When the old lady died, Gu Qingzhou couldn''t let Gu Guizhang be assassinated. He hasn''t pleaded guilty and he hasn''t reached the point of despair.


    "Si Xingpeng, I have my way to go. When I can''t go, I''ll ask you to help build the bridge." Gu Qingzhou said, "you don''t care anymore."


    The Secretary didn''t force her.


    He turned over and kissed her deeply, almost sinking her into a soft pillow, integrated with her bed and embedded in his body.


    "Canoe, I can''t sleep well at night if you''re not with me." Si Xingpei said, "find a reason to move to me in a few days!"


    "You''re here again!" Gu Qingzhou is unhappy.


    She sat up, dressed and left.


    While combing his hair, Si Xingyu took over the peach comb in Gu Qingzhou''s hand on a whim.


    Smooth and soft hair, peach comb shuttles through, with a faint fragrance of Rose Shampoo.


    "Canoe, your hair is so beautiful." "No woman looks better than you," said Si Xingyu


    He said more than once that her hair was the most beautiful, and she was also the most beautiful.


    If you listen to some words too much, there will be traces in your heart.


    There is a person who thinks everything about her is perfect, although she is just a very ordinary person


    Gu Qingzhou lowered her eyelashes. She turned around and hugged Si Xingpeng tightly.


    His chest is close to her coldness, and she can absorb warmth.


    "I hate your sweet words." Gu Qingzhou murmured and pressed his head on his chest.


    Si Xingpei smiled and whispered in her ear, "my boat is shy, silly girl!"