"Gu Xiaoai, are you worried about me?" Li Jue Feng chuckled, reached out and hugged her again. His lips were close to her ears, leading her to say, "Gu Xiaoai, is it so difficult to admit loving me?"

Obviously worried that he was nervous, his mouth still stubbornly refused to let go.

Her body and her heart belong to him

Difficulties.

Of course, it's difficult.

Because she doesn't love him, it's the most difficult thing.

Hugged by Li Jue Feng, Gu Xiaoai didn't resist, but said faintly, "Li Jue Feng, just don't love me."

"Dead woman." Smell speech, Li Jue Feng's facial expression is not good-looking low curse a, heavily kiss on her forehead next, "obediently wait for me to come back at home!"

She is really like an imperial concubine

After flying away with Li juefeng at the airport, Dr. Joel, steward Angus and Tong Ma took a private plane with her to return home.

The meals on the private plane are very rich and high-grade. Gu Xiaoai looks at the beautiful scenery outside and eats the meals.

"Miss Gu, Mr. Li ordered me to give it to you." Tong Ma sat opposite her and handed out a leather notebook, the size of a palm, exquisite and high-end.

Gu Xiaoai took it, and saw four big words printed on the cover of the notebook——

The rules of love.

Gu Xiaoai has a kind of impulse to smash people, and memories of Lancao kindergarten rush in.

……

"Gu Xiaoai, appropriate love words are the duty of a woman."

"Do you love me? I'll read it

"I'll give it to you."

……

Li juefeng, the smelly man, actually got her a code of mistresses?

Damn it!

"Miss Gu, Mr. Li told me to write down all his likes and dislikes. You can remember them well." Tong Ma sat opposite and said with a smile.

……

All the likes and dislikes of Li Jue Feng?

Make it clear that you don't think she is competent.

Gu Xiaoai threw the Notepad aside, and the "33 day memorial" in the lower right corner of the cover surprised her. Gu Xiaoai could not help asking, "what 33 days?"

"Oh... I had that printed." Tong Ma said with a smile, "Mr. Li was going to return home in a month, but now it seems that he can only try his best to come back in 33 days."

"What month?" Gu Xiaoai asked.

What month, what 33 days?

He's going to greet his father for a month?! Such exaggeration?!