Boss, there is a flower floating behind your wheelchair

Even if you get angry again in the end, don't vent your anger with your hair, your hair is very beautiful. "

"Would you believe me if I said it was blown by the wind?"

"Really? Maybe it's a bit windy today." Gu Qingning cooperated without distraction.

Luo Ke lay down on the armrest of the wheelchair with his chin propped on his arm, while Gu Qingning was still pulling his hair lightly and heavily.

"By the way, I almost forgot about this." Gu Qingning took out a small comb from the small bag hidden by the side of the wheelchair.

The small comb is about the size of a palm, black all over, and it feels quite comfortable to comb gently.

Luo Ke narrowed his eyes, like a cat being groomed.

"Okay." It took Gu Qingning a while to stop, fingers lingering on the hair, the slightly cool hair was like silk, and it was very heavy, hanging smoothly behind the boy, like wearing a small Same as the cape.

"Someone came over just now, saying that Mr. Wei came to invite us to dinner again yesterday, what do you think?" Luo Ke still lay on the armrest of the wheelchair without moving, just blinked, his clean eyes looked up, and printed There was Gu Qingning's figure.

"I'm afraid there is something for us to ask, don't worry, it's the old Mr. Wei Guohua, can you see what's wrong with him?" Gu Qingning moved her fingers on her lap, a little bit wanting to touch those beautiful eyes .

"There are a lot of problems. The bunch of debuffs on his head are scary, but it feels very similar to the problems Lei Shao encountered..."