In the early morning, the sunlight shone in through the gaps in the curtains, and Sui Qian opened his eyes.

When I got up and washed, although my cheeks were ice last night, the redness and swelling were still obvious.

She walked slowly downstairs, and the sound of laughter came out of nowhere.

A familiar tall back suddenly burst into her sight.

The familiar deep voice made her frown slightly.

Gu Jinghuan? How did he get here?

"Hehe, Gu Dong Rili has a lot of opportunities, come to the cold house, the cold house is really shining." Tong Zhan Guo was dressed in white casual clothes and smiled proudly.

"Zilin called me last night. With such a big thing happening to Sui's, I should also come over to see it myself and do my best. ”

Gu Jinghuan's deep magnetic voice sounded.

He leaned back in his chair, his arms resting across the spine of the couch, but his eyes kept his eyes on the stairs.

When he caught a glimpse of the slender figure in the stairwell, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

As for Sui Qian, she knew that she couldn't hide, so she simply walked over generously.

"This is ......" Gu Jinghuan looked at Sui Qian with a smile, but when he saw her red and swollen left cheek, a fierce color crossed his eyes.

"This is my little daughter, Sui Qian. Shallow, come over and say hello to Gu Dong. ”

Because of the arrival of Qian, the smile on Tong Zhanguo's face faded a lot.

"Miss Sui, hello when we meet for the first time." Gu Jinghuan gentlemanly stretched out his hand to her.

With the light of the line did not move, Tong Zhanguo's smile disappeared slightly, and it was not until Sui Qian finally stretched out his hand that he regained his smile, "Gu Dong, fortunately." ”

The two hands clasped together, and his large, bony hands were warm and powerful, just enough to wrap her.

In the next second, Sui Qian quickly broke free of his hand.

Gu Jinghuan sat down as usual.

"It's all up in the shallow light, I'll call someone to call Zilin up." Tong Zhan Guo hurriedly said.

"Not necessarily." Gu Jinghuan's words were resolute.

Tong Zhan Guo smiled awkwardly, and it was difficult to say anything more.

And Sui Qian, just stood there awkwardly, no one greeted her, she didn't walk, she didn't sit.

It wasn't until Rong Bo said that breakfast was ready that she was relieved.

Tong Zhan Guo invited Gu Jinghuan to have breakfast together, and the two moved from the living room to the dining room to continue chatting.

Breakfast, with a cup of unsweetened black coffee and a slice of bread, has been the same for decades.

Today's breakfast was personally arranged by Tong Zhanguo, and there was no black coffee.

Sui Qian sat at the end of the square table and glanced at the dining table quietly.

Diagonally ahead, Gu Jinghuan's voice sounded faintly, "Why is there no black coffee?" ”

Tong Zhan Guo's expression was suffocated, "Zilin mentioned to me, Gu Dong doesn't seem to have a good stomach?" ”

"Well, that's fine." Gu Jinghuan smiled indifferently.

Tong Warring States has been rolling in the business for so many years, and there is still some effort to observe words and looks.

He hurriedly ordered the servant to boil the black coffee. After a short effort, the maid brought the black coffee and naturally poured a cup for Sui Qian.

Gu Jinghuan picked up the cup and took a sip elegantly.

It's just that Tong Zhan Guo noticed that Gu Jinghuan hadn't touched that cup of black coffee a second time from beginning to end.

A breakfast, in the face of Tong Warring States from time to time, he was very attentive, and he ate it tastelessly.

After saying "eat", she went into the bathroom on the first floor.

Cold water splashed on her face, and she sobered up a little.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind her, and she turned around, only to crash into the man's warm chest.

As soon as her waist was hot, a pair of iron arms hugged her tightly.

"What's wrong with the face?" A deep male voice came overhead.

"Let go." She was expressionless but a little weak-hearted.

What should I do if someone comes in now?

Gu Jinghuan didn't hear it, brushed away her long hair, and the red and swollen five fingerprints were clearly visible.

There was a monstrous undercurrent in the deep dark eyes.

"Who hit it?" The man's voice grew deeper.