"I don't think you're going to be that stupid."

Gu Cheng was sure that Wanqing would not agree, otherwise she would not be stupid to talk to him and make some small moves behind her back.

"I'm in the same camp with you now, I'm good if you're good, and as for the rest, I'll fight for it back by myself in the future." Wanqing raised his head proudly, with a confident expression.

Gu Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Wanqing's chin, and rubbed his thumb against Wanqing's ruddy lips: "Mu Wanqing, I find that I appreciate you more and more." ”

Wan Qing smiled brightly: "To be appreciated by President Gu, do I have to cheer and jump." ”

"Not really, but don't forget, we're going to have a wedding the day after tomorrow."

“so？”

Gu Cheng snorted coldly: "I've never seen a bride wandering around the club in the middle of the night. ”

Wanqing chuckled in his heart, clubhouse? Did he know anything?

Gu Cheng watched Wanqing's face turn from red to white, and the cold smile on his lips became a little more obvious: "Mu Wanqing, can you explain it to me?" ”

Gu Cheng held up his mobile phone, on which was a photo of Wanqing sitting on the sofa in the box and looking at those cowherds, and it was clearly visible that Wanqing was embarrassed.

"Damn it."

Wanqing gritted his teeth and scolded, God knows that the club is famous for protecting guests**, how can it still be photographed in the box, is it Chen Yuanyuan? Isn't she just guarding the door?

Gu Cheng let go of Wanqing, and his eyes were full of coldness: "Mu Wanqing, I didn't find that you were so hungry and thirsty." ”

From the time he received the photo to the present, he didn't plan to spread it out with Wanqing, just waiting for Wanqing to sue him, but after waiting for so long, Wanqing didn't plan to let him know at all, he was angry and planned to strike first.

"How did you get it?"

The late Qing Dynasty planned to break the jar and break it, and then take the blame when the matter was clarified, I believe that Gu Cheng would not be too angry.

"Didn't Kejin sue you, that clubhouse...... Is it mine? ”

In a moment, the evening breeze rushed towards the toilet: "I'm in a hurry, go to the toilet first." ”

By the time Gu Cheng came back to his senses, the door of the toilet had been locked.

"See if you can hide for the rest of your life?"

Wanqing paced back and forth in the toilet, she was not only pitted by the black girl this time, but also by Kejin, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, Wanqing picked up her mobile phone and dialed Kejin's phone.

It seemed to be very lively, and the noisy music came out: "Late Qing, what's wrong?"

"I want you, immediately, immediately, to a quiet place."

There was silence for a moment, and by the time Kejin spoke again, it was already quiet.

"What's wrong? Late Qing Dynasty. ”

Ke Jin's voice was glutinous, and he was so empty-hearted.

"Why don't you sue me, Gu Cheng of that clubhouse."

Late Qing Halal wanted to tear Kejin apart and tear it up to get rid of her hatred, she always knew that Kejin was nervous, but now it seems that Kejin has no brains at all.

"Ah, is Gu Cheng looking for you bad luck? Allah, he will not do anything to you, after all, you have not yet eaten. ”

"Kejin, I heard that you participated in the pie duì tonight?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

Ke Jin was cold, feeling that the late Qing was thinking of some bad idea.

"Based on your bad history of betraying your country for glory, I have decided to freeze the gold card that I borrowed from you, and you will be blessed tonight."

Wan Qing hung up the phone snapped, she could already think of Kejin's ridiculous appearance sleeping on the street tonight at this moment, and finally let out a bad breath.

"Knock knock."

"Constipated?"

Gu Cheng shouted at the door, and the late Qing who listened directly was hairy