The reason for He Pingge's hesitation is not whether he wants to follow, he is very self-aware, anyway, no matter what he thinks, his arms can't twist his thighs, he always has to listen to Gu Nian, he is just thinking about whether he should put the cloak on his shoulders on Gu Nian, after all, Gu Nian has just gotten up, and it is still easy to catch a cold in such a cold weather.

Gu Nian looked like she was obviously asleep, but when He Pingge called, she woke up, but she still didn't seem to have slept enough.

With the sound of the car stopping, the driver, who was originally sitting in the driver's seat, turned his head back and whispered, "Boss He, let's get home." Gu Nian seemed to be sleepy, rubbed He Pingge's leg in a daze, and yawned again: "I'm not very interested in you, I don't care about you when you sing every day, but you have to come over for dinner every day." ”23.224.255.6,23.224.255.6; 0; pc; 5; He Pingge, a milling iron literature, first looked at this small western-style building, and then couldn't help but look back at the buildings that looked very classical, and he couldn't help but smack his tongue, and he didn't know whether to praise the good of being rich, or should he laugh at the greed of the people who built the house, such a combination of Chinese and foreign can be done.

There is a big chandelier on the roof, which is lit up to the nest of people's hearts, and the bead chain is hanging in pieces, and you can't look at it directly, otherwise you will feel dizzy.

He remembered the way those people looked at him as if they were looking at a canary that he was raising in mind.

He remembered the way those people looked at him as if they were looking at a canary that he was raising in mind.

He Pingge's lips moved slightly, he almost wanted to scold, but he knew that he couldn't, so he could only swallow these words back, and even tried his best not to let his words carry the meaning of gritting his teeth, his voice was as calm as ever, as if the eternal snow mountain was towering and unmoving, he was trying to make him seem that he didn't care about everything Gu Nian said, he was controlled because of these, so he wanted to escape from this aspect first, at least, even if it was pretended, so that Gu Nian felt that he didn't care so much about those people:" Everything is up to you, what you say, what you do. ”23.224.255.6,23.224.255.6; 0; pc; 5; In addition to getting up and getting up, Gu Nian also has a bedtime gas, although He Pingge's words were vague, she would not not understand, and snorted: "You don't have to worry about this, except for the place where there are only the two of us, you can be my person in other places, and I will naturally arrange other things." He is like a chess piece, he doesn't need to have his own thoughts, he just needs to be honest and obedient, this idea makes He Pingge feel a little powerless, he wants to get angry, but he is powerless.

She didn't get up immediately, but lay down for a few breaths before she suddenly propped up the car seat, slammed the car door, and said lightly to He Pingge: "You come with me." It's just that as soon as this thought appeared, he was directly extinguished, he was used to taking care of the little junior sister Wan'er, but he didn't react to who was in front of him for a while.

As soon as he said this, He Pingge knew that it was useless to say anything after that, so he blinked and lowered his eyes and stopped talking, just seemed to concentrate on massaging Gu Nian.

Even if he at least thought about it that day, He Pingge felt that he couldn't go on, even if it was unlikely, he wanted to fight for himself.

Even if he at least thought about it that day, He Pingge felt that he couldn't go on, even if it was unlikely, he wanted to fight for himself.

After a slight tremor in his hand, he regained his steady, He Pingge couldn't help but smile bitterly, he thought his disguise was very good, but he didn't want it to be so easy to break.

Gu Nian seemed to be sleepy, rubbed He Pingge's leg in a daze, and yawned again: "I'm not very interested in you, I don't care about you when you sing every day, but you have to come over for dinner every day." The car walked for a while, I don't know if it was pressed on some stone, it bumped slightly, and Gu Nian seemed to be a little uncomfortable by this, and moved his position slightly before speaking: "Are you thinking about what I can do with you if you don't do this?"