Mrs. Gu took a deep breath and continued to ask, "you are gambling with Tang, aren't you?"

Gu Qingcheng's face, completely without the slightest smile, she pursed her lips, drooped her eyes, and said nothing.

Mrs. Gu was about to open her mouth. When she said Gu Qingcheng, there was a knock on the door of the bedroom. Then the door was pushed open: "madam, miss, the young master is coming."

When Mrs. Gu heard this, her heavy face suddenly crossed a trace of joy.

Gu Qingcheng but subconsciously grasped the porcelain bowl of sweets in his hand. How did he come?

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Mrs. Gu only asked Gu Qingcheng to go downstairs alone. When she urged Gu Qingcheng to go down, she did not forget to remind him: "Qingqing, please talk to Ashi well later."

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in the hall on the first floor, only Tang Shi was sitting quietly on the sofa, with a cup of hot tea in front of him, emitting a curly mist.

The afterglow of the setting sun, through the wide and bright window, hit him quietly, and covered his whole body with a faint blush.

He side body, looking out of the window, do not know what attracted him, he stares at some attention.

He seems to have just come out of some kind of dinner, still in formal clothes.

Such a picture, like a well-defined painting.

Gu Qingcheng stood on the stairs, staring at it for a long time, then slowly walked to the sofa.

Close to, Gu Qingcheng smell men send out a light aroma of wine.

Gu Qingcheng gently sat on the farthest sofa from Tang Shi. Tang Shi slowly turned his head and put his eyes on her.

Today, she even wore a piece of red chiffon dress, with white lace to do embellishment, lining her skin more and more white and tender.

her body is not Chanel's faint NO5 perfume, but the quiet and gentle sweetness of his memory.

This kind of Gu Qingcheng is quite different from Gu Qingcheng, who wears different styles of blue clothes and emits Chanel No5 on peace day.

He has been thinking about what it would be like to unload Gu Qingcheng, a puppet dressed for his love, and wear all kinds of clothes.

Many times in his mind he had imagined how beautiful the scene was.

But now, when he really saw it, he found that the beauty in his imagination was far less than one tenth of hers at this time.

In Tang Dynasty, I was stunned.

His eyes tightly locked Gu Qingcheng, deeply staring at her.

The whole living room of Gu's family was strangely quiet, as if the servant and Mrs. Gu had disappeared out of thin air.

Gu Qingcheng was staring at some uneasy Tang Shi, she moved her body slightly, and finally couldn't help but say, "what's the matter with you coming to me?"

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