Chapter 65

"You think I'm making trouble?" Mujiutian looked at the past, and his face close at hand gathered a slight anger: "this matter has nothing to do with you, I don't understand why you want to stop me again and again."

After pondering for a while, he just laughed: "I understand. Do you think I'm still interesting and I don't have to give up, but you don't want to let Qi Ruifeng and I go up against each other and damage your feelings, so you make me feel aggrieved, right?"

The light on the top of his head was bright, but it couldn't light up Gu Shaoqing's evil face.

He still looked calm, but the strength between his fingers increased a lot, pinched: "I repeat, don't make trouble, don't you want to go back? I'll take you back. "

Then he was ready to take her out.

However, he was separated by mujiutian, and his chin was slightly raised. He looked at the dark color rolling out of the man's eyes, and the rich color was almost dripping out. He chuckled: "it's a pity that you have a relationship with the Sheng family. It's just that Qi Ruifeng doesn't like you and can't help you well. I'm sorry, but Mr. Gu can change it."

Slowly raised the corner of his mouth: "no matter which celebrity in Xicheng District should do better than me, or Miss Liu, whom Mr. Gu cherishes."

The smell of death spread.

The long and narrow eyes are deep, locked tightly on her face for a moment, like a black hole that can sweep everything, and the palpitation is terrifying.

"Sweet wine..."

Sheng Yi's fingertips stretched out and seemed to want to touch: "it's just a bracelet. You don't have to use such an insulting tone. You don't like me to wear it. If I don't wear it, or you think sister calligraphy and painting can still come back, just leave it to her. But ask yourself, Gu Shao and Ruifeng are not sorry for you. You don't have to be aggressive. "

"What qualifications do you have to teach me?"

"Ruifeng and I love each other and don't like painting and calligraphy. We didn't help each other when the Sheng family collapsed. It's all right. We just follow our heart or the situation forces us."

Sheng Yi people don't know how to describe Mu Jiu Tian.

Mingming was in a worse environment than her when she was a child. Her mother died early, her father didn't like it, her stepmother was kind-hearted, and her half sister was cruel.

However, she is still able to make friends with Sheng's calligraphy and painting, which is highly praised by everyone since she was a child. The arrogance and introverted flowing from her bones make her quietly win everyone's attention even if she just sits on one side.

Like Sheng's calligraphy and painting, she has a disgusting attitude.

The hatred at the bottom of her eyes flashed by, and no one noticed it. She bited her lips and looked particularly aggrieved: "really, you don't need to vent your anger on others, let alone Gu Shao. Although you've only been back for two months, Gu Shao helped you calm down your marriage with Wu Shao, helped you get rid of the Mu family, helped you work in Gu's group, and you should learn to be grateful."

Gratitude?

No, it's just a deal.

What she needs is the downfall of the Mu group, while Gu Shaoqing needs something between men and women.

It's just that money and goods are paid off.

How much sincerity can exist.

But Gu Shaoqing had more wishes than the other traders, hoping that she would offer her sincere hands.

And he has a sense of belonging and a clear distinction between emotion and desire.

His eyes were light, and he didn't look at Sheng Yiren more: "so, you watched Sheng's family fall down and even pushed one in it because of gratitude. You didn't mention a word of gratitude when you saw painting and calligraphy missing for five years. You went to sleep eight years ago, and the man who said he was going to sleep 12 years ago was more grateful?"

Sheng Yi's face turned white in an instant.

The voice of their quarrel was deliberately suppressed, but it still attracted many people's attention, focused on the face of Sheng Yi people, and discussed in a few words.

Qi Ruifeng's eyes focused on Mu Jiutian's face. There was still no mood fluctuation, but it was a little more cold than usual.

Only Gu Shaoqing let go of her wrist, put one arm around her body, and said, "enough? If it's enough, come back with me first. "

"I'm calm and I don't want to make trouble." She listened to the cold, extreme voice and looked up at him like this: "I just want pure white foam, no matter how much money I can pay."

"Anything you want to hold calligraphy and painting is OK."

Everything in good order and well arranged, "but pure white foam is not allowed."

"Why?"

He turned his face and was ready to look at Qi Ruifeng. However, he was strongly turned by his slightly thick fingers. A pair of dark eyes were staring at her. His eyes were full of danger and evil.A heavy breath fell in her ear: "I can tell you why I can't give it to you, but follow me first."

Mujiutian thought about it seriously and finally nodded.

The next second the car door closed, the iron arm tied to her waist suddenly made a force and pressed her hard under her body. The heavy male body was covered and her chin was raised high.

"Mujiu is sweet." Gu Shaoqing called her name with no emotion: "you've always been smart, but what kind of tricks are you playing today, eh?" Gu Shaoqing thought of a possibility, long and deep eyes staring at her: "in the name of competing for bracelets, want to provoke me to escape?"

She didn't speak.

So forced to look up at him, the scarlet lip slowly picked up, with an unknown feeling: "I do not have such an idea, simply do not want pure white foam to fall in the hands of Sheng Yi, the matter you do not know. I always feel that there are tens of millions of things that hurt people, and the most cruel thing is family destruction and death. "

"But one day, I found that Sheng Yi naturally played with the blade and stabbed the wound of Sheng's calligraphy and painting, which fell to the bottom of the valley. With blood dripping, she pressed the proud head of Sheng's calligraphy and painting with her bloody hand." "I know that organization is going to be eliminated, and painting and calligraphy don't have a few days to live," he said

Closed eyes, gently smile: "you say, I can let her go?"

The hand holding her chin slightly lightened her strength. Gu Shaoqing glared at the blank but ruthless face, closed her eyes but turned red. The bottom of her eyes became more and more dark, but her voice softened, and made an impatient tone: "what are you crying for?"

Will hold people up to arms, low coax: "you don't know what happened, I will stop you in the party."

There was no response, just a small white hand quietly pinched the corner of his coat.

Gu Shaoqing thought that mujiutian was the one who was arranged by heaven to conquer him.

In front of her, his strong self-control always completely collapsed.

The bottom line goes back and forth.

A little rough fingers touched the long hair behind her, back and forth, for a long time, he kissed her forehead: "that bracelet contains military secrets, which were put in by the Sheng family before they died. It took five years to get some information. Ruifeng has his own use after he gets the bracelet. It may be more dangerous, so I can't let you get involved in this matter. Do you understand? "

Mujiutian was a little dazed.

She had known for many years about her calligraphy and painting, and she never knew that there was still something to hide in the pure white foam.

What's more, the bracelet has something to do with the death of Sheng's parents.

Sitting on the leather seat, Mu Jiutian's side eyes took a look. After explaining, the man who put her aside without saying a word, would you like to apologize?

At the banquet just now, she knew how unreasonable she was, but it was only aimed at Sheng Yi people. What's more, she was not qualified to make trouble with Gu Shaoqing. Didn't she realize it two days ago?

And as Sheng Yi people said, Gu Shaoqing treated her with utmost kindness and righteousness.

What happened just now?

Excited by the painting and calligraphy, she forgot everything.

Drooping eyes, fingers some pinch tight, tentatively point Gu Shaoqing's fingertips, whispered: "just you angry?"

Otherwise?

Gu Shaoqing ignored her, Wu closed his eyes, but the fingers he touched didn't come back.

In a few seconds, mujiutian's fingers climbed up to his arm, put his delicate face together and said with a slightly flattering smile: "sorry, I was just too impulsive."

"You seem to have a good relationship with Sheng calligraphy and painting?"

It's not true, but he didn't hear of the existence of mujiutian in Xicheng District. He had some experience of Sheng's domineering calligraphy and painting.

Baba's nod, soft dada's small eyes over: "I and Sheng calligraphy and painting are like a person." After a pause, he puffed his cheeks and said, "of course, I'm not as open-minded as she is. My temper is generally recognized as good."

"You have a good temper?" Gu Shaoqing directly stretched out her hand and twisted it on her cheek, just like bullying a little suckling cat who doesn't understand human affairs.

Painful she immediately withdrew to go back, small hand covers a face, dissatisfaction of fierce.

With a soft heart, Gu Shaoqing raised her hand and pulled her back to her arms. Her forehead was against her forehead: "be nice outside in the future. I'll make trouble at home as you like. I'll let you go, but outside..."

The rest of the words did not speak, she immediately nodded: "well, I understand."

"That's good."Big palm buttoned her back brain, looking at the pure and delicate face, the bottom of the man's eyes gradually deepened, and his low voice bewitched: "good, reward you."

Directly kiss down, unscrupulous in-depth.

Mujiutian didn't struggle and accepted a deep kiss.

Breath some pant, she lay in his arms, ears are his slightly fast heartbeat.

"In front of Qi Ruifeng and Sheng Yiren?" After a while, the breath calmed down. Mujiutian put his hands on his shoulder and tilted his head, which made him very clever: "as I told you, I don't like both of them, or you will separate me from them and never see each other, or I'm afraid I can't control my own temper."

"Neither of them counts."

Gu Shaoqing can see that Qi Ruifeng tolerates the wanton love of wine sweet from beginning to end. Even if she is against Sheng Yi, he doesn't feel angry.

Glanced at the small woman in her arms and said, "as long as I don't do it, I'll protect you."

"Really?" Her eyes lit up directly: "what if I lift the house?"

He reached out and pinched the soft meat on her cheek, a little disgusted: "who did you learn from? You have such a big temper."

She didn't respond. She leaned her little head on his shoulder. The tip of her nose was close to the skin of his neck. Her warm breath was sprinkled on it and it itched slightly.

Gu Shaoqing put one hand around Mu Jiutian's waist, the other hand was clasped with her fingers, and her white neck was right in front of him.

Looking up, the street lamp outside the window keeps retreating, swaying in the night.