The wife doesn't come anymore, the domineering president is extremely in love

130 Sweat a little, save the cold medicine Under the melting night, by the dim street lights, the shadows of the two were stretched very long, and gradually overlapped together.

Gu Qijing raised his hand to touch Su Qinghuan's head, the smooth hair ran across his palm.

Xu Manqing called him to tell him what happened yesterday. When he heard that Qing Huan was slapped by his mother, his heart ached.

With Qing Huan's temperament, she will definitely not resist, and will only swallow it in her heart when she is wronged.

He got off the plane and rushed this way directly. The moment she woke up, she buried herself in his chest and cried.

At that time, Gu Qijing felt pity and a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

She would vent out her grievances in front of her, which meant that in her heart, he might be someone she could rely on.

Gu Qijing's knuckle-boned hand landed on Su Qinghuan's face instead, and the pad of his thumb stroked her smooth and tender face, with a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Knowing what he was asking, Su Qinghuan raised her head and looked at Gu Qijing, she was in his black eyes, she saw his raised eyebrows, suddenly raised her hand, and took his.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Su Qinghuan said indifferently.

The more she behaved like this, the more distressed Gu Qijing felt.

Su Qinghuan seemed to put that matter behind her, she raised her hand, tugged at the shirt fabric around Gu Qijing's waist out of boredom, puffed her mouth, and asked, "Where did you go after you sent me here this afternoon?"

She just cared that he didn't let her go back to Zidong Garden in the afternoon.

Hearing this, the man smiled, as if he had guessed what was going on in her heart.

"Went to meet a client, afraid that you are not safe at home alone, so continue to let you stay here with your friends."

"Why would it be unsafe?"

Su Qinghuan couldn't help asking.

"Your pair of earrings."

Gu Qijing just said that, and Su Qinghuan understood.

The fact that the earrings were delivered to her so accurately meant that someone knew her whereabouts well.

Speaking of this, Su Qinghuan raised her hand to touch her earlobe, and pushed back the hair scattered on her shoulders, revealing the white magnolia earrings for Gu Qijing to see.

"Look, the dowry my mother gave me!"

The voice was full of joy.

When Gu Qijing saw her smile, he also smiled from the bottom of his heart, held her small face in his hands, and praised, "It's beautiful!"

"You lied to me?" Su Qinghuan pursed her lips, "This pair of earrings will look good in a cheongsam!"

Zhou Sufang used to like to wear cheongsams, paired with jade earrings, very charming.

Su Qinghuan felt that she definitely didn't have the temperament of a mother. Thinking about it, she became a little discouraged, "Forget it, I'll take it off!"

As soon as the words fell, Gu Qijing stopped him before his hands touched the earrings.

"It's really beautiful!"

"Didn't lie to me?"

"no!"

"That's fine, I'll wear it first."

Su Qinghuan giggled, the evening wind blew, and Gu Qijing's suppressed cough sounded in her ears, she urged: "Get in the car, it's late, I'm sleepy."

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The Cayenne was driving on the main road with the traffic flow, and the speed was not very fast. The whole city was like a city that never sleeps, with neon lights constantly flashing.

Su Qinghuan sat in the passenger seat, leaned on the back of the seat, and looked sideways at Gu Qijing.

He must have known everything about yesterday.

So she asked: "Aunt Song has the photo of me and Zhuo Yiran, how did you get it?"

Su Qinghuan didn't offend anyone, and there were only a few who didn't like her. She had already guessed in her heart, but she still wanted to hear what Gu Qijing had to say.

The traffic light ahead turned into a red light, Gu Qijing stepped on the brakes, and the Cayenne stopped smoothly with the flow of traffic.

"what are you thinking?"

The man reached out and took Su Qinghuan's hand on his lap, interlocking his fingers.

Su Qinghuan pursed her lips, a little scrupulous about what she wanted to say.

Because she wanted to mention Zhuo Yiran, and every time Zhuo Yiran was mentioned, Gu Qijing's face would be blackened.

"Then I told you not to be angry."

"Well, I promise not to be angry."

Gu Qijing seemed to speak well.

"Those photos of me and Zhuo Yiran should only be owned by Zhuo Yiran, but I don't think he gave them to Aunt Song. I broke up with him peacefully, and I also said that we will be like friends when we meet in the future. He won't want to do this Come and frame me."

Gu Qijing's expression didn't change when he heard this.

He just tightened her hand tightly, and his dark eyes were deep. The little woman in front of him still thinks of people too simply, so there are some things that she hasn't discovered so far, and he doesn't intend to tell her on his own initiative. Make her more sad.

"Although he didn't directly give the photo to my mother, the photo came from him."

What Gu Qijing meant was that although Zhuo Yiran didn't frame her directly, he was involved in it after all.

Su Qinghuan naturally understood, and unconsciously frowned.

"After Zhuo Yiran was fired by Shengjing, he went directly to Gu's, and Gu's helped him pay back the compensation." Gu Qijing slowly analyzed it to Su Qinghuan, "An employee, who was fired by the company because of a scandal, but Immediately other companies recruited him and helped him pay for his debts. Among them, there are only two possibilities. One, he has top-notch abilities, and two, he will be useful to that company. Then you think he belongs to the first One or the second?"

Gu Qijing threw the question to Su Qinghuan and asked her to think for herself.

Su Qinghuan and Zhuo Yiran had been talking for three years. If they knew each other, in the first two years of their relationship, she would definitely swear that she knew Zhuo Yiran.

At that time Zhuo Yiran worked very hard, but his grades were always mediocre, the word top...

Su Qinghuan looked up at Gu Qijing, Gu Qijing met Su Qinghuan's eyes and knew that she already had the answer in her heart.

"Don't contact Zhuo Yiran in the future, even if you meet by chance, don't talk too much, you understand?"

What Gu Qijing said was very serious, different from the previous expression when she was not allowed to see Zhuo Yiran.

Su Qinghuan's eyes were filled with the light outside, shining brightly, she looked at Gu Qijing, and nodded seriously.

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In the following time, Su Qinghuan asked Gu Qijing about Bo Yunxiu.

She has to take care of her best friend's lifelong event.

"He's single, but..."

"But what?"

Seeing him stop, Su Qinghuan asked.

"It's nothing, let her chase after your friend if she likes it."

Gu Qijing smiled.

Having said that, Su Qinghuan was relieved.

When we arrived at Zidong Garden, we stopped the car, Su Qinghuan unbuckled his seat belt and drove off.

She walked to the front of Gu Qijing, while Gu Qijing was still changing his shoes, she ran to the locker to find a spare medicine box, thinking about his cough all the way.

The 'rustling' sound of indoor slippers came towards her, Su Qinghuan turned her head, and shook the Ganmaoling Granule in her hand, "You have a cough, take some cold medicine to prevent it."

Gu Qijing stood behind her and watched her run into the kitchen.

And he walked towards the dining table unhurriedly, as if he was waiting for her cold medicine, but his pair of dark eyes were looking at the long dining table.

Gu Qijing propped one hand on the edge of the table, pointed his long fingers on it regularly, and the corner of Cen Bo's lips hooked.

Su Qinghuan came out after a while, the cup in her hand was still steaming.

"It's a bit hot, let's drink it when it's cold."

Su Qinghuan didn't look at Gu Qijing, and put the quilt on the table.

But the moment she turned around, her whole body was firmly imprisoned between his chest and the dining table.

Su Qinghuan's nose bumped into her hard chest, he frowned, covered his sore nose with one hand and raised his head, before he could complain, the man leaned down.

"A kiss won't hurt."

He did know that it hurt her!

"Why is it so hard!"

Su Qinghuan was full of disgust, she rolled his eyes at him, she held her nose again, the tip of her nose was wet, and wanted to get out of his arms, but he took a step closer to her, "There are harder ones, try?"

With the warm breath, burning eyes, and ambiguous tone, Su Qinghuan blushed unconsciously.

"Don't try!"

Without even thinking about it, Su Qinghuan immediately refused.

But her refusal was not necessarily effective, Gu Qijing picked her up and put her on the table, placing him between her body.

When a man wants to do that, women generally can't resist, let alone Su Qinghuan doesn't necessarily want to resist him much.

"Sweat a little, save the cold medicine."

The man smiled and kissed Su Qinghuan's lips.

He just moved slowly at the corners of her lips, not deeply, but warmly moved his hands on her body. He knew all the sensitive points on her body, and knew how to make her enter the state of needing him as quickly as possible.

Su Qinghuan had to admit that Gu Qijing was a master in this aspect.

And she, holding his shirt tightly with both hands, her eyes full of spring, looked at him longingly...

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