Chapter 7

His woman?

"No, you mistakenly --" Gu Hao explained hastily, and wanted to say that he had misunderstood him. But the wind Yi Chen suddenly put his hand on her waist. Suddenly, Gu Hao was scared and shrank and forgot the words behind.

Because he's threatening her.

When is it that this man, er, is so ugly that a rogue can't write it on his face.

Chen Qingyun narrowed her eyes. A sharp light flashed through her eyes. She snorted. Her eyes were sharp and incomparable. She took good care of her eyes. But she said, "Chen, can't wait? It's better to go to the hotel. It's not so comfortable here. "

Gu Hao is worried, but he is so imprisoned by men.

The wind Yi Chen sharp Mou a flash, direct force Chen Qing Yun, cold voice way: "see enough?"

Chen Qingyun was in a daze and pursed her lips, "Oh, how angry are you? Okay, I'm not interrupting you. You go on. But I really suggest going to the hotel. There are too many people here. "

After that, he turned away with a deep smile.

The door closed again.

"Insane." Gu Haoqi bad, suddenly curved legs against the wind Yi Chen Ding in the past.

"Well --" Feng Yi Chen hums.

Gu Hao finally broke free. She immediately stepped back and couldn't help cursing, "you bastard, are you addicted to taking advantage of yourself?"

Her face flushed with anger and shame.

The blue veins on the forehead of the wind Yi Chen ache is highlighted, the eyes are heavy looking at this small face in front of you, the light is on, you can see everything clearly.

He saw the face in front of him. It was delicate, vivid and clean. The most important thing was that it was plain.

Very few women come to the party without any appearance.

She was the first.

Pack up their own things, see the man does not say a word, she suddenly raised eyes, mercilessly glared at the man.

Under the light, when her bright eyes to the upper wind Yi Chen, the whole person a stiff.

Well, it's like that!

The man in front of her is so similar to her five-year-old son.

His face, sharp corners, sword eyebrows, deep eyes, dark eyes, deep eyes, straight nose, even lip shape are very texture, thick and thin.

His son Gu Xiaomo is a miniature version of this man.

Suddenly the heart suddenly empty, after taking good care of the gaping, suddenly recovered, did not dare to look at the man's face, she quickly turned around and left.

He ran to the exit of the banquet hall and met Chen Qingyun.

She squinted at Gu Hao with a smile.

Gu Hao was stunned. Thinking that she had misunderstood her and the man just now, Gu Hao immediately explained: "Miss Chen, you misunderstood me. I don't know Mr. Feng."

Chen Qingyun obviously didn't believe it. She covered her mouth with a smile, but she couldn't reach the bottom of her eyes with a smile. "You still sell well when you get cheap. Miss, do you think I will believe it?"

After a while, he frowned and said with a smile: "Er, I've got a lot to do. Why should I explain to you? You're not Mr. Feng's

Chen Qingyun's face was stiff and a little embarrassed. In her opinion, Gu Hao was insulting her. She lifted up her lips coldly: "Miss, I'm really not Mr. Feng's, but I'm afraid that in this world, the women who can be Feng Yichen are not qualified."

It is impossible to take good care of the implied meaning.

This, Gu Hao naturally understood.

Gu has a good look, Chen Qingyun with aggressive eyes, so sharp.

She laughed and said, "Miss Chen, I really like your acting. I hope you get better and better."

Sincerely, she really wanted an actress to think about acting better than how to capture a man's heart.

It's too bad.

Chen Qingyun frowned and her tone was sharp: "you don't have to remind me."

She looks like a hedgehog, takes good care of her bag, nods slightly and leaves quickly.

Chen Qingyun's assistant came forward: "sister Chen --"

"check who this woman is."

"Yes."