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By Liaowumian
Song Beibei couldn’t say anything at all.
Presumably, the child named Fu Chengdong stole the phone and chose a person from the address book to extort money.
And just chose her [husband].
Gu Yanqing’s remarks in the Song Beibei address book are indeed this.
In the past, Gu Yanqing in the Song Beibei phone book was [bad old man], she has not deleted.
In the United States, Song Beibei did not know which night, the ghost made the difference is changed to this.
She has never known what she is out of.
It’s just that when the night is quiet, I often use my mobile phone to stare at this number.
In fact, at that time, Gu Yanqing did not know her mobile phone number.
She also knows that Gu Yanqing can never be called.
Perhaps, just to make himself desperate, completely ruthless to him.
Gu Yanqing kisses in her ear: "Babe, let's remarry, okay?"
"not good……"
Song Beibei still has a awake.
Gu Yanqing's kiss went all the way down, and the tremble was warm, and Song Beibei really couldn't resist it.
It was like when I was in the dead of night, I read Li Bihua’s "Tempting", which has a deep memory. "It’s like a wild dog is biting a bone, just like a wild bird is eating carrion, just like a torch in the headwind. Anti-burning itself..." The original and ferocious desires are mixed with the crazy four years of three years.
Every inch of skin that seems to be in the body seems to be shuddering.
The moonlight came in through the window, and only the two people were overlapping and constantly undulating on the ceiling.
Gu Yanqing's action was initially with a hint of repression, but later, the fierce image was to peel and peel the Song Beibei into his body.
Song Beibei feels that he is really dying.
Like being thrown into the cloud, it is soft and wrapped in gentle water vapor. Nothing can be seen or heard, just happy.
Gu Yanqing is a crazy lion, and the edge of despair is unrestrained.
He feels that if he really died like this.
At the very top, Gu Yanqing once again covered Song Beibei's ear: "Song Beibei, say you love me!!"
"I love you……"
"We are remarried!"
"not good……"
It’s another violent storm...
The first rays of the morning sun came in from the window.
The weather is very good today, and even the plants on the window sills exude a warm feeling.
Song Beibei woke up very early, or that she didn't close her eyes at all.
The whole person had a strong chest and told her to feel warm and steady.
Gu Yanqing was sleeping peacefully, breathing quietly and long, and her arms were still around her waist.
Song Beibei slightly extended a hand to grab the sunlight coming in the window, and a warm light on her white arm, like broken gold, jumping on her arm.
With his eyes open, Song Beibei wants to catch the sun of today, so warm, so heart-warming.
"Don't play, it's easy to catch a cold."It was low, and it was passed from behind with a hint of drowsiness.
Gu Yan is awake.
Song Beibei did not turn around and said: "The weather is good today."
Gu Yanqing kissed her soft hair: "It's good."
Song Beibei will take it back and get up.
But he was pulled back by Gu Yanqing: "Why are you going? Stay with me for a while."
Song Beibei said: "Let me open, Xintong is about to get up."
Gu Yanqing said: "Sin Tong is generally awake at 7:30, and now only six."
Song Beibei said: "Then I have to get up and make breakfast for her."
Gu Yanqing said: "It's still different, Xintong's body is still recovering, can't take risks."
"Gu Yanqing, what do you mean?"
Gu Yanqing smiled and said: "I mean I will do it, you will sleep for a while."
Said Gu Yanqing has gotten up and dressed.
Song Beibei explored half of his face from the quilt and watched Gu Yanqing dress his clothes.
I silently praised it: wearing a dress is really a serious dress and beast. It was not as good as last night...
In the end she was begging for mercy, but she still had not let her go.
I thought of it here, my face was blushing.
Gu Yanqing really went out.
He went to take care of Xintong, and Song Beibei was naturally assured.
She narrowed her eyes and finally fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was already noon.
Song Beibei took a shower to see Xiao Xintong.
Xiao Xintong is already having lunch.
Xintong recovered very well and basically could get out of bed.
She took a small spoon to eat the joy, saw Song Beibei come in, her eyes bent into two small moons: "Ma Ma, my uncle gave me sweet flesh."
Song Beibei walked over with some doubts.
At first glance, Gu Yanqing really made pineapple ancient meat.
Gu Yanqing suddenly asked: "Which sweet meat I made and what uncle He is?"
Xiao Xintong actually raised his eyebrows at Gu Yanqing: "Hey... Uncle Gu is more delicious than He Shushu."
Gu Yanqing licked Xiao Xiaotong's hairy hair: "Hey."
Then I looked at Song Beibei with a quiet look.
Although the expression was not shocking, Song Beibei could still feel the smugness of his mouth.
Song Beibei thought he was wrong.
It’s just a serious childish!
This man is as small as three years ago!
Song Beibei remembers that when He Yuxi came to see Xintong, Xintong said that he would eat the sweet flesh made by He Yuzhen.
When the result went out, Gu Yanqing asked what the sweet flesh of Song Beibei Xintong said!
Now Song Beibei knows that this man, at that time, is more energetic...
Song Beibei looked at Gu Yanqing with a contempt, just wanted to export a few words of irony, but he said, "I want to eat too!"
Ok, in fact, she is more despised by herself.
The food made by Gu Yanqing is delicious. Song Beibei can't help but praise: "It is a waste of your talents to be the chairman. You should be a chef."
At that time, the head nurse was giving Xiaoxin Tong a temperature, just to hear Song Beibei say this, and looked at her strangely.When it was almost finished, Gu Wanjing came over.
Song Beibei is really glad that he is going to finish eating, otherwise he will have no appetite, so many good dishes, a waste of pity!
Gu Wanjing came in, his face was dignified and said: "Three brothers, come out, there are some things I want to tell you alone."
Gu Yanqing’s voice was faint, and he also looked at Song Beibei: “It’s okay, let’s talk about it.”
Gu Wanjing also looked at Song Beibei, his face was a bit unsightly: "Miss Song was kidnapped yesterday, I have already checked it. It is not that the child is stealing the wallet. Someone is manipulating this thing behind the scenes."
Gu Yanqing's face suddenly sank.
Song Beibei’s expression has not changed.
Gu Yanqing looked at Xin Tong and said: "Let's go inside and say."
So I went to another room, the room where Song Beibei slept last night.
The beds in the room were still a little messy. In the morning, Song Beibei did not have time to clean up.
Gu Yanqing’s clothes last night were still thrown at the bedside.
Gu Yanqing is such a person, clothes are never worn for two days.
I originally prepared clothes here.
Therefore, the thing last night was that he "had been planning for a long time."
In the morning, Song Beibei saw Gu Yanqing calmly take out his clothes from the temporary wardrobe, a whole set, Song Beibei will understand.
The room was a mess, and the quilt and clothes scattered on the ground seemed to announce the warmth of last night.
Song Beibei calmly took Gu Wanjing to clean up Gu Yanqing's clothes, but also indifferent: "Sorry, the room is a bit messy, don't mind."
Gu Wanjing is a bit unstoppable.
She squeezed her fingers, but she could squeeze a smile from her mouth and watched Gu Yanqing: "Do I want to congratulate the third brother and Miss Song for breaking the mirror?"
Gu Yanqing’s expression is faint, as if he didn’t feel at all: “What are you doing in the Yanliu Lane?”
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