"Hmm."

“……”

Gu Qianqian was stunned, his dark pupils were instantly penetrated by a surprise light, and he reached out and grabbed Qi Mingye's sleeve.

"Qi Mingye, you didn't lie to me, you promised to stay, you promised to stay in the emperor's house for a few more days?!"

"Hmm."

Qi Mingye spit out a single word indifferently, and his deep eyes reflected Gu Qianqian's happy appearance, and he was unconsciously dyed with a touch of tenderness.

She loved it and it didn't matter where she stayed.

"Buzz—"

Qi Mingye glanced up at Gu Yuanbao, who was hugged back by Fu Chen, and was about to say something, when the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang.

"Night, it's my ......"

Gong Shaoming's voice came clearly from the phone with a hint of exhaustion.

Qi Mingye's eyes flickered, and the hand holding Gu Qianqian tightened slightly.

Half ringing, no speech, half leaning on the saddle, holding the mobile phone unchanged.

"I see."

Gu Qianqian only heard Qi Mingye say this from beginning to end, and saw him hang up the phone.

Big eyes looked at him with some confusion, and asked faintly, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has something to deal with, is she delaying him by forcing him to stay in City C like this?

"Qi Mingye, if you have something, we can wait for the next time you have time to accompany your grandfather back to City C."

Gu Qianqian's little hand wrapped around his waist, his little face pressed against his chest, and he said in a loud voice.

She already knew that he cared about her, and that was enough......

Qi Mingye's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Gu Qianqian, his cold lips slightly, "It's because of An Mo's dyeing." ”

"Huh?!"

As soon as Gu Qianqian heard An Moran's three words, he immediately raised his head from Qi Mingye's arms and spoke excitedly.

"What's wrong with dyeing, is she in any danger, is Gong Shaoming threatening her again, bastard, I ......"

"It's not An Moran who has something, it's Gong Shaoming."

"Uh......"

Gu Qianqian's anger didn't have time to vent before it wilted......

The little hand patted his chest, not dyeing.

Let him die of Gong Shaoming!

"Gu Qianqian, you have double standards."

Qi Mingye took all the expressions on her little face into her eyes and coldly pointed out a fact.

As soon as she heard that the person who had the accident was Gong Shaoming, a trace of happiness appeared in her eyes, and she couldn't wait to cut Gong Shaoming with a thousand knives.

"What if I have a double standard, Gong Shaoming deserves it, if it weren't for him, Dye would not have ......"

Gu Qian paused slightly, and quickly shook off the irritability in his heart, "Don't mention it, I won't be happy when I mention it, in short, Gong Shaoming is not comfortable living, I am comfortable!" ”

Gu Qianqian came to a conclusion decisively.

"If his discomfort is because of An Mo Ran, you can also be happy?"

Qi Mingye leisurely played with Gu Qianqian's slender fingers, raised his head and glanced at Gu Yuanbao, who was about to return to the car, and did not continue to sell Guanzi.

"Gong Shaoming has something to ask me, but it's just for An Mo Ran, whether you can help or not, you have the final say."

"Help!"

Gu Qianqian didn't think about it, "As long as it's a dyeing thing, help me!" ”

Soon something came to mind, "So we're going back to S City today, right?" ”

Otherwise, Qi Mingye wouldn't have suddenly let her make a decision......

Qi Mingye didn't speak, but looked at her with appreciation: Stupid woman, you have become smarter!

“……”

Gu Qian's voice was shallow and hoarse.

She worked hard for a long time, but they still had to leave, and it seemed that they could only wait for the next opportunity to let Qi Mingye return to the emperor's house.