There was a faint expectation in his voice, and he hoped that she would hate him, and that would be better than treating him as an irrelevant passerby.

'Gu Mood' tilted his head and seemed to be unable to think of an answer.

He asked again, "So, did you ever hate me?" ”

'Gu Mood' smiled and nodded slightly.

"Do you still hate it now?"

'Gu Mood' smiled and shook his head. That smile was beautiful and bright.

"Don't you care anymore?"

"Don't you know that I didn't care a long time ago." 'Gu Mood' miraculously opened his mouth, but said lightly. As everyone knows, Tang Xiaohui is most afraid of her like this.

Tang Xiaohui's hand holding the wine glass trembled, and he laughed twice, the more and more ruthless color occupied the corners of his mouth, and even the extremely shallow dimples on one side seemed to become deeper.

He squinted at her, and it was an almost Shura momentum.

"Then, I'll make you hate me."

'Gu Xing' seemed to understand his words, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Tang Xiaohui stretched out his fingers to smooth her frowning brows, but as soon as he touched her, she disappeared like smoke.

He withdrew his hand, holding the wine glass, his knuckles white, and the anger in his eyes grew heavier. Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, he swept all the wine off the bar.

The next morning, Tang Xiaohui was woken up by a doorbell, and he had a terrible headache after a hangover, coupled with the waking up gas that was several times more serious than Gu's mood, and his temper instantly rose to a breaking point.

After getting drunk last night, Tang Xiaohui slept directly on the sofa, still wearing an expensive black handmade suit, and the tie was pulled somewhere.

He rolled over, trying to ignore the incessant noise. But people who don't know whether they are alive or dead and ring the doorbell frantically.

Suddenly, there were several sounds of pressing the password, and the password lock 'dropped', and the password was wrong.

Tang Xiaohui instantly sobered up, his eyes were full of vigilance, and the word self-explosion was written on his face, and he strode towards the door.

When Tang Xiaohui, who was carrying a flame behind him and his hair was messy, appeared in front of Gu Xing, who was standing at the door, Gu Xing subconsciously took a step back, and the corners of his mouth twitched, who is this?

Her smile froze for a second.

Raising his hand, "Mr. Tang, morning." ”

"Morning, early fart! Don't know Lao Tzu is sleeping? Tang Xiaohui was stunned, thinking that another hallucination had appeared, so he stretched out his hand and pinched Gu Xing's face and pinched it twice, "Dead illusion, Lao Tzu doesn't want to see you now, get out!" ”

After saying that, he stopped and closed the door.

As soon as he closed the door, Tang Xiaohui was stunned, why didn't there seem to be anything wrong......

Stretching out the hand that pinched Gu Xing's cheek just now, there seems to be residual warmth on her fingers, when will the hallucination be touched?

What did she just call him, Mr. Tang?

Mr. Tang's face turned black and green, green and black.

When he opened the door again, Gu Xing touched his cheeks that were pinched a little red with a confused expression, and then looked at Tang Xiaohui, who was messy, and his expression was about to go out of control.

The two of you, you look at me, I look at you, not to mention how wonderful the expression is.

Tang Xiaohui calmly patted her face again, it turned out to be true.

Gu was a little gritted his teeth, he was urged by the company to hurry up and get this big Buddha early in the morning, and no one answered the doorbell for a long time, and it was already eleven o'clock in the morning, and he called his company, Yao Lele said that he didn't go to work today.

Caroline said that Tang Xiaohui must change his mind today, otherwise......

If she hadn't been forced to do so, she wouldn't have come to his house.

I thought I couldn't break into the door, but who knew that the password I knew by heart was wrong. She still thinks, even Song Xiaohan is not at home?

Who knew that the last person to open the door turned out to be a drunkard......