Chapter Eighty-Eight, Gentle Man
Wanqing was half-pulled and half-hugged by Gu Cheng and walked forward, holding back tears, looking at Gu Cheng in front of him, his back was tall and handsome, and a faint warmth wrapped Wanqing.
Feeling that Wanqing was trembling, Gu Cheng turned his head and looked at Wanqing suspiciously: "Is it cold?" ”
"It's not cold."
Wanqing shook his head.
At this moment, Wanqing suddenly stopped his steps and raised his head to look at Gu Cheng, his eyes and nose were red, which was particularly cute.
"How did you find me?"
Gu Cheng let go of Wanqing's hand and raised the mobile phone in his hand: "Maybe you are still alive in the nineteenth century, I don't know that there is a thing called GPS in this world." ”
Wan Qing's eyes widened: "You follow me." ”
Gu Cheng had a natural expression on his face, raised his eyebrows and looked at the late Qing Dynasty, he was pitiful just now, but now he is like a cat, and the woman is really a fickle animal.
Seeing that Gu Cheng didn't speak, the late Qing Dynasty was angry and wanted to laugh: "Gu Cheng...... Do you know that you are spying on me like this, and it is illegal for you to spy on me without my permission. ”
Gu Cheng looked angry, and pulled Wanqing to his side: "Mu Wanqing, don't tell me anything about breaking the law or not, if it weren't for my GPS today, you would have died in which ditch by now." ”
Wan Qing was stunned: "You saved me, I thank you very much, but ...... Why did you put GPS on my phone. ”
"No why, my Gu Cheng's wife, I must know everything about my every move, this is my Gu Cheng's rule, you'd better remember this rule for me."
"Are you hegemonist?"
"What if I say yes? Are you going to say that I'm breaking the law again? ”
Wanqing couldn't help but smile, the fear just now was diluted a lot in an instant, maybe it was because Gu Cheng was by her side, she felt that it was a big thing, and she didn't need to worry about it in Wanqing.
After returning to the hotel, Gu Cheng went back to his room, Wanqing sat alone at the head of the bed, stunned, the water in the bathroom was still flowing, there was no other sound in the whole room except for the sound of water, Wanqing slowly turned his head, and after seeing himself in the mirror, he was suddenly startled, he always felt that the blue-haired man was still in this room, a chill ran up her spine, she tugged on the quilt, and shivered all over.
At this moment, the late Qing realized how fragile she was, how could she avenge the Mu family and let the Zheng family die?
Wanqing retracted back on the bed, hugged the quilt, tears couldn't stop flowing down, she felt that her shoulders were dirty, and the places touched by the man were dirty.
The door of the room opened at this time, Wan Qing stared at the door of the room with wide eyes and frightened, a tall figure walked in slowly, still holding a quilt in his hand, Wan Qing ran over in a few steps, and threw himself into Gu Cheng's arms.
"Looks like I'm going to have to sleep here tonight."
Gu Cheng threw the quilt on the bed, picked up Wan Qingheng, and slowly walked towards the bathroom.
"It's time for you to wash."
Gu Cheng just wanted to turn around, but found that his sleeve was tightly pulled by Wanqing.
Gu Cheng said softly helplessly: "Don't be afraid, I'm just outside the door, just call me if there's anything." ”
Wanqing nodded, then let go of Gu Cheng, and reluctantly watched Gu Cheng leave the bathroom.
Closing the door, Gu Cheng's face suddenly became gloomy, it seemed that the experience just now had caused psychological trauma to the late Qing Dynasty, and he had to think of a way.
At this moment, Gu Cheng's phone beeped, and it was particularly abrupt in the quiet room.