Chapter 22

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the Central Hospital, Xing Huo's car came. "Master."

North Ming Mo nods, the eyebrow center has silk cool, just calmly said a sentence, "send her back."

When he spoke, he didn't even look at Gu Huan. It was as if what Xing Huo sent was just a piece of goods.

Gu Huan was angry all of a sudden!

Just now, the man who was still holding her in his arms was so cold that he was worried.

She really wanted to ask, what kind of structure is he made of?

It's faster to turn face than touch screen!

"No, I'll take a taxi myself!" Gu Huan pursed her lips. She was already exhausted. She really didn't have the strength to care with him.

If Gu Huan thinks that Beiming Mo will at least thank her gentlemanly for sacrificing her sexuality to help him perform this play tonight, and then in order to repay her, he insists on sending her home

That's wrong!

Big mistake!

This guy will never be out of your expectation!

Then, she looked at Beiming Mo and said nothing. Wei An's body quickly got into the car.

Bang ~

the door closes.

The precious car immediately left

There were only two shallow traces of the car on the ground, and there was not even a single word left. It completely disappeared in Gu Huan's sight

For a long time, for a long time.

Leave Gu Huan thin figure, stay in the same place, clench fist, for a long time can't calm down.

As if she was just a piece of waste paper that he used to throw away. With the car exhaust blowing, she floated in the air and finally fell to the ground.

Your sister.

Muddle!

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GU Huan comes home with a sleeping leather bag.

At this time, Yu Fen and Cheng Cheng have got up.

As soon as he opened the door, Gu Huan saw his son's eyes, which seemed to be full of expectation, staring at her closely.

She was so tired that she slumped all over the sofa.

Hook your finger at the little guy. "Come here."

Cheng Cheng obediently walked past, looking quiet.

Gu Huan looked his son up and down, left and right, back and forth, inside and outside. The brow is locked more and more tightly.

It's getting harder and harder to breathe.

What should I do? She found that her son was more and more like Beiming mo

It must be a nightmare!

At this time, Yu Fen came out of the kitchen and asked casually, "Huanhuan, in the morning, Yang Yang said that you went out to look for your colleagues. Did you find them?"

Yu Fen's words interrupted Gu Huan's wishful thinking. She didn't have a good way: "I found it. That ya black light blind, toss a personal Yang Ma to turn over. It's really bad luck to have such a boss. More difficult to serve than the ancient emperors I am the little eunuch who is full of people and fish. I have to deal with not only the affairs of his main palace, but also the affairs of his back palace. Ah, it's a modern version of the legend of Zhen Huan.... "

As soon as Gu Huan talks about Beiming ink, he is full of fire.

Hearing this, Yu Fen could not help laughing, "you should snicker. In the biography of Zhen Huan, the most miserable things are the concubines, maids, princes and so on. What are your eunuchs miserable about?"

"My God, eunuchs are not miserable. If they cut off their heads at any time, they are all dragged down by the pig head master..."

"Ha ha ha..."