Chapter 47

Who is that man, not Liang Yichen!

Now Liang Yichen is not as cold as she is.

Obsidian like eyes brew with different deep feelings, indifferent corners of the mouth with a slight arc, the stiff expression softens down, for the woman in front, soft as a pool of water.

It turns out In this world, there is a woman who makes him so gentle, and she has always been just an interesting pet!

The corner of the mouth raised a desolate arc, looking at the small drooping eyes, covering the devastation.

The small and exquisite figure retreats, leaves, takes away the infinite ridicule, is particularly desolate in the silent corridor.

"I like you. Ah Yu likes you best." The woman opened her mouth, her face flushed.

As soon as the man's expression changed, he left her on the ground without any pity. At the same time, he took out his handkerchief and wiped her fingers with disgust: "roll."

The low magnetic male voice frowned and growled, and the temperature of the whole box suddenly became cold. Where did the women see this battle, they ran out.

"Well, I'm so tired that I finally find you the woman who looks like me most. You just lose it?" Just when the woman went out, Liang Yi, who was sitting in the room, immediately cried out, a baby face pouting discontentedly.

Obsidian like eyes with danger sweep past, the guy immediately shut up, but eyes still flash a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Dirty." Slowly throw away the handkerchief, the man reclined on the sofa, raised his legs, slender fingers slightly pinched up the flowing red wine, light and light.

There was a slight wrinkle between the eyebrows.

She It's not her. That little woman who doesn't know how to live is like a night owl

"What's the arrangement for tomorrow?" In the mind of the flash of the Firestone, the man raised his eyebrow and asked.

"Don't worry. I dare not be careless at all according to your orders." Liang Yi, who drew a circle in the silent corner, turned a white eye and replied in a good voice.

He didn't understand what was wrong with his sister. She was hardworking, thrifty, beautiful and lovely. She was also a famous lady from a big family. She couldn't even compare with a little girl here.

It's the donkey that kicked the brain.

Liang Yi's stomach is dirty here, but on the sofa, it's said that the man whose head is kicked by the donkey has curled up his mouth, which she didn't even notice. That surprise, the little woman should be very satisfied.

Gu doesn't know how he got back to the box.

I only know that the final confused, wake-up or Xu qingran's thick chestnut.

"Oh Pain. " Subconsciously cover the head, Gu small tearful complain.

At this time, Lin qingmo's genial eyes responded: "what's wrong with you? When I came in just now, I was out of my wits. Did I have a fever? "

Concerned about it, slender white fingers next second will cover her forehead, and touch his forehead again: "not hot!"

"Nothing." The heart and liver of those warm eyes trembled, Gu took a deep breath to open his mouth, and the corners of his mouth raised a big arc.

"It's ok if you don't have any problem. Go and sing for me." Xu qingran's eyes twinkled and said.

Lin qingmo has a little silence.

"Yes." Originally, I thought that women would refuse, but what I didn't expect was that Gu xiaounexpectedly responded gracefully, then got up, picked up the microphone, and smiled.

This smile, Lin qingmo swears, is the most beautiful smile in his memory.

He had a moment of trance, and finally got up incredibly and walked over.

At the end of the song, both eyes were wet.

As if across time and space, through secular chores, two people trekked mountains and rivers to see each other.

Between them, why is it like this?

This is the last tone, two people can not help but think of a sentence.

Looking at each other from afar, it seems that they all saw the past time when the city fell in each other's eyes.

And what makes Lin qingmo happy is that at that moment, the estrangement deep in his little eyes finally fades away, as if it had never existed before.

"All right, let's drink." Very satisfied with the effect, Xu qingran came to the table and called.

Gu Xiao suddenly returns to his senses and walks past.

Lin qingmo follows closely.

The guests and the host are all happy. When the last three people leave the nightclub, everyone's feet are a little frivolous.

Gu Xiao and Xu qingran shoulder to shoulder and back to back, Lin qingmo gentleman like jade walking behind, looking at Gu Xiao's eyes is helpless and doting.

"Come on, take my car." Stumbling to the side of the car, Xu qingran sprawled on top of it, clapping loudly.

"Well, make your car." Gu Xiaoxiao giggles back, Xu qingran feels the key vaguely.

It seems that I can't find it. Take Gu Xiaoxiao's arm and loose it to pick it up. All my strength depends on Gu Xiaoxiao on her body. One of them is staggering. He is about to fall down. The man behind is breathing slowly and catches it quickly."Clear ink." Gu Xiaoxiao is confused. He only feels that he has fallen into the familiar arms. When he opens his eyes, he really sees the familiar warm face and subconsciously reaches out his hand. He pouts like before and says: "hug."

Lin qingmo leaned over and hugged her. "Little" intimate opening, eyes full of tenderness, it seems that they have returned to the general, everything as good as before!

This scene, being seen by someone who just came out, is another matter!

The man has an exquisite handsome face like carved jade. His strong body is wrapped by a pure Italian handmade suit. Behind him are a group of migrant workers in black. They follow him respectfully. Their indifferent corners of their mouths SIP sharp radians. Everyone pays attention to him wherever he goes.

Walking out of the gate, Yu Guang sweeps into the sweet embracing men and women, and the Obsidian like eyes immediately become deep.

"Gu Xiaoxiao..." The sound of gnashing teeth came, and people only felt a trance. The man had already walked over with great strides, and the ape arm snatched Gu Xiao.

Gu Xiao just felt puzzled, then a sense of air came, and then the whole person seemed to hit the wall. His hard chest hurt his nose, and he kneaded it subconsciously. His eyes were full of tears, and he looked pitiful.

"You hurt her." Beauty was suddenly robbed, Lin qingmo did not have time to aftertaste just the touch of nephrite, frowned.

"It hurts." The sharp corners of his mouth set off the indifference arc. Liang Yichen's Obsidian eyes stared at him closely, saying, "my fiancee, Mr. Lorraine will not bother."

In a word, Lin qingmo's heart is aching.

Two eyes look at each other. In each other's eyes, what we see is the inevitable ambition of potential.

"Qingmo......"

The atmosphere was dull, but the murmuring female voice interrupted the silence.