He had a car accident 33 days after he left the memorial hotel? Did that really hit him that hard? Or just because his strong possessiveness was challenged by her?

"Mr. Li also drank too much for Miss Gu. He had never drunk like this before..."

"I can see it. It stinks like wine all over my body." Gu Xiaoai cold tunnel, not much reaction.

When Tong Ma saw her like this, she knew that the knot between Mr. Li and her was getting bigger, and it was hard to say anything more. One was cruel, the other was stubborn... It was amazing that she could untie it.

"Miss Gu is busy. I'll go out first."

Gu Xiaoai looks at Tong Ma indifferently and turns to go out.

There are waves in the eyes.

She would not be moved by Tong Ma's words. She used to think that Tong Ma knew Li Jue Feng very well, but in fact?

She could be sure that Li Jue Feng's liking for her was purely possessive.

She didn't believe it.

She didn't believe in Li Jue Feng's love.

With this in mind, Gu Xiaoai cut more good ingredients into the pot.

Looking at the cooking ingredients in the pot, Gu Xiaoai wanted to knock himself.

What on earth is she contradicting?

She shouldn't contradict, such a terrible man, what on earth is she contradicting?

Wearing plastic gloves, Gu Xiaoai walks to the living room with a large bowl of noodles.

Li juefeng was lying lazily on the sofa, holding a game handle in his hand, and pressing his slender fingertips flexibly. On the huge TV screen, the enemy was shot one by one

There was gunfire from time to time in the game.

"The noodles are ready." Gu Xiaoai put the noodles on the tea table in front of him.

"Bring me the trash can!"

Li Jue Feng didn't even raise his eyes. He continued to play some bloody video games.

Overlord.

Gu Xiaoai glared at him, turned around, picked up the garbage can and put it in front of Li Jue Feng.

"Bang --"

With a loud bang, the whole TV screen was bombed into a mess

Gu Xiaoai looks at the corpses on TV and the haze on Li Jue Feng's face. This man is cruel even when he plays games.

Customs clearance.

Li juefeng threw the game handle at will and looked at her coldly. "What's your next face?"

“……”

Is she still looking for the shooter next time?

"Gu Xiaoai!" The thin lips of Li Jue Feng's sex appeal opened slightly, and yelled out her name in a gloomy low voice.

Gu Xiaoai breathed heavily, and his voice said, "yes, my next face."