei Qingle's cheek: "hate these things I will carry, you are only responsible for happy, don't put too many things on their own body, I don't want to see you like this, this is not our purpose, good boy."

Pei Qingle took a deep look at him and buried his head on Gu Linhan's chest.

How can this man always know her so well.

How can always let her so moved.

On the other side, as Gu Linhan said, he fangting tried her best to hide from others and quietly mortgaged the house.

He Guowei paid for the house, but the name was he Quanshan. Therefore, it is not difficult to mortgage the house, but if it is handled by others, news will inevitably come out.

So much for Paris.

What's more, if Gu knows that they are short of funds to complete the mortgage loan, which is a very easy thing for Gu. What's the need to talk about this project.

He fangting is under tremendous pressure, but he Quanshan gives all these to her,

she returns to the office, takes out her mobile phone, and opens a picture of her and Si Chenyi long ago. Over the years, she deliberately pulled the distance between the two people far away. This group photo is still he Fangshuang's birthday. She stood by Si Chenyi's side by relying on the large number of people.

Later, she cut off all the others, leaving only the two of them.

He fangting reaches out her hand and caresses Si Chenyi's face slowly on the screen. The feelings repressed in these days are finally relieved.

"Wait for me, wait for me."

He fangting said in silence.

But she did not know, people can not always in situ, sometimes missed, is a lifetime of things.

Si Chenyi turns Liao Meixing all the related matters to his side. Although he had arranged a top team when he let the other party in at the beginning, now, it is he who does it by himself.

Even to attend the event, Si Chenyi will accompany.

There are not many people who know the real identity of Si Chenyi, so the people inside Muse just feel strange. After all, for so long, I haven't seen Si Chenyi take so much care of anyone.

However, Si Chenyi has been busy recently, because the end of the month will soon be the largest exhibition in Paris. At that time, people from all over the world will come, which is equivalent to a small annual summary. This is the third time that Muse has been the organizer.Chen Yi is not afraid to negate any of the themes in the painting circle. After all, he still has three major themes in his painting circle.

Just like now, it's late at night, Si Chenyi is still sitting in the office, starting to look at the various plans submitted.

This kind of day is already familiar to him.

But today, there is a big difference. Si Chenyi looks up and sees Liao Meixing, who is sitting not far away, quietly accompanying her.

Liao Meixing holds a small drawing board in her hand, which is a gift from he Quantao when she was ill. At this time, she focused on what she was painting.

After busy today, Si Chenyi said he would come back to work. Liao Meixing was reluctant to go home and wanted to follow him.

Also reluctant to part with Si Chenyi himself, so in the other side soft voice whispered not a few times, then agreed to come down. He didn't know how long he had been sitting here, about three or four hours? With very little, even the sound of Liao Meixing is stable.

Si Chenyi put down his pen. In the past, when he was resting, he would look for some paintings to see and pay attention to the current market. But now, he looks up to Liao Meixing, looking at the concentration in her eyes, at the brush in her hand, and at the shadow of her eyelashes falling in the present.

For the first time, Si Chenyi knew that this was company.

The original taste of company is so wonderful.

At this time, Liao Meixing wanted to know what he was painting.