"It's nothing, if only you weren't angry.

And she has been by Qinghong's side for so many years, no matter how cold the stone is, it should be warmed up.

Qiao Yiwei looked at Ning Qinghong's indifferent and handsome side face obsessively.

Now, the man is hers.

It's not casual.

*

At six o'clock in the evening, it was already dark, and the rain had almost stopped for the afternoon.

On rainy days, the lights were turned on in several houses in the community.

Gu casually returned to the small apartment, she held the men's black umbrella in one hand, took out the key in the other, the key was inserted into the keyhole, and she was just about to turn the key to open the door.

The door suddenly opened, and her little lover was standing behind it, opening it for her.

The old man was wearing a light gray home coat, a pair of loose cropped trousers, showing his ankles, and not a lot of leg hair on the top.

The sleeves of the loungewear were rolled up a few times, revealing strong forearms.

He stood, his head down, and stared at Gu casually with a faint smile, the orange light behind him.

The cold lines of his face looked surprisingly soft

"Little gold lord, you're back." With a hook of thin lips, Fu Changye's voice was low and mellow, "It's just time for dinner." ”

As he spoke, he took out a pair of women's slippers from the shoe cabinet in the hallway, bent down his tall and muscular body, and asked to help her put them on.

Gu casually raised her little foot and let the man help her change her shoes.

She looked at his broad back and watched him skilfully unload the shoes she was wearing.

She walked a lot today, stepping on the rain, I don't know how long she walked, and there were already black mud stains on her little feet.

He is not too dirty, his big bony hands support her little feet, and he is not in a hurry to help her change into an indoor drag.

Gu casually looked at his movements in a daze, and his eyes were slightly red.

When I returned home, it was not cold in front of a room.

And her little love is there.

The originally uncomfortable mood calmed down slightly.

There was also a little bit of emotion.

Fu Changye helped her change into the indoor drag, stood up, and her dark eyes fell on her little face and body.

It rained all afternoon, and my clothes were wet and not dry.

Fu Changye wrung his eyebrows: "Little gold master, you go take a shower and change your clothes first, don't catch a cold." ”

A light and dull voice, revealing a faint concern.

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