"What do you mean?" Jiangnan sneers.
"It doesn't mean anything else. I just want to remind Miss Jiang that no matter what, we also have cooperation. In business, Miss Jiang has never been in contact with you, and should know about it?" There white blue heart still slowly said.
"How do you know I need you now?" Jiangnan seems to have heard a joke. He talks and looks out of the window. The driver is about to get on the bus.
"No, you need it." There is still a casual tone, with a trace of irony, bewitching general, "Miss Jiang, you still need me."
Jiangnan did not speak. He watched the driver walk slowly in his own direction. Then he opened the car door and called, "Miss Jiang."
The white blue heart on the other end of the phone seemed to smile slightly: "Miss Jiang, are you so sure that Mr. Gu's heart is still with you?"
Just a word, instantly let her feet chaos.
Before she could retort, she heard a busy tone coming from the opposite side and hung up.
"Miss Jiang, looking back home now." The driver had already sat up, turned his head and asked.
She clenched her cell phone and tried not to let her resentment come out. Yu Guang could still catch a glimpse of Gu Hengyi in the back. She nodded to indicate that she understood.
The car starts.
She suddenly lost all her strength and fell on the cushion, gasping for breath.
White blue heart What do you mean?
She covers the chest that place, lets oneself not so diligently gasp for breath, calms the mood which soon loses control.
The driver seems to have noticed her side of the situation, some doubt asked: "Miss Jiang, are you ok?"
She didn't answer. She lay there with her eyes closed. The place at her waist was still tight, as if she could jump out in the next second.
Gu Hengyi continued to deal with the unfinished business at the wedding banquet.
Someone teased him and said, "Mr. Gu, what are you doing here if you don't go home to accompany your wife on your wedding night?"
With a smile and no reply, he continued to discuss the company's affairs with the people on one side.
Jiang Chen came up, patted him on the shoulder, advised: "here to me."
He a Leng, haven't reaction come over, hear Jiang Chen to say again: "here have me."
He nodded slightly and didn't insist any more. Originally, things here were not very important. It was dispensable for him to stay here, but now he didn't want to look back at home, so he stayed.
After a busy day, he was also very tired. He nodded and went outside. He told the driver to take him home.
The light of taking care of one's family is bright, which is also to celebrate what happened today.
As soon as he stepped into the house, aunt Wen joked with him with a smile and said, "Hello, Mr. Gu, Miss Jiang has come back."
He nodded to show that he knew.
When I turned around and wanted to go upstairs, I suddenly turned around and looked at Aunt Wen: "where is she?"
Wen Yi Leng, random reaction, he said who, some uneasy, finally said: "Miss Jiang is still in the room, estimated that this time has gone to bed."
He nodded, said nothing more, turned and went upstairs.
Aunt Wen sighed behind him, looking sad.
Gu Hengyi went upstairs, went straight to the door, then turned it open. Before he went in, he was suddenly shocked.
"Back?" A figure suddenly appeared and then stopped. Because he was in the shadow position, he was in a trance for a moment. Before he could react, the man suddenly jumped into his arms and rubbed.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time," she said, looking up at a familiar face. "I almost fell asleep."
He rubbed her hair and asked, "have you taken a bath?"
Jiangnan nodded, curled up like a kitten, gently rubbed his body, then tooted his mouth, asking for credit: "do you smell good?"
Gu Heng Yi nodded. Suddenly, he didn't know what to say.
What should be said.
His eyes are deep. He looks at Jiangnan. It's soft. It's really a bit like a cat raised by a cousin when he was a child. He was originally indifferent and didn't care about anything, but at that time, he softened his mind for that cat for the first time.
Later, I met Jiangnan for the second time.
He gently pushed Jiangnan away without any trace, then walked forward and pressed the dim light.
For a moment, everything in the room was empty.
Jiangnan looks at him.
Wet eyes, wet hair, he is a normal man, naturally also know what this represents.
From childhood to adulthood, there are many women who want to go to bed with him. Occasionally, he will accept it and sometimes refuse it. But those women are also very smart and know that they can't get sincerity from him. So once they get out of bed, the name of sleeping with Gu Heng can bring them a lot of benefits.So
He turned his eyes to Jiangnan again.
There was no lust in his eyes. When he looked at Jiangnan, he suddenly panicked.
Jiangnan, so what do you want?
"Nannan," he said, looking at her, "do you love me?"
He never doubted whether Jiangnan loved him or not, whether he was used to him or not, but at that time, when he met, he was satisfied with his appetite, and felt that he could see him, that was true.
He is a man of little affection.
So it's not easy to meet a person who has the same idea as herself and looks good. Naturally, she falls in love with the past and feels that she is the one she loves on the tip of her heart.
But today, he was suddenly confused.
A man's love for a woman is not only expressed by his actions, manner and language, but also by his desire to see that woman at a certain time.
Is it a simple desire or a desire to pity.
He used to want to kiss her, go to bed with her, but now when he saw her, he found that he had no desire at all.
With a pure heart and few desires, he is like an ascetic monk who has been dead for many years.
"I," Jiangnan paused, trying to pull out a smile from the corner of his lip and looked at him.
Love?
Like it?
She didn't know that the person she wanted to marry was not him. If she was young when she was with this person and mistakenly thought that she liked him, then if she met that person later, it was love.
She didn't know.
So she can only smile, with the most gentle smile of her life, and then tell him: "I love you."
Gu Hengyi suddenly smiles.
Then walk over, look at her, gently touch her face, fingers in her eyelids gently. Jiangnan only felt that the hand was a little cold and rough, which belonged to men. It hurt to rub his eyelids.
She was wearing a low cut dress.
Gu Heng Yi lowered his head and stopped a few centimeters away from her.