Chapter 11: Lifelong event

the next morning.
"Little Joe, the weekend is the birthday of Han Nian, go back together?"
Gong Xiaoqiao groaned and continued to eat breakfast. "Her birthday seems to have nothing to do with me!"
"Don't talk nonsense, I don't think you want your grandfather to be embarrassed."
"Grandpa said that I don't have to deliberately please the people of the palace." Gong Xiaoqiao looked proud, Grandpa hurt her most!
"Do you have to be like this?" Gu Xingshen's face is not very good.
Of course, the most difficult thing she knows is him.
Gong Xiaoqiao raised his head and smiled happily. "I don't go because there is any prejudice against your future wife. It is my weekend."
For the name of Gong Xiaoqiao, the "future wife", Gu Xing's brow is not easy to detect, "Really? What?"
"My personal business! Don't ask so much, it is very important and important. Anyway, I will be ready for the gift. You can help me with it. When I am full, I am going to school! Bye~"
I don't know why, her smile made him feel very glaring.
She seems to gradually begin to learn to disguise herself.
Obviously unhappy, but able to smile like him.
Obviously impatient, but can be seamlessly perfunctory.
......
In the Gushi Group Building, the mourning of Shen Letian was heard from time to time in the conference room.
"No! That case is hard to get and no oil... Boss, you are too cruel to me..."
At the moment, Tang Yu, who is usually alive and kicking, is still motionless on the table with no bones.
Shen Letian rolled up a paper group and smashed it in the past. "Hey! The fifth, why are you listless? It is me who is not punished. I don't have to feel so empathy!"
On the weekdays, Tang Yu, who likes to bicker with Shen Letian, twisted his head and ignored him.
Even if you look deep, you can't help but look at it.
At this time, Tang Yu’s cell phone rang, and the person at the end of the phone didn’t know what to say. The face of Tang Yu’s face was called a spring blossom, and everything recovered.
"What? You agree? You really agree? You are the angel sent to God to redeem me!"
"That's it, 8:00 on the weekend, the left bank cafe..."
Shen Letian made a vomiting, "Hey, still an angel... Who? You took it, cold and his sister accepted you?"
Cold and glaring at Tang Yu, calmly said, "Impossible."
Tang Yu did not care, did not care, swept away the haze, smiled like a flower, "Oh! Yes, boss, weekend palace Han Nian's birthday, I should not go, but the gift will be delivered."
"What is more important than the birthday of the nephew?" Sheng Yu asked curiously.
Tang Yu solemnly and solemnly said, "My life is a big event."
"Auntie is good." Gong Xiaoqiao wore a beige dress, a black long hair obediently put on his back, his hands slightly overlapping in the lower abdomen, clever and weak.
"Well, hello." Mother Tang looked at her up and down, and revealed a bit of satisfaction in her voice, not those women who were full of bells and whistles.
Aside from the side, Tang Yu looked at the violent little Loli, who had just violently slandered his words, and suddenly became a gentle prostitute, apparently unacceptable for a while.
But now no one cares about his feelings. Mother Tang is working hard to understand the girlfriend that her son brought back to her for the first time.
"When did you know with us Tang Yu?"
"Tang Yu and cold through is a brother, my cool sister is calm and good friend, usually know when playing together."