Chapter 42: A Strong Man Named Song Wenqi

"Okay, okay. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info" Gu Zhuyin just took a step and glanced back at Gu Zhuyan, feeling like a strong man breaking his wrist.

Song Wenqi saw Gu Zhuyin being afraid of Ling Muyue like this, and thought of the scene in the ward at that time, these two people were really a perfect match.

Ling Muyue sat in the co-pilot, the window was open, smoking, there were already a lot of cigarette butts scattered on the ground, and she had been waiting for a long time when she saw it.

Fortunately, Ling Muyue smoked the best cigarette of course, and he usually smoked less, mixed with the smell of cologne on his body, which smelled quite good.

Gu Zhuyin saw Ling Muyue from a distance, lighting a cigarette, smoking, playing ashes, her movements were elegant and extravagant, coupled with that demonic face, the whole picture was as pleasing to the eye as an oil painting.

Gu Zhuyin, who was watching it for a while, was so engrossed that he didn't even know when he walked to the car, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"Miss Takein...... Miss Zhuyin ......" Song Wenqi called softly beside him.

"Ahh Gu Zhuyin came back to his senses at this time.

Gu Zhuyin's eyes made Ling Muyue's mood suddenly feel a lot more relaxed.

Since the last time they separated, they had almost no contact, Ling Muyue was very busy every day, and Gu Zhuyin naturally wouldn't take the initiative to contact him if he had nothing to do.

I haven't seen her for 20 days, Ling Muyue looks at her circle of friends almost every day, looks at the life she shares, she in the circle of friends, happy, bright, carefree, just like all 20-year-old girls in the flower season are innocent.

In fact, I couldn't help it today, yesterday one day, almost all the senior leaders of the entire Ling Group were scolded by Ling Muyue, everyone didn't know why, usually, although President Ling was cold, he never lost his temper.

It was impossible for everyone to complain in front of Ling Muyue, all of them complained to Song Wenqi, and after getting off work, he proposed to come and see it in the name of condolences to retired soldiers and visiting meritorious heroes, and Ling Muyue, who had been with a black face all day, finally eased his face.

Early in the morning, as soon as the mall opened, Ling Muyue called Song Wenqi from the bed to buy gifts with a phone call, which made Song Wenqi have no temper at all, and filled the pit he dug by himself. Dear fellow Ling's group, please remember that there was once a strong man named Song Wenqi who paved the way for your career!

Ling Muyue in the car also looked at her carefully when Gu Zhuyin was distracted, she hadn't seen her for 20 days, her hair was a little long, flush with her chin, Gu Zhuyin's face was originally small, but this liner was even cuter, the upper body was wide and wide pink cultural shirt, the lower body was white casual pants, with pink flip-flops, the whole person was lazy and playful at home.

"What? How long do you want me to sit in the car? At this time, Ling Muyue's anger had been completely smoothed out, and the corners of her mouth were quite playful.

"Yes, I'm sorry, chief, I was talking to my brother just now, and I was delayed!" Gu Zhuyin put his left hand against his head and made an apologetic gesture.

She's not stupid enough to admit that she forgot.

"Hmm." Ling Muyue didn't say anything, opened the door and got out of the car.

Soon, the group entered Gu's house, and poor Song Wenqi followed behind with a large bag and a small bag.

"Grandparents, our chief is here—" As soon as he entered the door, Gu Zhuyin shouted inside.

I saw the girl hurriedly running out before, and I knew that the chief was really here, but why?

Gu Boyong hurriedly asked his wife to prepare some good tea, the Gu family is not a wealthy family, and it can be regarded as a past generation of soldiers, and there is always a little bit of family background.