Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Gu Jingnian ran back to the room as if escaping, threw himself on the big bed, and lay there looking at his hands which had become much whiter. He couldn't pretend that those three years had never happened. All he could do was to seize the present moment. He rubbed his face on the quilt and felt his face blushing and his heart beating fast.

Jiuli returned to the study and sat there stirring her coffee while talking on the phone with Lin Qingyan in a calm tone. After hanging up the phone, her fingertips tapped on the keyboard.

It was already midnight when he returned to the bedroom. Only the two bedside lamps were still on, and Gu Jingnian was holding the music score in his hand.

"Why haven't you slept yet? Are you waiting for me?" Jiuli was sitting on the edge of the bed, her body still wet, her hair neatly tied up.

"Well," he put down the music sheet, "I'm waiting for you to come back."

"You don't have to wait for me in the future. I will try my best to come and accompany you earlier." She reached out and pinched the fat on Gu Jingnian's face.

"Wait for you," his lips moved and his voice was very low.

"What are you looking at?" Jiuli smiled, moved her head closer, half leaning in front of Gu Jingnian, her arm naturally resting on Gu Jingnian's shoulder, and her whole body hanging on him.

Gu Jingnian's whole body suddenly tensed up, he lowered his eyes with a bit of evasion, but inexplicably thought of what happened that year.

The roses in the yard were in full bloom. She covered them with her body, recklessly but stopped at the end. A layer of haze covered her eyes in an instant. Damn Zhao Ze'an!!!

"I didn't see anything. It's just the music score that was just delivered to you. Do you want to take a look?" His voice was hoarse and his eyes were paranoid.

"Hmm? Music score?" His memory was pulled back to the summer many years ago. The young boy was sitting in the hall playing the piano and he unconsciously said, "Your hands are not good at playing now?"

“Yes, a little bit.” There was silence for a moment. “The instinct is still there. You want to hear me play for you.” I need to practice.

Gu Jingnian's eyes were on the music score in his hand, but his gaze was wandering in the distance. It was unknown what he was thinking about. He sat very still and didn't dare to move, looking a little at a loss.

"You won't play if I don't listen?" Jiuli pinched Gu Jingnian's cheek with her fingertips and rubbed it twice deliberately.

"It hurts." He shook his head subconsciously, and realized that he was not the one being pinched. But the next moment, he leaned forward obediently, "Qingqing, look at my face, it must be red."

"No, it's pure white." She has been like this since she was a child. She got tanned and then became as white as a glutinous rice dumpling. She frowned. Was she too strong? "It's a little red indeed,"

"It's a little red to begin with," Gu Jingnian's eyes flashed, hiding all his thoughts, so should he make up for it?

"Let me blow it for you? How old are you?" He looked at it carefully. It was quite white, and even the pores were not clear.

Suddenly his chin was lifted up, and in front of him was a magnified face with gentle eyebrows and eyes. He couldn't help but hold his breath. He had evidence that Qingqing was bullying him in various ways!

Her beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with her own reflection, her body was filled with the scent of a bath, and her face instantly turned red.

"I'm three years old." His Adam's apple rolled, he turned his head away uncomfortably, closed his eyes and tried to act as if nothing had happened.

Although he turned his head away to show his refusal, his hands on Jiuli's waist tightened, not to mention the look of wanting to be picked, there was no intention of refusing at all.

"Yes, yes, you are three years old this year, Gu is three years old." He chuckled, "It's getting late, go to bed quickly, and watch tomorrow."

"I know~" His tone was drawn out but with a hint of disappointment.

I secretly wondered if he wasn't as good-looking as before? Why did Qingqing look so approachable, but actually kept his distance? ? ?

"Go to bed, it's getting late." He reached out and pulled the quilt higher.

"Okay, good night, my dear." He lowered his eyes to hide the disappointment in his eyes, but his hands still kept the fingers interlocked.

"Good night," Jiuli reached out and fumbled to turn off the light.

For a moment, the room fell into darkness.

The moonlight outside the window was obviously the full moon of the fifteenth day of the lunar month, and it penetrated into the room through the curtains. Gu Jingnian, who had been tossing and turning for a long time and couldn't fall asleep, raised his hand to support his forehead and looked at Jiuli who was sleeping soundly.

Her eyes suddenly turned red and she almost cried. She didn't know why she remembered that after the breakup three years ago, he went to find her despite his family's objections. Every word he said pierced her heart and it hurt.

At that time he knew that the counterfeit was not Qingqing. Later, the Gu family was inexplicably plotted and went bankrupt. The second time he saw the counterfeit wearing a white dress, he felt that it was a defilement of Qingqing.

Fortunately, she came back, smiled faintly, slowly lowered her head, and caressed the familiar face in front of her bit by bit.

"Qingqing, we will never be separated from now on, understand?"

He whispered, pressing his fingertips against those red lips.

"Huh?" In the morning, when Jiuli woke up, she felt sore in her back and waist. When she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Jingnian, who was like an octopus on her body. She reached out to push it, but it was quite heavy.

"It's still early, my dear. You can still sleep for a while." Gu Jingnian, who felt himself being pushed twice in a daze, picked up the mobile phone next to him, took a look at it, and spoke vaguely.

"You continue to sleep, I have something else to do." I took a long time out yesterday and when I came back I received a series of life-threatening calls from Lin Qingyan.

This ability is really far inferior to Lan Xihe's. At least that guy never bothers her and can manage everything in order. Lin Qingyan is very capable but is far from comparable to him.

"What's the matter? Is it more important than me? Can't you just stay with me?" She acted coquettishly naturally with wet eyes.

"There's a lot to do," he sat up and quickly put on his clothes, "You go back to sleep, and the piano teacher I hired for you will come today."

Piano teacher? Gu Jingnian instantly perked up.

"I'll be up soon, wait for me." He quickly got himself ready and went downstairs with Jiuli to eat.

The restaurant was already filled with the two people's favorite breakfast.

"If you are dissatisfied with the teacher, just tell me directly and don't let others bully you." He pointed at Gu Jingnian.

"Okay, do I look like someone who is so easy to bully?" He was lucky enough not to bully others. "Qingqing, is it a boy or a girl?"

"A man," she lowered her head and drank her porridge. She was not stupid.

"Qingqing is the best," he praised with his eyes lighting up.

He reluctantly saw Jiuli out of the door, his face darkened, and he pulled the flowers at the door and crushed them intermittently.

On the other side, Jiuli had already come to the downstairs of the company with Xingtian, her face full of a cold look that said "keep away from strangers".

He took the document from Lin Qingyan's hand, took it out and took a look at it. His face instantly turned dark. What a disgusting luck!

He walked quickly into the office without stopping, sat down, tapped the desk with his fingertips, and looked up at the sky with a cold look.

Lin Qingyan did not dare to breathe the whole time, and quietly hid himself in a corner. Gu Jingnian was probably the only one who could stand the unpredictable mood of his boss! ! !

"Boss, are you going to the banquet tonight?" He asked bravely. This was something he would know sooner or later anyway!

"Go, ask someone to pick up Jingnian at three o'clock in the afternoon to do his styling," his tone was cold. I didn't expect that these two had such good luck!

"Yes." After saying that, he stood with his head down, with a sentence written all over his body, "Anything else? If nothing, can I leave now?"

"What are you still doing here? Do you have nothing to do? Go out. If Jingnian asks you, you can tell him. If not, forget it."

Hearing this, Lin Qingyan felt as if he had been pardoned. He immediately slipped out, patting his chest. It was really a close call. He almost thought that he was finished. Tsk, they are quite capable of making trouble!