She opened it and saw that it was Tang Shuang who sent it to her, a short sentence or two: Cousin-in-law, in order to express my apologies, I specially sent you a video to apologize, in your mailbox, go and see it.

Gu was in a mood all of a sudden, got up and went to the room to open the computer and log in to the mailbox.

Sure enough, there was an unread email, she clicked on it to watch, a video, and she opened it excitedly.

It started with a giggle, the sound of her not being able to sleep every night. Gu felt a tearful excitement in his eyes at that time.

"Hey, Mommy," a face with pink makeup appeared in the camera, Gu Cheng put his hands on his mouth, greeted her, and blinked twice with big eyes, she seemed to be in the room, still wearing slippers, and a white little long leg was exposed under the red skirt, "What, do you miss me?" Baby misses you so much! ”

"I've always been with my cousin, and my cousin is a beauty, but it's still not as beautiful as you!"

At this time, Tang Shuang's voice came from behind the camera, "Little baby, first of all, remove the words from the table, it's too ugly, and second, I'm the most beautiful, don't be biased!" ”

Gu Xing snorted and laughed, her eyes unconsciously flooded with imperceptible moisture, she felt that her nose was regurgitating, she pressed it with her fingers, and her eyes looked at the screen motionless, afraid that she would miss her cute expression in the blink of an eye.

"Mommy, I've grown a few centimeters taller, I won't be able to hold me when you see me again."

"Before, my aunt told me a story that the little princess's parents don't want her anymore because they have a baby again, Mommy, do you have a baby so you don't want me anymore!" Gu Cheng instantly crossed his waist with resentment on his face.

"I don't like little baby, the flesh is so ugly, and I will take away Mommy and Daddy, you have a little baby, will you want me?"

Orange Orange, who had a bitter gourd face in the last second, instantly put on a smile again, "Mommy, people miss you so much, if you come to pick me up early, I will consider seeing if I want to accept the little baby." ”

At this time, Tang Shuang outside the camera looked embarrassed, little girl, do you dare not be so domineering, your future brother will be very resentful, and he was disliked by his sister before he knew where he was.

Xiao Fan Tuanzi suddenly stepped forward and hugged the camera with his hand, put his face to the maximum, and said with his mouth to the camera: "Quietly tell you, Song Yue is also here, he is so sullen!" Hahaha! ”

"What's sullen?" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind her, the smile on Gu Cheng's face froze, and she glared back at him, I was recording a video with my mommy, and boys were not allowed to enter my room!

The camera turned to Song Yue's face, he pursed his mouth, with an expression that was not uncommon to me, "It's not that I haven't come in." ”

Then the door slammed shut.

Gu Xing looked at the two tsundere children, and their mood improved. She compared the current Song Yue with the little boy who didn't look up and sullen much when she saw people before, the change was really big, it seems that Song Xiaohan, who left, he is doing well.

She already knew that if Cheng Cheng was fine, Song Yue should be fine. The next time she sees Wei Lan, she wants to talk about Song Yue, now, Song Yue's biological parents don't know who it is, Wei Lan likes him very much, maybe he can be adopted......

Gu Xing sat at the head of the bed, watching this five-minute video, over and over again, tirelessly circulating, and she realized that she missed her so much, and she was more than all.

Gu was so excited last night that he fell asleep watching that video very late. I didn't hear the alarm clock go off in the morning, so I slept late and missed Mueller's time to go to work. Gu remembered that last night Mueller said that they would have dinner together in the evening, so he planned to stay at home for the time being today, but he really had nothing to do, and Tang Xiaohui, who had been wandering in his mind, said that he would meet her in the café or he would come to her in person.

After the afternoon, she changed her clothes and went out. She wanted to go to different places today and go straight to see Müller in the evening. So she didn't dress as casually as she did the previous two days, she wore a red and black knee-length waist-cinching dress with a long-sleeved round neckline, which could not only highlight the curves of the upper body, but also not look too deliberate.

He wore a pair of black pointed heels on his feet, carried a red bamboo bag, and went out with his hair half casually pulled up, looking a little gentle and a little capable. Her preferred style hasn't changed.

She hadn't yet decided where she was going, so she asked the driver, Mueller, halfway through to tell him if he would see him somewhere.

The driver said not yet, it is estimated that it will be one o'clock in the afternoon, and he will call her by then.

Gu said that she was good, and asked him where Berlin was more fun and quiet, and she wanted to take a walk.

The driver ended up driving her to a square.

There is a huge fountain pool in the middle of the square, and various milky white statues show the sense of time and art of the square.

The area of the square is relatively large, there are a lot of white pigeons jumping around in the middle waiting for people to feed, and there are many foreign tourists, people of different colors and nationalities gathered here.

The high but quiet singing voice was remembered when Gu Xing first approached the place.

She saw a number of artists in the square who were placing easels and painting portraits of passers-by with expressions of concentration, some of whom were depicting statues not far away.

Gu Xing walked over and sat by the fountain where many people gathered, watching one after another people get a portrait from the painter's hand, some are realistic, some are more abstract, whether they like it or not, they sincerely express their gratitude, and then give the painter some remuneration, more or less.

Most of the people gathered here are wandering painters, who specialize in painting portraits of tourists just for hobbies.

There was a painter with a medium-long beard who looked like he was in his thirties holding a paintbrush, and saw Gu Mood sitting there for a long time, but just watching others paint, seeing that she was an Oriental, so he said in awkward Chinese with a gorgeous voice: "Miss, are you from country Z?" ”

Gu Xing nodded, "Yes." ”

"Do you want to paint?" The painter asked, pointing at her as he pointed to the drawing board.

"Me?" Gu Xing pointed to his nose, she didn't have the idea of painting portraits when she was here, but when he asked, she readily agreed. "Okay."

"What's your name, Miss?" The bearded man asked her to strike a pose, then moved the brush, and talked to Gu Xing while drawing.

"Take care of your mood."

"Mood care?" He fumbled her name for a few seconds, as if he didn't figure out any results, raised his eyebrows, and said in a mixture of Chinese and German: "Chinese is too difficult, I have drawn many Chinese, so I learned a little Chinese from them." Your name sounds great. ”

Gu Xing smiled, talked to the strange wandering artist, sat quietly, and took off his impetuousness. What is your name?

"Zach." He said: "The previous name was too ugly, too long and complicated, and everyone couldn't pronounce it correctly, so I changed it to a simple one." ”

Zach was talking to Gu Xing while painting, and in a short time a portrait was completed. The painting method is very mature, and the similarity between the painting and the real person is 90%.

Gu Xing said thank you, and then gave him some compensation. Zach looked at the banknotes she handed him, shook his head, and said, "No need for so much. ”

Gu Xing smiled, and still put the money in the box where he put the brush, "See you soon." ”

Zach rolled up the painting, tied it in a knot with a small red rope and handed it to her. Gu Xing took the flowers and went to the other side.

As soon as she turned her back, a tall man walked up to Zack, his delicate face with a relatively indifferent expression, he looked at Zack's drawing board and said, "Do you remember what she looks like?" ”

Zach glanced at the handsome man, "Of course I do. ”

is a very beautiful oriental face, and those who do this line of work have a relatively high memory and recognition of faces.

"Draw me a picture with her. I'll pick it up later. After the man finished speaking, Zach looked at him a few times and said, "Okay." ”

While the man hadn't gone far, Zach asked, "What is your relationship with that young lady?" ”

It's not that I haven't seen a man who wants to take a picture with Miss Miss, it's just that the two seem to have a special connection.

"I'm her husband."

……

Gu Xing met Tang Xiaohui in a gallery.

The driver had just called her and told her the address Mueller had said, and if she was done shopping, he could pick her up now.

Gu Xing looked at her watch, and before she knew it, she had stayed until six o'clock. She was about to go out after visiting the gallery, and the driver was coming this way.

When she stood in front of a picture, it seemed that someone was standing behind her to block the light and shadow, so the shadow cast a double shadow on the ground. She immediately guessed who the person behind her was through the tall figure behind her and the familiar smell in the shadow.

Gu Xing's hand holding the bag unconsciously clenched and loosened, and he really found it himself. The corners of his lips overflowed with a slightly unclear smile, and then he regained his indifferent expression. She had just turned to leave, when she was suddenly pulled by some force from the man behind her, who took her arm and held her in place.

He said in a non-serious voice: "I'm going to leave so soon." ”

"I still have an appointment."

"With whom."

"You don't need to know."

"Mueller?"

"Hmm."

"Don't go, I don't like you to be with other men, eating and talking, looking at each other, etc."

"You're too wide."

"My wife, I don't care who will take care of it? Mueller? Tang Xiaohui's tone of voice has been flat and unchanged, Gu is in a good mood and has been wrapping his hands neatly, his eyes are locked on the painting in front of him, and his tone is surprisingly calm.

"Mr. Tang, have you made enough trouble?" Every time Gu Xing heard him say such things, he was always angry and angry in his heart. She didn't want to discuss the two of them with him for the time being, who allowed him to get close.

"Nope." As soon as his voice fell, Gu Xing was caught off guard and was turned over, and an aggressive masculine breath poured straight into his nose.

The lips and tongue are also sucked into a pair of soft lip flaps domineeringly......