Gu Qingqing's eyes flashed, she was originally leaning against the wall with her arms folded, and the palm under her arm was tucked in, pinching the soft flesh on the inside of her arm. It seems that only with this intense pain can she hide her shaking heart!

"Oh, got it, anything else?" Clenched her fists tightly, when she said this, even her voice trembled slightly, no, not just the voice, if she wasn't leaning against the wall, she might not even be able to support her body and would fall to the ground!

As soon as Gu Qingqing's words came out, Leng Sicheng's pupils suddenly sharpened at this time, his eyes stared at Gu Qingqing fiercely, his body was tense, and even the hand in his pocket tightened hard, as if he was using all his strength to stare at Gu Qingqing, who was "talking and laughing easily", and he couldn't wait to see a hole in her!

"Oh, got it, anything else?" How could she say it so relaxed, so calm, so natural, so ...... Let him crash!

"Gu Qingqing, you are really good, very good......" Before leaving, he glanced at Gu Qingqing deeply, the fist in his pocket rose and fell several times, he couldn't hold back the anger of strangling her, hurriedly pushed her away, and then, turned around and went downstairs!

Gu Qingqing was pushed away, and the whole person slipped and fell to the ground along the wall, as if his body had completely lost his strength. She sat at the top of the stairs on the second floor, and heard his footsteps rush to the entrance, as if he had kicked something down, and rushed all the way out of the house, and then the car started, the tires rubbed against the ground, and the motor roared, and then faded away and disappeared into the mountain road......

After a long time, Gu Qingqing stood up against the wall, walked down the stairs step by step, and walked to the entrance until he reached the entrance, and sure enough, he saw that the thing he kicked was the shopping bag she bought.

In the shopping bag, there was also the shaving cream she had bought for him — the brand he used to every day. This small tube of imported shaving cream alone cost almost half of the amount of the things she bought.

The little nanny heard the movement, ran out with her clothes on, and saw Gu Qingqing sitting alone in the hallway, holding this shaving cream in her hand, and the whole person was like a sculpture, motionless.

She was a little worried: "Madam, you ...... What's wrong? ”

"Oh, it's fine." She tossed the shaving cream into the trash, leaned against the wall and slowly got up, reached out and gently patted the dust under her pants, her face calm—or more appropriately, her face was as dead as ashes—she picked up the bag and turned to walk up the stairs.

"Ma'am, are you really alright?" When the little nanny saw Gu Qingqing's appearance, she was also a little worried.

This time, Gu Qingqing didn't have the strength to answer her, and floated back like a ghost.

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Gu Qingqing slept unsteadily.

The dream was bizarre, many things, many fragmented fragments, like a white horse passing through a gap, all of a sudden floated into her mind.

Just when she was at her most suffocating and in the most painful, a fresh breeze drifted by, like a withered leaf in the desert smelling the moisture of rain and dew, and stretched a lot at once.

Is he coming? No, how could he possibly come back? Didn't he go to accompany his female companion? He's not...... Don't want her to get closer? Don't even bother to touch her?

In the dream, she was laughing at herself, but in reality, Leng Sicheng really stayed by her side, looking at her slightly frowning face, with some worry in her eyes, and some unspeakable affection, staring at her for a moment!