In the car, Gu Xingjing held the steering wheel with one hand, and the other hand simply hung down, and suddenly said, "Know? ”

Cheng Zhihuan turned his face slightly, with a bit of innocent innocence on his little face, as if he had just reacted to what he said, and said in confusion, "What?" ”

Gu Xingjing narrowed his eyes and looked at Cheng Zhihuan for a second, then withdrew his gaze.

"Nothing." He said in a deep voice, "If you're sleepy, just sleep for a while." ”

Cheng Zhihuan responded softly, "um", turned his head to the side of the car door, and did not look at Xingjing.

But his face was reflected in the car window, and the dark night covered him with a rich layer of color, which made him a little more mysterious.

Cheng Zhihuan looked at his side face through the car window,

Gu Xingjing is undoubtedly handsome, his angular facial features make him look deep, his eyebrow bones are slightly convex, his mountain roots are tall, and his hump is straight, not like a Chinese, but more with a three-dimensional sense of the West.

He has an absolutely proud handsome face, especially those deep eyes, which are as black as thick ink, like the boundless black night, quietly devouring others.

Most of the time his eyes are calm and unwavering, there seems to be nothing in this world that can arouse his interest, and the occasional wave in his eyes can make some people crazy.

Gu Xingjing has such capital, whether it is his face or his personal ability, he can make a group of people follow.

Perhaps this is the confidence of his bold reform of the Gu Group.

Cheng Zhihuan looked at the side face belonging to Gu Xingjing reflected in the car window, and was a little distracted for a while.

She never seemed to have looked at him seriously.

Silence spreads here, gratuitously dull.

Cheng Zhihuan opened the car window a little, and the cold wind outside rushed in, blowing her long hair and picking up a little fragrance.

The wisp of fragrance blew into Gu Xingjing's nose with the wind, making his hand holding the steering wheel tighten slightly.

Cheng Zhihuan seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned his head to look at him.

"Xingjing." The corners of her mouth curled, "Will you sleep with me tonight?" ”

Her voice was gentle and delicate, with the same coquettish intent as ever.

The car came to a screeching halt.

Because of inertia, Cheng Zhihuan's body leaned forward and quickly retreated, smashing on the back of the chair, which hurt a little.

She frowned slightly, and let out a soft snort from her nose.

"Huh?"

Gu Xingjing looked at her, with a faint smile on her face, the kind of smile that floated on the surface as always.

It's very gentle, and it's also very soft, but it's not sincere.

Gu Xingjing's eyes were slightly sunken, and the night seemed to have penetrated into his eyes, dark and gloomy, without revealing the slightest light.

"Nope." He rejected her.

"There's no need."

His voice was cold, like a thousand years of ice.

Cheng Zhihuan didn't seem surprised by his answer, and only sighed slightly and retracted his gaze.

Tonight is another night of sleeping alone.

The corners of her mouth are slightly upturned, her lips are naturally rose, and her lips are lightly pursed, and the color is dyed with a touch of water, which is moist and juicy, and it is attractive.

She tied her hair back up and coiled it behind her head, revealing her palm-sized face.

The car restarted and drove smoothly towards the villa.

The street lamp fell on Gu Xingjing's body through the car window, illuminating his big hands with distinct bones a little dim, and there were faint cyan veins flowing on the back of his hands, slightly bulging, revealing a bit of lust.

A ray of light passed through his fingers and landed on Cheng Zhihuan's fingertips.

The light and shadow danced at her fingertips, as if she had touched something.

The corners of Gu Xingjing's mouth were slightly hooked, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

After returning home, the two went back to their respective rooms, and today it was as if nothing had happened, and the two returned to their previous mode of getting along.

But something seems to have changed, but the change is small enough to affect them now.

Cheng Zhihuan, who returned to the room, turned on his mobile phone and switched the WeChat signal.

As soon as I switched, I saw the message that popped up in the [Seven Gourd Babies] group.

[Second child: @止欢, boss, how is it? Did the people find it? 】

[Second child: Wow! That guy named Xu Zhan actually called me @止欢, boss, you asked him to contact me? 】

[Second:@止欢 I threw him to the fourth child and asked the fourth child to train him. 】

…………

A string down, all of them are the second child's information.

Cheng Zhihuan picked a few replies and sent another message out.

[Zhi Huan: Check out Xin Yue's person. @老二】

[Second child: Received! ] 】

…………

There are few other people in the group except for the second child, and Cheng Zhihuan is also used to this chat mode, and after telling things to continue, she switched to another WeChat.

Gu Xingjing is the only one in the other WeChat, and she also deliberately pinned him to the top to show his "importance".

She clicked on the dialog box between the two, and the last time they had chatted was a few days ago.

Cheng Zhihuan flipped up, chatting was very normal, but she still couldn't find the reason why Gu Xingjing was wrong recently.

She couldn't find any breakthrough from Gu Xingjing, so she could only set off from Xin Yue.

The night was getting deeper, and the second child finally sent Xin Yue's information.

Xin Yue is a jewelry design major, she is quite talented in this industry, worshipping the world's top jewelry masters as teachers, and she has been doing well abroad in recent years.

This year, it seems that the company has been relocated and returned to China to conduct business a week ago.

With the title of the disciple of the world's top jewelry master, many people will stammer Xin Yue.

Xin Yue wanted to get some news from the person who stammered her, but it was reasonable.

It's pretty impressive. Cheng Zhihuan thought in his heart, and his eyes fell on a line of words.

[Xin Yue participated in the design of "Rose Love". 】

Cheng Zhihuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrows were glowing with a faint coldness.

"Rose Love......" she muttered these four words softly, subconsciously looking at her ankles.

Crystal chains were wrapped around her ankles, and roses carved from beautiful rubies were delicate.

The "Rose Love", which was auctioned for 100 million, actually had Xin Yue participate in the design.

This person Gu Xingjing likes can't be Xin Yue, right?

It seems that something wrong with him also started on the day Xin Yue returned home.

Cheng Zhihuan frowned slightly, and a rare trace of irritability appeared in his eyes.

She couldn't tell what the subtle feeling in her heart was, in short, a little uncomfortable.

Cheng Zhihuan deleted the email sent by the second child, turned the mobile phone upside down on the bedside table, pulled the quilt, and went to sleep.

The mood is not very good, and it will be better to sleep well.

At this time, Cheng Zhihuan didn't know that a similar piece of information was also sent to Gu Xingjing's mailbox.

In the side bedroom, Gu Xingjing had just come out of the shower, he had a bath towel around his waist, and his hair was still dripping with water.

The drops of water dripped down his chest and slid down the beautiful mermaid line, leaving a shallow mark of water, which was soon hidden under the bath towel and disappeared, but it was still reminiscent.