Chapter 163: Mrs. Gu, You Broke the Contract (19)
She wasn't trying to make sure if he and the woman he called her husband had gone to the hotel to open a room, she just wanted to ask him if he had time next Tuesday.
Mu Wange said over and over again in her heart, as if she had found the most reasonable reason, reached out and picked up her mobile phone, and dialed it to Gu Yanshen's number, but she didn't press it on the dialing button for a long time.
The phone call she made by accident that night had already made her uncomfortable.
At this point in time, she saw him get into the car with a woman who was close to her husband, and she didn't have to think about what the two of them would do next. If she called and the two of them really happened to be doing it, she would call......
Can't hit.
Mu Wange threw it aside like a hot mobile phone......
"Brother Ashen, I don't want to go home, I'll go live at your house."
"Brother Ah Shen, that little goblin shouldn't live in your house! You're already living together? ”
The car was parked outside the door of Lin's house, Gu Yan pulled the door and took Lin Yunjing, who didn't want to get out of the car, until he reached the gate, and saw the maid open the door, so he resigned himself to his fate and walked in with his head down.
It was already late, Gu Yanshen didn't go in, and after making sure that she was in, he turned around and returned to the car, and the car slowly drove away......
Left the private road all the way, and when she waited for the first traffic light, Gu Yanshen picked up her mobile phone again, it was already past eleven o'clock, and for nearly two hours, she didn't even have a call.
Brother Ah Shen, you see that I like you, I am not happy when you look at the little goblin more, and I question you. But that little goblin saw that you and I were so good, and they heard me call you husband, and they saw me kissing you, but they were indifferent, and they didn't call to ask you for half an hour.
Brother Shen, you shouldn't be playing unrequited love
Gu Yanshen threw the phone aside with a gloomy look in his eyes, rolled down the car window, lit a cigarette, and took a puff.
He Gu Yan plays unrequited love, which is ridiculous.
His arm propped up on the car window, swallowing the clouds and spitting mist, and Mu Wange's voice flashed in his mind, insisting on not ......
Could it be that he miscalculated?
Was it really because grandma was there at the airport that day, and she deliberately pretended to be emotionally out of control?
Gu Yan thought of this possibility, and frowned even more.
The haze under his eyes was darker than the night outside the window.
How could anyone look down on him Gu Yanshen......
took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, half of the cigarette was smoked, and the afterglow swept over the screen of the mobile phone that was still black, picked it up with his long fingers, and skillfully pressed a group of numbers to pull it out.
Anseong's famous snack street is past 11 o'clock, but it is as lively and noisy as the bar street. In the middle of the snack street is a food stall with barbecue and lobster.
The charcoal pot in front of him is boiling, the chili oil on top is boiling, and the fragrance is fragrant, making people salivate.
Although it looks dirty and messy, the lobster and charcoal pot of this house are a must, and you still want to eat it.
Bai Chuchen looked at the layer of chili oil floating in the charcoal pot in front of him and licked the corners of his lips. She wasn't hungry at all, but she couldn't help but want to eat it when she looked at the charcoal pot.
"I'm moving." Bai Chuchen opened the down jacket in a big way, then rolled up the sleeves, and the long hair of the shawl took out the holster from the bag casually and put it on a few times, coiling it on the top of his hair. It was loose, and a few strands of hair hung down. I couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fish meat and feed it into my mouth, squinting my eyes with satisfaction, and my mouth stained with red oil was even more red, which made the throat of the man sitting opposite tight.