Chapter 191

Xing Huo seemed to expect that she would have such a reaction. Before Gu Huan closed the door, he quickly thrust the gift box into her hand: "Miss Gu, you can throw it away. It's your business. Xing Huo can't interfere. However, you must accept this gift box, otherwise it's not easy for Xinghuo to go back and deliver it! "

With that, he quickly backed out, ready to leave

As soon as I took a few big steps, I suddenly remembered something. I looked back at Gu Huan and said, "Miss Gu, tonight, my lord I'm not coming back... "

"What do I care if he comes back?" She frowned, displeased, as if to draw several lines between herself and the man, "Xinghuo, go back and tell him, I'll throw this box away as garbage later!"

Xing Huo turned pale and thought for a long time before finally telling the truth: "in fact, Miss Gu The master had a small car accident and was still in the hospital... "

Hospital?

She was stunned for a moment.

Then, pursed his lips, staring at the fire, angrily spit out two words: "deserve it!"

Bang ~.

In front of the fire, the door was closed mercilessly!

Xing Huo stared at the closed door for three seconds, and finally had to shake his head and leave with a sigh

The attitude of looking after the young lady is obviously still angry with the owner.

But the master suddenly decided to marry Miss Phil

Alas The fire of punishment can only sigh.

Things have gone off track and are on the verge of losing control, master What's next?

After closing the door, Gu Huan looked down at the gift box.

He bit his lip, then went straight to the garbage can and threw it hard -

"what do you want to do when you give me something for nothing? Do I have to take it when you say send it? I don't think so! "

She glared angrily at the gift box lying on the ground and remained silent for a few minutes.

Frowning, the child's eyes of obsidian finally flitted by Or maybe it's curiosity. What will this guy give her?

"Bei Ming Er Huo, you are a villain! If I find out that you are sending a bomb, I will not let you go when I go to hell... "

As she talked to herself, she went to the kitchen and took out a letter opener.

After folding back to the gift box, the knife finally opened the package -

"isn't it a prank? That two goods will actually send things to me? Is the sun coming out in the West... "

She puffed her cheeks, and her voice just dropped. The moment the box opened, she was shocked

Open your eyes and look at the things lying quietly in the box

No, a noble dress, to be exact.

The color of ivory

It's exactly the same as the dress stripped off by Beiming ink in the fitting room that day

Shaking her hands, she took out the dress.

“……” Her throat suddenly choked. If it was the dress she wore like the goddess of moonlight

God, what the hell is that man doing?

She was robbed at the beginning, but now she was sent back by Xinghuo?

Her fingertips trembled. She quickly picked up her clothes and came to the mirror. She compared with the mirror

yes, as like as two peas!

It's the moonlight dress!

He gave it back to her?

Looking at myself in the mirror with tears in my eyes, the feeling of being lost and recovered is really painful and smiling

"Beiming ink Are you playing with me... "

She looked in the mirror and giggled.

As she took off her clothes, she opened the zipper of the dress carefully -

at the moment when the label of the dress appeared, her fingers stopped!

As soon as his eyes darkened, the smile on his face froze

No.

This is not the dress of the day.

She remembered the tail number of the label, because it was limited edition, so she remembered it very clearly!

Not this

No!

Bang ~!

She slammed her skirt into the mirror!

He fell to the ground in a weak way.

"Beiming ink As like as two peas, you think it's a compensation? no That's not the original one You still don't understand. What I want is not a new skirt. What I want is the only one The only one, do you understand... "

Tears down the cheek, silent slide

She looked in the mirror, that sad self.

Suddenly a sneer, deep breath, and then quickly wipe away tears.

Put the skirt back into the gift box.

Then, put on a coat, pick up the bag and mobile phone and go out in a hurry

*

a central hospital, VIP ward.

Amazingly quiet.

Beiming Mo leaned against the windowsill, dressed in patient clothes, but could not hide his cold.At the moment, he had a cigar between his slender fingers, smoking with or without

Outside the window, night falls

Indoor, smoke filled

Chu Yunfeng is standing next to Beiming Mo, also holding a cigarette in his mouth, puffing

Two big men, standing by the window, are silent, which is a strange picture.

Not to mention smoking in the ward!

Chu Yunfeng took a puff of smoke and glanced at Beiming Mo, "Hey, Beiming Er, are you still blaming me now?"

Beiming Mo coldly glanced at Chu Yunfeng, holding a cigarette, silent.

He is such a lukewarm appearance that people can never guess what he is thinking.

"Forget it. You can't blame me. But you said it yourself. You can't take back the water you spilled. " Chu Yunfeng continued to smoke impatiently.

Beiming Mo was still silent. Now he has another patch on his throat.

Chu Yunfeng glanced at him, "is your injury better?"

"I can't die." Beiming ink coldly back, continue to smoke.

It seems that the smoke is the best drug for the two people. One by one, they swallow the clouds and puff the mist, just like a fairy

"Chi." Chu Yunfeng said, "your son is so kind! Your son is much more upright than you, a gentle scum

Beiming Mo white Chu Yunfeng one eye, slightly squint, "yes, is' gas' more, the first to be angry, is his Laozi I!"

"Ha ha ha..." Chu Yunfeng gloated with a smile, "that's what you deserve!"

Beiming Mo stares at Chu Yunfeng. "It's the engagement between fei'er and me that takes charge of Westernization. Who is the initiator of this

It's so funny. You deserve to laugh at him here?

Chu Yunfeng's face twitched. "Well, I admit I've been holding on to Phil for a long time. I'm sorry for Phil, but you're not very affectionate So, on impulse... " He shrugged, "but Bei Ming Er, if you don't want to marry Fei Er, no one will force you with a gun. Now it's time to go back!"

Beiming Mo took a deep breath of smoke, then vomited a puff of smoke, and there was a silky knot between his eyebrows.

"It's too late..." He spewed out these words, his eyes dim.

"Shit! Are you really impulsive? " Chu Yunfeng shook his head with a sigh.

But Beiming Mo shook his head and looked out of the window at the distance. The light was dim. "It's not an impulse. If there had been no accident, I would have married her in my life... "

His voice was calm, as simple as a statement of the weather.

"I know So when I see Phil working so hard, I feel sorry for her It's clear that she can be happy with you, but she has suffered for so many years... " Chu Yunfeng lay down languidly. He leaned on the windowsill and said, "Bei Ming Er, if you will let soso stay with you for ten years, I will understand that you have some compensation for Fei Er's Psychology..."

Chu Yunfeng knows that Su yingwan is the daughter of the second teacher of Beiming, and his teacher entrusts his daughter to him, and he has no reason to refuse;

secondly, Su yingwan loves Beiming very much, and Beiming is always a passive person, so as long as Su yingwan is willing to be quiet and stay by his side, keep their distance, and do nothing to disturb the normal life of the second teacher of Beiming He can tolerate Su yingwan's existence.

three years ago, and most importantly, when Su yingwan laughs, she looks like Fei Er before she was hurt Beiminger looks at her and feels that fei'er is still by her side. He can give her the best life and make her have no worries about food and clothing

After all, Fei Er has become like this. Bei Ming Er has been blaming herself and always wants to give her some compensation

This is also the reason why Su yingwan has been around Beiming Mo for ten years.

If Beiming Mo is merciless, who can match his long love?

For a man as cold-blooded as he is, once he falls in love, is it the deep love of his poor life?

Just see who is the lucky woman he fell in love with

And this moment, no doubt, should be Phil!

But how -

his heart is like this winding smoke, floating with a myriad of melancholy?

Beiming Mo didn't say a word. In this world, the person who knows him most is Chu Yunfeng.

Bermucci didn't understand. It's because Lao Bai loves Su yingwan, so he stands in the opposite direction of Beiming two.

Chu Yunfeng sighed for himself again -

"Bei Ming Er, if Huan Huan didn't appear, we would not be so worried now Right? "

The finger that North Ming Mo is holding cigarette, quivered slightly.

Pupil one shrinks, tight tight eyebrow heart, silent a little bit, ask: "Chu Er, if you are me, how can you do?"

After the last puff of his cigarette, Chu Yunfeng sighed: "if I were you On the one hand, it's the present progressive style, it's the children's mother, on the other hand, it's the past profound style, and it's failed others It's really hard to choose! "Chu Yunfeng scratched his head impatiently. When he finished smoking, he twisted out the cigarette end in the ashtray by the window sill

Beiming Mo said nothing.

Chu Yunfeng continued: "but Bei Ming Er, if I were you, I would marry Huan Huan!"

Never stop talking.

Beiming Mo was stunned.

Chu Yunfeng turned his eyes with a smile, and then his eyes widened, looking at Beiming Mo's fingers: "Hey, brother, smoke fart. Stocks are all burned to the end, don't you think your fingers are hot?"

Beiming Mo droops his eyes and discovers that the cigarette has burned to his head unconsciously and is about to burn to his fingers

He frowned and slowly twisted out the cigarette end in the ashtray, with the same grace as before.

Chuyunfeng tut tongue, "North Ming two, it seems that Huanhuan for you, the lethality is obvious."

"Put P!" Beiming Mo cold spit out two words, twist the cigarette end of the hand, if there is internal skill, it is estimated that the cigarette end will be broken into powder.

"Ah, you're going to be tough!" Chuyunfeng said with a smile.

Beiming Mo's eyebrows sank and glanced at Chu Yunfeng's smiley face, "then you say, why did you choose her? Instead of... "

"Not Phil?" Chu Yunfeng took his words, pretending to shake his hair smartly, "it's very simple, I'm lustful!"

Beiming Mo blockhouse!

Clenched fists cackle!