Chapter 209: It's better to be an ugly bastard

Watch the fastest hand hair station/ Mobile reading Proudly raising his small chin, Lu Qianzhou hooked the corners of his mouth and raised his eyebrows, and then shrugged innocently at Mousse.

"Who made you the first person to say that I was rude, and the impression was naturally deep."

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Mu Mu flew at Mu Si with an eye knife: You terrible son.

Mousse blinked: I'm helpless too.

Because of this little episode, Mousse's presence at the dinner table dropped directly to a negative number.

The dishes were also placed farther away from him at Mumu's suggestion.

This dinner, Lu Qianzhou ate happily, "Auntie, you and Mousse have a really good relationship, just like when I was in the Wu family, Grandpa Wu and Brother Shiqian, the two of them go back and forth every day, it's fun." ”

Mu's mother used chopsticks to put a lot of dishes on Lu Qianzhou's plate, and Lu Qianzhou's situation had been told by Mousse before.

She just felt sorry for this little girl's difficulty, and appreciated her kindness and strength more.

"Is that the Wu family who has been helping you?"

"Well, they're all very nice to me."

"That Brother Shiqian you said is your boyfriend?"

Lu Qianzhou shook his head, swallowed the rice in his mouth, and said, "No, my marriage contract with the Wu family is with Wu Shichen." ”

Mu Mu nodded, and gave Lu Qianzhou another bowl of soup, "Eat more, I'm too thin, how can I have the strength to clean up people." ”

Mousse, who was sitting alone opposite, ate absent-mindedly when he ate, and when he heard about Lu Qianzhou's boyfriend, his ears unconsciously pricked up.

Wu Shichen?

He had to check the man to see if he was worthy of his boat.

It's better to be an ugly monster, so that you can be kicked by Lu Qianzhou as soon as possible.

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Continuous insomnia, coupled with busy work during the day, Wu Shichen's cigarettes that he hadn't smoked for a long time also started again.

took back the crystal ashtray given to Wu Shiqian, and the ash of the flower ash spread a layer at the bottom of the ashtray, and several cigarette butts were lying in it crookedly.

Sitting on the recliner, he didn't wait for Lu Qianzhou's news, but received a text message from Gu Nuan.

[Shichen, I seem to have a high fever. 】

Wu Shichen's flat brows furrowed, and his calm eyes were dark, like a bottomless pool of water.

With a slight movement of his fingers, he forwarded the text message to Cheng Yuan.

When Cheng Yuan received the text message, he was patting the toner on his face.

He knew that he was not like Wu Shichen, who had a deep waist and sideburns, and he used to live a rough life when he was in country F, but later Gu Nuan told Cheng Yuan that the maintenance of the day after tomorrow was still very important, and he gradually became refined.

"Who sent a message so late, why did you ...... so much" unlocked the phone, and before I finished reading, I saw the content of the text message.

[Shichen, I seem to have a high fever. 】

Cheng Yuan was stunned, looked at the sender repeatedly, and repeatedly confirmed that it was Wu Shichen's number.

Is this a nerve for his little master?

What are the posts?

was about to call Wu Shichen back, but a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he immediately reacted that this text message should have been sent by Gu Nuan to Wu Shichen.

And Wu Shichen didn't want to deal with her, so he forwarded it to him directly.

Cheng Yuan put down his phone, looked up at the sky outside the window, sighed resignedly, got up and dressed, and drove straight to the hotel where Gu Nuan was temporarily staying, and sent her to the hospital.

Gu Nuan leaned on the back seat of the car, forcibly enduring the dry itch in her throat, her head was hot and swollen, and the uncomfortable feeling made the corners of her eyes gradually moisten.

Compared with the physical discomfort, the greater bitterness probably comes from the inner joy when the hotel door is knocked on, and the loss of falling to the bottom after opening the door.

"Shichen he ...... Slept? ”

"Miss Gu, the little master cares about his fiancΓ©e very much, so if you have something in the future, you can contact me directly."

Gu Nuan stopped talking, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but he couldn't hold back his tears anymore. To watch the first release of the new chapter of the festival, please go to the mobile address --- Tangke Xing: