Chapter 900: The person in front is the sweetheart

Qi Changfeng rushed to pay the money and followed it out.
"Where do you want to go, do you need me to send you?" Qi Changfeng asked politely and politely.
Although I heard Qi Changfeng say that it is just an ordinary friend, Gu Yan still feels awkward in his heart and does not know how to face the long wind. He will shake his head like a wave drum.
Qi Changfeng's face is as usual and there is no shackle because of rejection.
"I still have things to go first." Qi Changfeng waved his hand and left a handsome back and turned away. I am afraid that I will stop the filling for another second. On the car, Changfeng could not help but secretly sigh that his face is getting thicker and thicker and not blushing.
Gu Yan saw that Qi Changfeng was so chic, and her heart was somewhat lost.
When I fled the land last night, I was still afraid of Qi Changfeng. If I really liked myself, it seems that it is because the night breeze is high and I have talked about my inner secret sadness. How can you make yourself so passionate? Gu Yan laughed and smiled and looked at the white tulips in her arms that were lying in my arms like a baby. I felt a hint of sunshine in my heart, and the haze in my heart was slowly being dispelled.
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"Today is the day after my mother left, she thought she thought she wanted her." Meng Meng's children's voice learned to talk about Yi Ping in "Love Deep Rain".
The black-faced Mo Yichen was too late to be teased by his son. I licked my son's fluffy hair.
"Where to learn from it!" Mo Yichen did not blame.
The ink screams the remote control and refers to the TV.
Mo Yichen also lamented the skill of Qiong Yao's aunt. The generation of a generation of young people has been printed with her label.
"Son, we also play a routine of Qiong Yao's aunt to pick up her mother!" Mo Yichen looked at his son with his eyes wide open.
The ink screams that the father in front of him is so terrible and weak: "Aunt Qiong is so powerful?"
Mo Yichen has a black line on his forehead. It seems that his and his son's generation gap is great!
"Don't worry about your aunt, you just have to do what I said, my mother may come back." Mo Yichen said with ambition.
The ink squinted at the crazy edge of the daddy and nodded.
The fatherly smile swayed on the face of Mo Yichen, and the ink-sounding dad felt that his daddy would not sell me more than tomorrow!
Gu Yan got up early to prepare breakfast for herself, a seven-quarter cooked omelette, a cup of warm milk, and a bouquet of tulips that was given to her by Qi Changfeng yesterday. The look of today has been fascinatingly stretched out of her body, like a snow and ice beauty just out of the bath. Gu Yan gently smelled the fragrance of the flowers and lived alone.
"Love is going to die..." Gu Yanxin's mobile phone ringing sounded slowly, and the breakfast that had just been placed on his mouth was put back on the table.
"Hey! The number of the rumor, how can you call yourself so early!" Gu Yan thought secretly in her heart.
"Hey, scream! What's wrong!" Gu Yan's hand was playing with the flower arrangement in the bottle.
"Gu Ayi, not good." The rumor said eagerly over there.
Gu Yan’s heart was stunned by the white turmeric flower petals.
What happened, don’t worry, say slowly.
Gu Yan is also worried but still controls his tone and does not let the rhyme worry more.
"Dad, I was sick this morning, and I am still asleep now." The ink screams have been crying because of excessive fear.
Gu Yan put the petals in his hands. "You go to the aunt and ask her to call the doctor's uncle!" Gu Yan stabilized her emotions.
"The doctor's uncle has come, gave Dad a shot, and took medicine. But Dad has never been awake." The tone of the voice of the speech has been frightened.
Gu Yan listened to the heart that has been hung up and finally let go, at home, it is not a serious illness, "Ah, let's not worry about it. Dad is just too tired to work, he needs rest, wait for him. It’s good to wake up.
Gu Yan is comforting the whisper and comforting the restless self.
"Gu Ayi, are you coming to see Dad?" Mo Yanxiang begged her.
Gu Yan originally wanted to agree, but thought of all the previous ones. Forget it, don't go see him, let him learn a little longer.
"Nothing! Dad is really okay, don't be afraid, Auntie also wants to see Dad, but Aunty still has to work! Really can't go!" A guilty feeling comes to my heart, how can I be innocent? Lie!
"Auntie, I beg you, this time is good, I am really scared!" Gu Yan felt the horror of Gu Yan across the phone.
Gu Yanben was worried that the sorrowful pleading of Gu Yan could no longer be refused, and he had to promise.
Gu Yan dropped the petals in her hand and walked to the door to wear shoes and coat. The petals of the table, which were originally white and flawless, such as jasper, have been scarred at this moment. They can still see the traces of the fingernails on the top, saying that they are not worried about being deceiving themselves.
Gu Yan did not wear clothes and then retired the door and prepared to go out.
At the moment when the door opened, Mo Yichen leaned on the door frame and looked at the door to know that the person inside would soon break out. The shimmer is on his face, his handsome face is generally in the shadow of the light, and the light and shadow form the perfect combination on his face.
Gu Yan stayed at the door and kept the movement of the scarf. Mo Yichen looked at this hurriedly and suddenly set up a Rainbow Bridge. "Do you want to go to me?" Mo Yichen squatted in the face of Gu Yan with a bit of teasing.
The breath with the smell of Mo Yichen fell on Gu Yan's face, and with the undisguised swearing in Mo Yichen's morning, Gu Yan's face was red. Gu Yan realized that she was in a state of ecstasy, and she was annoyed by the ink.
"Who is going to find you, narcissism!" Gu Yan's mouth is harder than the cooked duck.
Mo Yichen was not prepared to take a step back by Gu Yanyi, but he looked at Gu Yan’s face like a prawn, and he didn’t mind.
"Oh!" Mo Yichen made a look of ignorance. "What are you doing so urgently?" Mo Yichen pretended not to borrow a scarf that Gu Yan did not wear.
Gu Yan saw that another flaw in her own was caught and felt that she had no face. "I am late for work, no!" Gu Yan picked up her eyes that looked like black grapes.
"Well, why not!" Mo Yichen said as he lifted his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. "It’s only half past six, your company is really early enough to work. No wonder your studio development. So good, I will go back and follow the standards of your studio!" Mo Yichen joked.