Chapter 119: Gong Han?

Shang Feige sat up and sat up, he couldn't swallow this breath in his heart, and panicked, "Good you slut!" Dressed in a gorgeous shell, in fact, the bottom of the heart is a snake and scorpion! ”

Qiao Qian's eyes became bored, he got up, and said coldly: "It's already embarrassing enough, do you want to be even more embarrassed?" ’

He wasn't in a good mood, and he only had a few words to say during the whole dinner.

Qiao Qian pulled Shang Feige beside him heavily, "Let's go, hurry up and go home, don't be ashamed!" ”

Shang Feige was angry and anxious, and left his seat under his drag, and walked out of the state banquet hall in the eyes of many eyes.

Shang Wu glanced at the cherries in front of Shang Feige's seat, and smiled so lightly that no one noticed.

Over the years, she has not liked cherries that much.

Lu Yiyou turned his face to look at her, "I found that you are making me like it more and more." ”

Shang Wu shrugged happily, "I feel very honored to be liked by immortal-like characters. ”

"So when is Miss Shang Wu going to marry me?" Coldly, he suddenly said this.

Although he also asked for marriage two days ago, and he did all the rework, he still had to get this kind of thing.

Shang Wu was stunned for a moment, and his face became a little uneasy for a moment.

"This ...... I'm still young, I'm only twenty-five. She blinked, and she looked mischievous.

Lu Yiyou made a face and said faintly, "But I'm thirty." ”

As the old saying goes, stand at thirty.

Shang Wu looked at his somewhat innocent expression and laughed out loud, only to laugh as if it was a joke.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when the dinner party dispersed.

At night in coastal cities, the wind was a little strong, so Lu Yiyou closed the car window intimately.

There was a breeze blowing through the exposed gaps.

Shang Wu walked all the way to the scenery outside the window, this city, familiar with a sense of alienation, even if you are here, there will still be a short moment to feel that you can't blend in.

"What do you think?" Lu Yiyou saw that she was very quiet, so he asked curiously.

Shang Wu was still looking out the car window, but just shook his head.

"In the past few days, the company has a lot of things to deal with, and I may not be able to accompany you very much."

Shang Wu turned around and looked at Lu Yiyou's side face, he was driving the car seriously.

"It's okay, the wind collection organized by President Chu will end early tomorrow, and I have to go to their charity auction tomorrow night."

Although a lot of things happened this time, she only stayed there for two or three days, and on the last day, she also heard about the Lu family's family affairs.

She only drew a single picture and hurried back.

Lu Yiyou sighed silently, "Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid?" Why should you go to their charity auction? It's just that you want to use your fame to build momentum for their charity gala. ”

As far as President Chu went out with this collection, no one would buy their account.

Shang Wu nodded helplessly, "I know, they only need my fame, they borrow my fame, and even need to say that this is a charity auction, I can't refuse." ”

Even if they weren't nice to her.

Especially those three girls.

"You want to do a charity auction, I'll do it for you, I don't have to be with people like them who want to take advantage of you."

At the turn, Lu Yiyou played the steering wheel handsomely and neatly.

Shang Wu shook his head, "If I am the only one in this world who does charity, then even if I work hard, I won't be able to achieve anything, but if I do more charity, it will be different." ”

Lu Yiyou glanced at her, Shang Wu's long hair was blown by the breeze, and a strand of mischievous hair was on her face.

That kind of beauty that is not deliberate and unpretentious still makes Lu Yiyou unable to take his eyes off at all times.

Mid-levels Villa, this is the time of tranquility.

Aunt Zhang knew that they were going out to a dinner party, and there was nothing needed for her, so she went to rest early.

Lu Yiyou ordered people to make a few plank swings in the courtyard during the day.

When I came back in the evening, some European-style wooden swings stood in the courtyard.

The courtyard was almost trimmed by the invited housekeepers.

Shang Wu was dragging her tired body home, but the corners of her eyes jumped when she saw the swing.

"A trip to the land! It's a swing! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran over, her pink skirt dancing in the wind, and the camellia on the hem of her skirt, as if waiting to be released, intense and hot.

Lu Yiyou strode and walked over.

With a smile on her face, she swayed on the European-style swing.

This type of swing is hung on a large shelf with two chains through the planks, and it is simple with some European elegance.

Shang Wu sat on the wooden plank and swayed high.

Up, down. Up and down again.

Her flowing hair fluttered in the wind, soft and plump.

The aftermath of the swing was still rippling, and Lu Yiyou couldn't help but put a handsome face on it.

A beautiful kiss was just pasted.

Shang Wu's palm tugged on the chain on the swing.

If you really like someone, no matter how many times you have been kissed by him, you still expect his next kiss to be when and in what form.

Lu Yiyou grabbed the chain on the swing, one hand lifted her small chin, and the other hand pressed her restless little head.

With the dim light of this courtyard, the atmosphere of affection.

A beautiful kiss spread.

Shang Wu snorted slightly, protesting that the kiss had come to be enthusiastic.

Lu Yiyou pinched her chin and didn't intend to let go, bent over and continued to kiss her.

After a moment, Lu Yiyou's hand finally let go of her jaw.

Shang Wu gasped, thinking that the end of the kiss would be over.

Who knows......

His hand left her chin, but quickly rested on the button of her dress.

This dress was chosen by him, so he even knew the position of the secret button better than Shang Wu.

She stepped back, and the distance between the two of them was finally widened.

"What are you going to do?" There was a little horror in her big wet eyes.

"What do you say?" When he spoke again, his tone was already stained with a bit of magnetic affection.

She looked around and whispered, "Lu Yiyou!" It's the courtyard of the villa!"

Lu Yiyou shrugged his shoulders, and the movements in his hands still did not stop.

"So what, have you forgotten the last time you were in the woods by the sea of Shangguan's house? Have you forgotten the last time you were at the amusement park? And the last time I was in the art gallery......"

"Stop! Stop it! ”

The more she said it, the redder her face became.

"But what if Aunt Zhang wakes up?"

"Well, Aunt Zhang, she knows what it means to be indecent and not to be ignored."

"What if a security guard or something sees it?"

"Well, the security guards of this half-level villa are all outside the courtyard."

"What if ......"

Before she could ask, she was sealed by Lu Yiyou with a kiss.

The moonlight is so beautiful, and the evening breeze is not irritable, why can't they fill the courtyard beautifully?

Early the next morning, Lu Yiyou got up early.

The company's affairs are about to face a big division and a new starting point.

Qiao Liang's two families are in the land style, and he has already made up his mind to deal with it well.

Lu Yiyou sat at the dining table in a suit, holding a morning newspaper and a glass of milk.

Shang Wu uneasily put on one of his Versace shirts and followed.

When she sat down at the dining table, she wiped her eyes wistfully.

There were some bruises around his neck, proving that this man had done a good thing last night.

She opened her eyes dimly, "Oh, it's nothing, you eat quickly, I'm here to supervise whether you have eaten properly." ”

Although Lu Yiyou's anorexia is not as serious as before, he still can't accept food for a while.

He didn't eat much, and he didn't have much appetite in the morning.

Lu Yiyou took a sip of milk, but Aunt Zhang knew the amount of his meal, and prepared a glass of milk and a sandwich for breakfast.

Shang Wu looked at the breakfast on the table and said dissatisfiedly, "Why do you eat this?" ”

He drank the milk and smiled, "That's my normal amount of food." ”

He winked at her, and discharged early in the morning.

Aunt Zhang, who was in the kitchen, was holding two hard-boiled eggs that had just come out of the pot, thinking about whether to go out at this time.

After thinking about it, it's better not to go, anyway, the young master is full, and she doesn't have to watch their little couple show affection.

Lu Yiyou got up and was about to leave, but was stopped by Shang Wu.

He raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?" You're starting to miss me before I leave? ”

Lu Yiyou was a little stinky, Shang Wu snorted lightly, stood on tiptoe and raised his hand to wipe the milk from his mouth.

He put the milk on his hand into his mouth.

"Well, sweet."

Lu Yiyou's pleasant laughter spread in the air.

The early morning sun was pouring down from the windowsill and everything was fine.

As soon as Lu Yiyou left, Shang Wu's relaxed face became a little heavy.

She slowly sobered up with a somewhat worried expression, took out her mobile phone and called her best friend Zhang Yingying.

Zhang Yingying is the only one who knows about her palace cold.

The infertility caused by Gong Han is not a minority among new modern women.

She confirmed that Gong Han's infertility was three years ago, when she was in Benin, Africa.

At the time, she was suspected of contracting malaria and being pregnant with a baby.

Sophia, the nurse at the time, knew some gynecological things, and finally concluded that she had neither malaria nor a baby, and all this was just the work of the palace cold.

Gong cold can cause a lot of discomfort, especially in the abdomen, and in severe cases, it can cause lower abdominal pain and vomiting near the menstrual period.

She was unaccustomed to the water and soil at that time, and the vomiting caused by the cold of the palace, so she had a misdiagnosis on the surface.

Zhang Yingying quickly answered the phone, first counting the things she woke her up so early, and then counting the things that she ran away from the last wedding, and finally said: "Let's go, I'll drive over to pick you up, and go to the old Chinese medicine doctor introduced by my grandmother to treat women's problems." ”