487: This is a good situation: am I familiar with you?
Manager Gu explained very carefully when he was looking for it, and he was careful to serve, look at his eyes, and don't put the set of dealing with ordinary guests on the person in front of him.
Miss naturally understood, and there was no need for Gu Chengqi to say, and she was also cautious with one hundred and twenty.
The back, the two tight arms, the legs, and the soles of the feet were all spun.
This person smoked on his stomach, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, and did not speak after the cigarette was finished.
The young lady wondered if she dared to engage in those abnormal ou.
In this luxurious inner room, the crystal is shining, the light is dim, the man's deep jaw is knocked in the soft pillow, and the side face looks very relaxed.
The eyes are not open either.
The young lady really had no place to press, so she stepped back slightly, waiting to the side, but her eyes secretly glanced at the man's sexy/sexy and strong body lines.
The music of the indoor surround sound is specially selected, which is a beautiful sound, urging people to be in the moment.
I don't know how long it took, but as soon as the man moved, there was movement.
"Brother Cheng." The young lady spoke softly.
He sat up, lit another cigarette, took a puff of his fingers, pressed his fingertips to his temples, and made a somewhat lazy sound, as if he had really slept through, "Clothes." β
The young lady hurriedly took it and brought it.
He took off the bath towel with a blank face and put it on one by one carelessly.
The young lady stood aside, not looking, not looking.
Sneaking in again, this person was holding a cigarette, his thin lips were pursed, he frowned and fastened his belt, the black trousers were straight and smooth, and the trousers swayed slightly as he turned around, and the shirt was tied in the waistband of the trousers, very casual, but it set off a bit messy handsome, and the sexuality made the young lady's heart pound.
"Brother Cheng,"
The man took the car keys and his phone, took the cigarette from his lips, and slowly turned his head and squinted his eyes.
"Brother Cheng, it's your shirt button."
He looked down and was in the wrong place.
Reaching out and knocking on the door, someone immediately pulled the delicately carved double doors open.
The light poured in, Xi Cheng stood still, spat out the smoke, looked back and smiled, and glanced at Miss.
The work here is full of human spirits, what does this glance mean, Miss was overjoyed, and immediately followed, "Thank you, Brother Cheng." β
The man walked out and raised his eyebrows, "Thank you for what?" β
The young lady bowed her head, shy, the uniform on her body was so short that she couldn't walk in big steps, and she had to vent her bottom when she took a little big step, walked to the side of the man, smelled the rich male breath, and looked forward to tonight, "Brother Cheng, where are you taking me?" β
"Where do you want to go?"
The man smiled softly.
The young lady gritted her teeth, grabbed his arm in his trouser pocket, and touched the tight line, "I see what Brother Cheng means." β
He stopped, and the group was three meters away from the door, not far from the huge crystal ring light in the center of the clubhouse lobby.
He turned his head slightly, and was shining with the light, as if he was really full of interest, and glanced at Miss, "Are you sick or not?" β
In front of so many people, his voice was low, and someone next to him immediately laughed narrowly.
The young lady's face froze, and her smile was reluctant, but she had dealt with it a lot, and she smiled and hated him, "Oh, Brother Cheng, don't slander others, Manager Gu knows that I haven't ...... yet"
"Xicheng."
Two meters away, a calm voice interjected.
The young lady frowned and looked at the source of the sound, who didn't have an eye!
Seeing that it was a thin woman, not tall, in her early sixties of one meter, she walked over like she couldn't beat the wind, her voice was small, and her sense of existence was small.
She didn't even notice it when she passed by just now.
The young lady turned her head and continued walking, but the man she was holding did not move.
He hung his neck slightly, looking at the tall figure with his back arched from the side, that somewhat decadent but smoking very seriously, the smoke hid his angular lines, he couldn't see his complexion clearly, his eyes narrowed drunkly, and he couldn't see clearly whether the amber eyes were fluctuating.
Seeing that he was not leaving, Aya walked around to him.
Gu Chengqi was about to stop him, but Zuo Long stopped with a solemn face.
Aya raised her head, her face was a shadow, and he covered it, and for a while the air in front of her seemed to be thinner by more than one layer, and the temperature around her body also cooled down.
Her breathing was a little slow, but her face was flat
Tang's eyes are also calm, looking at his face, eyebrows, eyes, nose and facial features, all of which are exquisite.
The years have treated this man so kindly, giving him a precipitated texture, but not depriving him of his handsomeness.
"Xi Cheng, I have something,"
He seemed to have just heard the voice, and only then did he see the person standing under his nose, smoking without stopping, his right eye narrowed, and the two folds on his eyelids stood out sexually/sensually, together with a frowning eyebrow, as if he smiled, and then his gaze rested, and he swept his eyesβ
The words seemed to be asked to everyone present, "Do you say, can a dog in Hong Kong call me by my name now?" β
Gu Chengqi laughed, Zuo Long pressed him again, Gu Chengqi glared, Zuo Long's face was a little worse, and he scolded: "If you don't want to die, don't go along with it." β
"What's the matter, Brother Cheng is right, this woman doesn't bother with a few pounds and taels by herself......"
"You know what!" Zuo Long's face was dark, "Do you know who she is?" β
"Who?" Gu Chengqi hangs his son.
When the young lady next to her heard this, she frowned again and looked at the thin and thin woman, but she didn't see anything different.
Aya was calm, and all the eyes around her were looking at her, except for the pair in front of her.
He didn't look at her, squinted and smoked, he couldn't feel his emotions, Aya didn't dare to relax, his attitude was calm, and he changed his words, "Brother Cheng." β
The man's finger movements holding the cigarette stopped in mid-air, he couldn't see any expression, the upturned arc of the corners of his mouth looked like he was not laughing, and after a long time, it was like a sarcasm, he stared at the burning cigarette butt, and slowly spit out the words: "Are you familiar with it?" β
The snickering around him was louder again.
Aya clenched her fingers, Zuo Long looked uncomfortable, and saw that the little woman was still raising her gaze, unable to dodge, and her tone did not change, and she spoke up again, "Mr. Xi, if I don't delay your time, I have something to tell you." β
The man's face suddenly turned cold.
The cigarette butt fell to the ground, he was too lazy to step on it, and the young lady was dragged over very suddenly, hitting his arm like hitting a fast iron, and his hair was torn painfully.
I heard the voice above my head without emotion, and there seemed to be a slight sneer in the lowness, "I'm not busy, you can't see it." β
After speaking, he put his arm around the young lady and left.
A group of people followed.
The thin figure that fell, motionless, did not change the direction of his gaze.
Zuo Long walked a few steps and turned around, sighing, "Miss Aya......"
"I'm fine."
Aya forced a smile, crossed the left dragon, and chased out.
She was very busy today, she was shouted by the customer that her feet did not touch the ground after eating half of the bread in the morning, and she cried for a long time in the afternoon, and she felt top-heavy after running a few times at this time.
But the man had long legs and big steps.
When they arrived at the parking lot, a circle of people got into their cars.
Xi Cheng didn't squint, he walked faster and faster, the high heels of the young lady next to him clicked, which made him have a headache, and when there was no one, his face was already like frost.
Next to Lincoln's car, he paused, and pulled out a cigarette with some urgency.
The sound of the lighter clattering echoed through the silence of the parking lot, and he squinted and smoked, his eyes so cold that it seemed to cut the smoke into sections, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly.
"Brother Cheng." The young lady screamed two paces away.
He didn't look back, his hand raised.
The young lady was unpredictable, she couldn't see his face, she was all in the shadows, but she was happy in her heart, "Brother Cheng, I'll get in the car first." β
There was no answer.
But there was the sound of footsteps coming from there.
Xi Cheng dusted off his cigarette ash and closed his eyes.
Aya covered her stomach, relieved her breath a little, looked at the back and spoke, "I'm sorry, I have to delay you if you have something, I passed by this afternoon and saw you beating Xiaoshu, Xicheng, you can't do this, he is your son." β
He turned around all of a sudden, smiling, but how could he look expressionless, "He's my son, aren't you still my woman, have I beaten you?" β
Aya will not fall into his trap, all the past will be sealed, and she will not remember it again.
"Xiao Shu did something wrong, you want to beat him?"
He put the cigarette in his hand and looked at her, "You've been with me for seven years, and you don't know what I do?" There's no why, just whether I want to or don't want to. β
Aya knew that she couldn't deal with him, and she was even afraid of angering him,
I'm afraid that he will spill his anger on Xiao Shu for her.
She pursed her lips, and her voice fell, begging him, "Can I take a look at Xiao Shu?" β
"Didn't you see it in the afternoon," he said, staring at her, with a layer of frost under his eyes as he tried to laugh or not, "Are you passing by?" β
Aya's heart suddenly sudden, and sure enough, she heard him say, "Didn't I transfer him for a year, and you think everything is fine?" β
"Xicheng, I didn't mean that, I sent flowers, I was really passing by."
She was a little anxious, her lips pursed and gradually lost her blood, I don't know what he thinks, I am afraid that he will lose his temper and say that he will let Xiao Shu transfer to another school so that she will never see her son again, she looked at him tightly, and she had made countless drafts, but it was useless in front of this man, and her eyes were slowly and uncontrollably red, and her little face was even whiter.
What leverage does she have when talking to him?
Nothing, begging, begging, now that Xiao Shu is there, he may be begging like this for the rest of his life.
Xi Cheng just looked at her.
He felt that in these shots of her, the air was very quiet, and time was slowing down.
Whether she was thin or fat, he didn't know, the empty blouse and long skirt, he couldn't see it, only the way he would tear the neck meridians when he spoke, as if he would lose his breath as soon as he exerted his strength.
He pinched, hated helplessly, when, really pinched.
He was annoyed for a while, and there was nowhere to put a nameless fire in his chest.
I just came out of the house to see the aggrieved and stubborn little look, and now I gave him another original version.
What a rotten life he was living.
The cigarette butt was extinguished, and he pursed his lips without pulling with her, and was about to go around the front of the car.
"Xicheng, I want to see Xiao Shu."
He didn't react.
The young lady was about to drill into the passenger seat, but his eyes were cold and he waved his hand.
"Brother Cheng?" The young lady didn't understand, the person had already gone up.
He didn't know where the sudden temper came, the blue tendons on his forehead were bulging, and he didn't make a sound when he walked, and the young lady only felt a strong wind passing, and she was whirling around, and was thrown out of the car and fell to the ground by the infinitely powerful arm.
He stared vacantly at the open passenger door, which was empty, just like the one in his body at this time, which was a little empty.
The woman's voice in his ears was thin, a little chaotic and a little anxious, "You beat him to tears, only a four-year-old child, I feel sad, Xicheng, I'll just look at him." β
He turned back coldly, and saw her with her head down, her hands clasped in front of her body, and she was a little incoherent, "I didn't dare to step forward in the afternoon, for fear of conflicting with you, and the kindergarten teacher would look bad, Xiao Shu should have a good growth environment, I am not right to follow you, and it is also my fault to disturb your good thing, I am worried about Xiao Shu's ......"
The long hair tied in a bunch slowly fell to the side of her ears and slid down her neck a little more.
The half-gray hemp short-sleeved she wore was wide and wide, and the material hung down, following her thin curves, wrapping the whole person.
His skin was so white that he shook his eyes.
He heard a tingle in his ears, stared at it, his face was as cold as a river, and he hated it very much, so he took it and pressed it on the car door, and kissed it hard.
Wheezing, he couldn't breathe all of a sudden, a burst of blood heat crossed the top of his head, completely out of control, and his low voice was as cold as his lips, falling on the ears of the woman who was struggling with great strength, like the demon: "Want to see?" Okay, Aya, you know what to exchange for. β