Chapter 122: The Beginning of Love (2)
Qiao Yingying was a little dizzy after being bombed, and it took a long time to understand what Wu Xiaomei meant, and her face suddenly blushed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"But... But Mr. is a gentleman, an elder, how can I..."Her heart was in turmoil, as if a boulder had been thrown into the lake that had always been calm and stable, and suddenly the waves were turbulent and turbulent.
"People are so young, what kind of elders are they?" Wu Xiaomei couldn't help but be angry, "Even if he is ten years older, he will still knock him down!" ā
Not an elder? Qiao Yingying's thoughts were completely confused, and Guan Mufeng's sometimes serious, sometimes gentle, sometimes cold, sometimes happy face flashed in front of her, and her heart was fluttering, as if something was different.
She looked at Wu Xiaomei and suddenly asked, "Sister Xiaomei, that love is just beginning... What does it feel like? ā
"Sort of... The feeling of the fawn crashing into it. Wu Xiaomei thought for a while and replied, and the picture of He Feng lowering his head and peeling lobsters for himself with a serious expression suddenly flashed in her mind.
She was startled and hurriedly waved her hand to banish the man from her mind.
Turning her head and seeing Qiao Yingying's confused look, she sighed softly and comforted: "Forget it, don't think about it if you don't understand, anyway, everyone has a master, and you have nothing to do." It's better to rest early! ā
Qiao Yingying agreed "oh", but this night, in the end, she still had insomnia.
A teacher for one day and a father for life. Even if her husband is not an elder, he is like a teacher to her, how can she have that kind of thought?
Her chaotic mood gradually settled down, closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep. It's just that between the eyebrows, which have always been quiet, there is a hint of gloom.
Monday, CEFC headquarters.
Guan Mufeng glanced at He Feng, who was cross-legged and proud, and said with a faint expression: "Something?" ā
"Yes, wait until you thank me!" He Feng hugged his arms, shook the chair, and raised his chin.
Guan Mufeng's hand that was writing paused and looked up at him.
"Thank you? Are you sure you want me to thank you? ā
He Feng's eyes widened: "You asked me for help, of course you have to thank me!" ā
Guan Mufeng smiled lightly, leaned back in the chair, tapped the pen in his hand, and looked at him idly.
"If I thank you, there is one person who doesn't have to thank you. Are you sure you're more rare than my thanks? ā
He Feng was stunned for a moment, his expression was not so sure, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at Guan Mufeng's slightly teasing eyes.
"How do you know?" He retracted Erlang's legs and sat up straight, his expression full of seriousness.
A flash of surprise flashed in Guan Mufeng's eyes, and then he smiled: "I only mentioned her name that day, and you agreed." With your temperament, if I still can't guess, wouldn't I have known you for so many years. ā
He Feng was a little embarrassed at first when he heard these words with deep meaning, but after thinking about it, he grinned again.
"It's different when you fall in love, even the elm pimple has opened up, and you can see other people's thoughts. It seems that our beautiful Sun Da has trained you well. He frowned at Guan Mufeng and said.
Guan Mufeng's expression paused slightly, and then he smiled back: "Seeing through your Taoism, you don't need others to train you." ā
He Feng's smug expression froze on his face, and he suddenly snorted for a while.
"Speaking of which, I haven't settled accounts with you about Mi Xue's angry run! It's my cousin, and she's been struggling with us for so many years, so you can't tell her slowly? Suddenly said absolutely nothing, how badly does this have to hurt her? He Feng remembered that when she went to the airport to send Michelle that day, she looked haggard and depressed, so he couldn't get angry.
"I failed her." Guan Mufeng lowered his eyes, but his tone was still calm, "But since I can't give her a future, I can't continue to drag her, and cutting through the mess quickly is the best way." ā
He Feng pouted and said: "You have the courage, and the person who dares to be sad is not you, you really don't have a backache when you stand and talk." ā
"But you really like this Miss Sun so much? I happened to see you at the hotel yesterday, did you take her to meet her parents? He Feng asked, and sighed again, "This speed is a bit fast!" ā
Guan Mufeng was a little surprised, but he didn't expect them to run into one place.
"She's fine. Smart, knowledgeable, and measured. I was at ease with her. Guan Mufeng leaned back in the chair, his expression was indifferent, and his index finger unconsciously moved the ring on his left hand.
He Feng sneered when he heard this: "I see that you have never been in love." I really like someone, that's what I have in mind all the time. She wants something, she can rush to heaven. Looking at you like this, I obviously think that people are worry-free, and you don't need to spend more energy. ā
After speaking, he sighed exaggeratedly: "If Sun Da Beauty knew that the reason why she was favored was convenient and worry-free, I am afraid that she would be as heartbroken as Mi Xue!" ā
Guan Mufeng was stunned, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.
"What does it look like to like someone?" He asked in a low voice with deep eyes.