Gong Shaoming had a cold face, let An Moran's little hand rage on his chest, hugged her iron arm and retracted it, turned around and walked back.

The chest soaked with An Moran's tears was sour, and the figure holding An Moran walking back kept stepping.

Putting the person in his arms into the car, Gong Shaoming pressed the door lock for the first time.

The tall figure of Wei An quickly sat in the driver's seat, and quickly started the engine before An Moran had time to react.

The black luxury car swished off the side of the street, out of sight......

***

Gu Qianqian, who didn't know what happened to An Moran, began to have a headache after returning home, what to do with the eight large boxes of clothes?

The little head slipped for a long time, and finally decided to shoot the case-

Sell them all!

Gu Qianqian quickly registered a Taobao account on the computer, sorted out the clothes in the box one by one, hung them up, and the photos were swished to the computer.

The guarantee of absolute authenticity, the discount for comminuted fractures, and the pictures uploaded by Gu Qianqian have not yet been hung firmly, and they have been photographed in an uproar.

Rao is Gu Qianqian did a low-cost treatment, but the clothes sent by Qi Mingye are worth a lot of money, and Gu Qianqian made a lot of money without much effort.

As soon as Gu Qianqian thought that it would immediately appear in the account banknote, he immediately smiled from ear to ear......

The fatigue of not sleeping all night disappeared in an instant.

"Wait a minute, I've sold all my clothes, what will I wear to work in a while?"

Whew......

It wasn't until the last dress was successfully sold that Gu Qianqian realized a dangerous message.

"Gu, shallow, shallow—"

In his mind, Qi Mingye's gloomy handsome face and angry roar flashed, and Gu Qianqian couldn't help but shudder.

The petite body quickly ran towards his bedroom......

No, no, we must find a way to remedy it!

***

Dawn breaks and the sky is clear.

On the street where Gu Qianqian's nest is located, a bewitching Maserati is playing on the side of the road early in the morning. Disturb.

It attracted passers-by who couldn't help but look back a few more times.

Men are looking at cars, women are looking at people!

Qi Mingye was dressed in a pure black handmade suit wrapped around his strong physique, his shirt without a tie was slightly open, revealing a strong honey-colored chest, and he was leaning on the driver's seat with a cigarette in his hand.

From time to time, I took a puff, and the smoke that was gently spit out lingered on the handsome and unparalleled face, and the deep black pupils made people can't help but sink at a glance......

This man, just a simple act can make countless women scream for him!

Demons!

Glancing at the quiet intersection with an indifferent gaze, Qi Mingye took an irritable puff of the cigarette in his hand, flicked his long finger, and popped the cigarette butt out of the car.

He slammed his fist on the car door with a loud bang.

Damn it!

He didn't know what was going on, he had either been thinking about Gu Qianqian's second goods in the past few days, or he kept thinking of the little boy he accidentally saw here that day.

After a night of insomnia, as soon as it dawned, I drove the car here.

Such a situation has never occurred in the past twenty years or so in Qi Yingye.

He always had a feeling that he seemed to have lost some memory......

However, as an excellent healer, Qi Mingye was very sure that he had not lost his memory, and it was impossible for a child of such a age to appear......