75. Wanted
"I said it.
Well......
"Old man, what are you doing?" No matter how happy she was, she didn't show it, she asked him to go back to the bedroom, and he came out without permission.
The small expression was cold and arrogant, as if questioning, and the big apricot eyes blinked, but they were a little curious.
Fu Changye was tall, with two quilts and pillows in his arms.
He didn't answer the little gold lord's words.
First, a quilt and pillows were placed on the sofa, and the other quilt was neatly laid out in the living room, right at Gu Xian's feet.
He walked up to Gu Random, and in Gu Random's vigilant eyes, he scooped the petite cat up from the ground.
The world was spinning, and Gu casually exclaimed: "Old man, ......"
In the next second, she had been thrown onto the quilt, and Gu casually's little hands were propped up on the soft quilt to get up.
saw the old man throw another quilt on the sofa onto the quilt that had been laid, and the eiderdown quilt was covered on Gu Random's little head.
Smothered her.
Gu casually annoyed, Xiao Bai tore off the quilt covering his little head with his hand, his voice was angry, and he asked, "Old man, what are you doing?" β
Fu Changye stood aside, in the dark, his figure looked particularly tall, and his dark eyes were as deep as the stars and night, and they were exceptionally bright.
From top to bottom, he unscrupulously stares at the kittens who want to be fried.
"Didn't the little gold lord want to be here?"
The man hooked his lips and smiled, a little nasty, "Since the little gold lord has sex to sleep here today, then let's sleep here today." β
"Huh?"
Gu Casual had a stunned expression on her little face, and she thought about it slowly, when did she say such a thing?
After a few seconds of thinking, she realized that she had let him in just now, leaving her here alone.
So, the old man moved the sleeping tools to the living room?
While thinking about it, Fu Changye also arrived at the quilt spread on the floor.
His big hand pressed the kitten onto the quilt, then fished it out into his arms, took her little head into his arms, pulled the other quilt over, covered the two people, and tucked it up: "Little gold master, go to sleep, you don't want to talk about things today, we'll talk about it tomorrow." β
This arrogant and awkward cat is easy to blow up and has to be touched along the fur.
His big hand, with a coolness, wrapped around her slender waist, and she could feel it.
But his words, his voice was low and sexy, and there was warmth, and she could feel it.
"......" Gu casually opened his small mouth, about to say something, in the end, he didn't say anything, and said a word sullenly, "...... Well. β
She also said just now that she wanted to be alone, why didn't he let her be alone.
However, the two of them don't seem to be bad, only a little worse than staying alone.
She graciously allowed the old man to stay with her.
"Little Gold Master." Fu Changye's voice was low, his voice was a little hoarse, as if coaxing a little girl, "Good behave." β
Gu casually pursed his lips and wanted to reply.
It's so good or something, obviously it should be what she, the gold owner, told him.
When, it's the turn of the old man who was raised to say that she was good.
But she didn't say that in the arms of the old man, it was so warm, like soaking in a hot spring in the cold winter, so comfortable that the whole pore was opened.
She was reluctant to spoil the warmth and thoughtfulness of the present.
It makes people so nostalgic and so satisfied.
This time, someone is by her side.
As for whether he really has a new owner or something, now, I won't think about it for the time being.
Staying in the warm and gentle embrace of the old man, between her noses, it was all his mature taste, the hormones of adult men, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco, rushed into the tip of her nose one by one.
Gu Xiaojin suddenly had a very hypocritical mind.
The little white hand, a little cautious, lifted it, where to put it, but did not dare.
It's like I'm afraid that people will know that I'm being laughed at.
It took a long time to quietly grab the old man's thin and powerful waist.
She held her breath and saw that the old man was unresponsive, so she let out a small breath and fell asleep,...... Then, soon fell asleep.
Fu Changye heard the long and even breathing of the little gold lord in his arms, and knew that she was asleep soundly.
Thin lips, bent in a faint arc.
He lowered his eyes, his dark eyes were heavy, and what was reflected was a few messy hairs on her little head, and he lowered his head and kissed her little head melon seeds affectionately......
Early the next morning.
Gu Shu woke up very early, and the sun shone through the screen window, and when there was light, she woke up.
I got up, rubbed my somewhat dry eyes, and saw the table, chairs, and sofas in the living room.
At first, the expression on her little face was a little dazed, and after a few seconds of sluggish thinking, Gu casually remembered that yesterday, at her request, she slept in the living room with the old man.
Spread the quilt in the living room, and the old man did it, and there was no one else.
But he was for her.
Thinking of this, Gu Xian was a little happy.
Don't worry about the old man about him soiling a quilt like this.
Gu casually got up from the quilt, the old man had already prepared breakfast, and when he saw her get up, his thin lips hooked: "Little gold master, go wash up and get ready for breakfast." β
Breakfast, as always, was hearty, the old man's cooking skills, bargain.
At breakfast, Fu Changye said that there was something in his company, so he would go first.
Gu casually nodded his little head, biting a piece of toast in his mouth, signaling that he knew.
She suddenly remembered what Tang Qingning said about the advertisement yesterday, her smooth and graceful chin was raised, and she had a very arrogant little expression: "The watch advertisement for D in the afternoon is going to be filmed, are you free?" β
After a pause, he said, "You are not available, I will help you ask for leave." β
Director Gu Da, help an eighteenth-tier unpopular old actor ask for a leave, this face is still there.
Fu Eighteenth Parallel, Old Male Star, Long Night Black Suit, Navy Blue Shirt, Cold Clothes, Cold Facial Features, Deep Eyebrows and Eyes, From Beginning to End, There Was A Cold Sense of Asceticism.
He thought about it, remembered such a thing, and the resources that the little gold lord helped him pull, and bowed his head: "I'm free." β
Gu casually sighed, satisfied with his answer.
Old man, you have to be free if you are not free.
She helped him pull the resources, and he had to be grateful to Dade for accepting it.
He was about to go out, but he had already walked to the door, and turned back, looking at Gu casually in surprise.
The old man's slightly cool thin lips fell, and he kissed the dragonfly at the corner of her lips that still had a little bread crumbs, and licked it lightly, licking off the crumbs from the corners of her lips, and said with a low smile: "Good morning kiss, little gold lord." β
Early! Quiet! Kiss!
This kind of good morning kiss that the husband will do to his little wife when he goes out, like a newlywed, what! Whatever! Ghost!?
Why did she feel a little shy, bordering on shame?
Mix...... Bastard, old bastard!
Gu casually petrified, the roots of his ears began to fever and red, and his white and tender neck was also covered with a layer of gorgeous pink, like a spring flower blooming, with a kind of charming beauty.
"Hurry up...... Rush to the company. Gu stammered when he spoke casually, "The ...... of the eighteenth line Old man, be late, be careful that those seniors are angry and throw you in the face, I won't help you. β
The entertainment industry is a place that attaches great importance to seniority.
Of course, seniority does not refer to the length of time in the circle.
It's status.
For example, our young Gu Dao has a very high status, and the old man outside the eighteenth line, Fu middle-aged uncle, Changye's status.
Well, he has no status.
Now he is still being raised, and he is pitiful and depressed.
Fu Changye smiled lowly, and the laughter seemed to come from his chest, with pleasure: "Then, little gold lord, I'll go first." β
"Hurry up, walk away, an old man like this?? Collect? Nest ring mock!
Waiting for the old man to leave, Gu casually breathed a sigh of relief, and the little white hand subconsciously touched his lips.
Oh, just now, I was kissed by good morning!
The old man is so annoying, he has to do this when he goes out.
President Fu Da came back to Shengyu.
A morning meeting has just ended, ten o'clock, back to the president's office.
I pressed the internal phone and called Secretary Jin to the office.
Summoned by the Grand President.
Two minutes later, Secretary Jin appeared at the door of the president's office and knocked on the door: "Mr. Fu." β
"Come in." The mature man's voice is faint.
Secretary Jin pushed the door in, two meters away from the desk, and stood respectfully: "What does Mr. Fu command?" β
Fu Changye sat in the boss's chair, holding a pen between his long fingers, and his dark eyes fell on the computer in front of him.
Secretary Jin stood and waited for a while, and Fu Changye's eyes moved away from the computer and landed on Secretary Jin.
"Secretary Kim."
"Hmm." Secretary Jin stood upright, waiting for President Fu Da's orders.
"Go find me a stylist."
Digression [1st shift, 2nd shift at 12 p.m., 3rd shift at 4pm]
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Director Gu Da: Old man, you are old, you have poor taste, you can't flirt with girls......
Fu Xiaoqing'er: Then what should I do?
Director Gu Da is particularly arrogant: Follow me obediently
Fu Xiaoqinger: ...... Cultivating the land diligently...... The little gold owner's land
Director Gu Da: QAQ get out!