When she was forced to resign from the logistics company by Gu Chengye, she really resented Gu Chengye for a while.

I couldn't understand Gu Chengye's thoughts, and I really felt miserable at that time.

However, when she finally knew that it was the way Gu Chengye was worried about her, she was relieved, and tried not to distort Gu Chengye's sincerity.

Maybe it's because they can't talk normally, but the two have a tacit understanding of the same heart.

Every time he came into contact with Gu Chengye, Lu Xingkong finally thought so.

Even if Gu Cheng didn't speak at night, she could understand his mind.

Touching from the fingers or lips is enough to express Gu Chengye's thoughts instead of words.

Thinking of last night's intimate behavior, a wonderful feeling surged through Lu Xingkong's body.

Suddenly like this early in the morning, she felt a little embarrassed and her cheeks flushed.

It's just that when he thinks of Gu Chengye, Lu Xingkong finally can't be calm.

Waiting for the bus on the side of the road, Lu Xingkong thought to himself that if he continued to think like this, his plans for the whole day would be ruined.

Lu Xingkong has recently felt that he is becoming more and more inseparable from Gu Chengye.

In the past, she would never be like this, because she was used to being alone, and she also believed that she would eventually become alone, so she was used to being alone.

Deer Starry Sky looks slender and weak on the outside, but her personality is stubborn and determined.

It's a pity that as soon as her traits touched Gu Chengye, they disappeared completely.

If it goes on like this, how can they help Gu Chengye?

When Gu Chengye, the boss, is not there, if she can't keep her job well, she will be a derelict secretary.

Deer Starry Sky scolded himself while trying to concentrate.

She was very grateful to Gu Chengye in her heart, because of Gu Chengye's help, she was freed from Tang Yi's hands and returned to a normal life.

The bus finally came, and after taking the bus, there were a lot of passengers in the carriage, and it was very crowded, but Lu Xingkong did not feel uncomfortable, but had a down-to-earth feeling.

Because she has been imprisoned by Tang Yi for three years in the Tang Mansion and has never lived a normal life, she takes the bus and stays in the crowded carriage with many normal people, which makes her feel like she is living.

However, as more and more people got on the bus, the air in the trunk gradually became muddy.

When Lu Xingkong felt a little difficult to breathe and loosened the collar of his clothes, the bus suddenly shook violently, and it turned out to be a turn.

Lu Xingkong, who reacted in time, immediately grabbed the crossbar on the bus, but the slender boy behind him hit her directly on the back, and his body was tightly attached to her shoulder.

"Well, are you alright?"

Lu Xingkong quickly turned around and hugged the young man who was about to fall.

The boy's face was covered by a beautiful flaxen hair, and he couldn't see clearly, but Lu Xingkong could feel that he was indeed uncomfortable.

The surrounding passengers had indifferent faces, too lazy to pay attention to right and wrong, and pretended not to see anyone uncomfortable.

Since Lu Xingkong and the boy were both standing at the door, although Lu Xingkong supported the boy and helped the boy to the side of the seat, he was not sure if anyone would give up his seat to him who was not feeling well.

When Lu Xingkong was hesitating and thinking about what he should do, the young man who had been keeping his head down leaned on her shoulder and whispered thanks to her.

"I'm sorry...... I'm a little dizzy......"

The boy wanted to get up and leave Lu Xingkong's shoulder, but his body was weak.

"It's okay, you can rely on me for the time being."

Lu Xingkong adjusted his posture, hugged the young man's shoulders, and asked him to stand by the car door.

"Thank you."

The boy raised his head and thanked Lu Xingkong, his voice a little weak.

The pale face was in a cold sweat because of the discomfort, but it was still handsome.

He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.