Lu Xingye subconsciously raises his eyes to Gu Qingge, just to Gu Qingge's cunning eyes.

It seems that everything is in her expectation, as if she knew it would be like this.

Gu Qingge is very capable.

But Gu Qingge makes Lu Xingye's heart restless. He doesn't like the existence of uncertainty.

Especially Gu Qingge, he seems to be more and more unable to understand what kind of person Gu Qingge is and what she plans to do.

Although Gu Qingge said not to investigate her affairs, he kept a low profile in public and in private

Moreover, before Gu Qingge's words, he always asked Yan Chu to investigate. It can't be said that he committed a crime knowingly, can it?

He didn't know it before, and Yan Chu went to check it. He just looked at it. It was such a simple thing.

"You go and get busy. Come back later and take Xiao Liu back to bed."

Gu Qingge looked at Lu Xingye and said, speaking in a friendly tone, with no command.

She doesn't feel too good about herself, and she doesn't have the habit of standing high and holding on airs, although she occasionally shows some strong breath.

"You occupy my study, my desk, my computer. What do you want me to do?"

Lu Xingye sat down on a sofa bench in the study, with a light tone, but you can still hear Lu Xingye's helplessness and silence.

Originally, it was just a matter of fact. It was a very common thing, but from Lu Xingye's high cold and paralyzed mouth, he was inexplicably happy.

Gu Qingge can't help but cover her face. How can she seem to bully him?

"I'm not doing it for you. I can't understand my good intentions at all."

Gu Qingge is always guilty. After one second, he has all kinds of confidence.

"So, what is it?" Lu Xingye doesn't feel strange any more, but he is curious about what reason Gu Qingge can say.

Because Gu Qingge's reason is never repeated, so we can still have expectations.

"You see you are so busy at work every day. When you go home, of course, you need to relax. I requisition your study computer just to give you more reason to rest, OK?"

Gu Qingge looks at Lu Xingye with a kind and painstaking look. His deep feeling and expression are the same as the truth.

Lu Xingye just looks up at Gu Qingge, but ignores her. He gets up and takes a book from the bookcase in the back, and sits down on the sofa. Silence is golden.

Gu Qingge also felt that Lu Xingye was speechless, but he didn't say anything more. He knew to stop when he was ready.

Gu Qingge took his eyes back and went back to the computer screen. His fingers beat and he never stopped.

And Lu Yichen folded his hands on the table, his small face leaning on his arm, snickering.

The relationship between mom and dad seems to be very good, and dad is always "bullied" in front of mom, so funny!

Lu Yichen looks at Gu Qingge with a small face, as if she is not satisfied with it all the time. Her mother is so beautiful. She is really a cheap father. She has married such a beautiful wife as her mother.

Lu Yichen's small hand gently grabs Gu Qingge's clothes, and his eyelids are gradually heavy. He doesn't know when, so he sleeps.

"You're writing a novel?"

Gu Qingge is totally immersed in his own world. Lu Xingye's suspicious voice rings in Gu Qingge's ear, which makes Gu Qingge's heart tremble and startle.