Cheng Yuesheng didn't look at the person next to him, turned his head to look at the sunset leisurely, as if smiling, and his tone was nonchalant: "I don't look like someone who will have an ex-girlfriend?"

"Of course not, I mean, you're not like ......" someone who would have a girlfriend.

Lou Wen had a feminine reserve, his eyes only fell on the side of his face when he spoke, and he turned his gaze away when he finished speaking.

She has studied abroad, and there are many descendants of families with strong backgrounds in her circle, and she knows very well that men like them rarely have a fixed female partner, let alone a "girlfriend" who is sure of a relationship.

She remembered that when she went to her aunt's house in Zhougang to play, she heard her cousin say that her brother had a girlfriend, and every time she saw it, it was different.

Of course, after knowing things, you will naturally understand that those are not called "girlfriends" at all.

Lou asked the men around him who have always been attentive, men of the same age and circle, who are a little picky in appearance, and they can all be seen, but she rarely remembers their appearance.

When she came to Nanjiang with her father before, when she heard her uncle mention the word "Cheng Yuesheng", a clear and handsome face automatically appeared in her mind.

And after meeting, the steady momentum of a mature man in him overshadowed the arrogant youthfulness, and it was even more daring to look at him than before.

Indirect blind date dinner, although Cheng Yuesheng was tactful, he could refuse but leave no room for it.

She is also not a casual woman, and the loss of rejection always lingers.

Later, her uncle told her that there was no woman who had established a relationship with her brother......

But what does he mean by his ex-girlfriend now? Have you established a relationship?

However, since it is an "ex" girlfriend, it is already in the past tense, so it doesn't matter.

But she wondered what kind of person his ex-girlfriend was.

"Your ex-girlfriend must be beautiful, right?" Lou Wen was wearing a golf autumn dress, her hands resting lightly on her legs, and her wrists pressed against the hem of her skirt.

Cheng Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Beautiful."

Lou Wen's expression was unnatural, and he said in a joking tone: "Is it gentle or ...... Spicy?"

He smiled, "Gentle." A half-truth.

Lou asked that there was no sound now.

If a man wants to develop a new relationship with a woman, the most taboo thing is to mention other exes in front of this person, especially the "good" of the ex.

After all, Cheng Yuesheng is comfortable in the relationship between men and women, and he is not a man who doesn't understand women, how can he not know this truth?

With three or two words, he made Lou Wen's heart empty, seven up and eight down.

Deng Rongtao was in the car in front of him, turned his head to take a look, and saw that the two were chatting harmoniously and smiled with satisfaction.

Cheng Yuesheng actually chatted along the floor again: "Didn't your uncle tell you about my ex-girlfriend before?"

His voice was lazy in the evening wind.

Lou Wen's tone became softer: "Uncle said that he asked, saying that you don't have a girlfriend."

"Who's asking?"

Lou Wen was slightly stunned and said, "I don't know, but this doesn't matter, if she's already a former daughter......

Before the voice fell, Cheng Yuesheng's phone rang.

Lou asked for some reason, but after he answered the phone, his expression faded, don't look at the scenery, and he didn't want to talk.

Tan Ling, who was in the front seat, suddenly heard that the back seat was silent, and turned his head to look at it meaningfully.

At dinner in the evening, Lou Wen naturally sat next to Cheng Yuesheng, and looked at him tentatively before sitting down.

This time he didn't say anything, not even look at each other.

During the banquet, he pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and Cheng Yuesheng did not refuse to drink.

Lou Wen persuaded softly halfway: "Brother Sheng, let's drink less."

Because I thought of the injury he had suffered before, I heard that it was very serious, and he had only recovered for a short time.

also said that he was injured because of Shen Shujun......

Cheng Yuesheng raised his wrist to send wine to his mouth, a pale pink figure in the slightly drunk afterglow, and his voice was sweet, the more you look at her, the sweeter and softer she is.

Some people don't do that.

When he looked at her, she would purse her mouth when she was embarrassed, and she would when she was vindictive

Looking back stubbornly, when you are deliberately seductive, you will avoid the gaze and pretend to be soft.

Cheng Yuesheng turned his head and saw clearly the owner of the pink figure, a beautiful but tasteless face.

"You don't know how to drink?" Cheng Yuesheng didn't have a beginning or an end.

Lou asked, "Yes, but I don't like to drink it."

Cheng Yuesheng chuckled briefly, staring at the cup in front of him and not knowing what to think.

Some people don't like to drink, so no one dares to persuade them, and some people haven't seen the means of men playing with women at dinners, and they will suffocate the liquor in a sip when they are in a hurry.

Cheng Yuesheng was interested in drinking all the time.

When the game was over, he stood up, he moved freely, but a white hand reached out to him and wanted to hold him.

Cheng Yuesheng raised his arm silently and walked away, calling Tan Ling to walk out quickly.

After getting into the car, Fang Jue was full of wine, and his temples tensed and jumped.

He leaned into the saddle, pressed the sides of his forehead with one hand, and unbuttoned his shirt with the other.

Tan Ling saw that he was drunk, and he also teased slightly: "You shouldn't have brought me here today, you are deliberately looking for drunkenness, you don't need anyone to block the wine at all."

Cheng Yuesheng didn't know if he listened or not, he only closed his eyes hard, clasped his jaw tightly, and felt uncomfortable on the strength of the wine.

He didn't say anything for a long time, and Tan Ling almost thought he was asleep.

Until the car reached the entrance of the road, the man in the back seat said with a sense of wine: "Go to Qiunan Road."

Tan Ling suddenly woke up.

The driver is familiar with all kinds of places that Cheng Yuesheng frequents, and Qiunan Road is not another place, it is the street where Canaan Dream Garden is located.

Halfway through, Tan Ling was put down, and when he arrived in the community, the driver was also sent away.

Cheng Yuesheng raised his eyes to see that the window that had been dark for several days was turned on again.

On the phone in the evening, Jiang Xiao said that Gu Yingqing had returned to Nanjiang.

The house has been empty for more than a month, Gu Yingqing just asked the housekeeper to come to the door to clean it, and the cat was temporarily placed at Jin Yuyin's place, and she planned to pick it up tomorrow.

She made her own dinner, and after eating, she looked at the psychology department of a tertiary hospital, and it was difficult to grab it, and it was three days later.

After registering on the Internet, Gu Yingqing opened the wardrobe to find pajamas to take a bath.

Xu had been in her hometown for too long, and she had forgotten that someone had lived with her for a while, and the different styles of men's shirts and trousers in the wardrobe were neatly hung up, some of which she washed and ironed for him after he changed them.

For a while, Gu Yingqing felt like a world away, and there was a numb pain along with it, like overelectricity, leading from the heart to the fingertips.

She stood calmly in front of the cabinet and went for two large paper bags and his large trolley suitcase, and sorted all his clothes, shoes, and supplies into them.

Gu Yingqing packed up, closed the suitcase, and pushed it to the study next door.

It was late at night, and she planned to ask Jiang Xiao and them to come up tomorrow to carry the things down and send them to his house.

As soon as I flicked the switch in the study, the light came on, and the desk facing the door broke into view.

Gu Yingqing remembered and forgot something.

She reopened the suitcase, gathered together everything that didn't belong to her in the drawer, and pulled one out of her purse, put it in the suitcase, and locked it.