Chapter 587: Not at all

When Bai Yanyan received a call from Si Yuan, he was planning to sleep.
I am very tired today and want to rest early.
Moreover, she did not intend to have any contact with the family, and all the phone rings, not answered.
"How?" Gu Yuzhi reached out and picked up her mobile phone.
"It was the uncle's call." Bai Liangyan leaned in his arms and murmured, "I don't want to pick it up."
Gu Yuzhi holds the phone and does not speak.
The phone hangs up automatically, however, the next moment, Si Yuan hit again.
Gu Yuzhi shook his mobile phone in front of the white light face.
Bai Yanyan immediately sat up and took the call.
Gu Yuzhi put a thin blanket on her shoulder.
"Hey, Uncle Uncle." Bai Yanyan buried his face on his knees, with a slap in his voice.
"Light, how are you? Are you injured? Are you scared?"
As soon as the phone was connected, the problem of Si Yuan came to the white.
White lightly stunned, conditioned reflex: "Uncle Uncle, how do you know?"
Si Yuan did not conceal: "Li Shuo told me."
White is light and clear, said: "I am fine, Uncle Si."
Her voice is a little sleepy.
Si Yuan couldn't bear to disturb, whispered: "That's good, light, you have a good rest."
"Okay, thank you." White lightly said the phone was clean and neat.
She threw the phone on the bedside table and got into the quilt: "It’s so tired, sleep."
Gu Yuzhi’s lips were filled with a smile, and the quilt on her head was pulled down and covered under the chin, and then the hand was turned off.
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Si Yuan looked at the phone that was hung up, and the heart was finally dropped.
He just wants to listen to the white light voice, in order to know that she is safe.
Li Shuo's fingers pressed against his legs slightly gathered.
Si Yuan is white and light, what kind of feeling is it?
When Si Yuan and Bai Qingyan called, they looked more gentle than ever.
Li Shuo has been at the door of the family since he was a child. He has never seen Si Yuan who is so pleasing to him.
There was a worry in his heart.
Struggling with the division, he is not an opponent at all.
"Li Shuo, thank you today. The cooperation plan that you mentioned with me before, without review, passed directly." Si Yuandao.
Li Shuo: "The plan, the Secretary can't make any money, but it is very beneficial to Li, and Li Shuo and Si Yuan have made many mentions. Si Yuan did not give a clear answer.
What did he do at the moment? Just to thank him for saving the white light.
Li Shuo’s heart, five flavors and miscellaneous.
Siyuan stood up and he was going to rest.
"Uncle Uncle." Li Shuo stood up and stood up.
Si Yuan looked back at him: "What?"
"Uncle Uncle, you are white and light," Li Shuo said only half of the intentional words.
The old rivers and lakes like Si Yuan naturally understand his meaning.
"What do you think?" Si Yuan asked.
Li Shuo shook his head.
Si Yuan just looked at him and didn't speak.
Li Shuo’s heart was suddenly half cold.
When Siyuan went upstairs, he reacted.
What is he worried about? The anxious thing is that the white-haired husband Gu Yuzhi is right.
At present, his priority is that he should be retired from the priest.
The marriage contract is fixed after the priest has not yet been born, but the clerk is not a small door, and being retired is a very shameful thing.
This matter is very tricky.
He needs to be considered for a long time.
Li Shuo looked upstairs, and the priest was crying at this time. He didn't want to go up.
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Li Shuo turned and left the division.
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On the second floor, the priest's room.
The priest had already cried into tears and twitched: "What does he mean by his father's father? Why does he mean that he is so light and white? Does he want to pack y white?"
Secretary Shi gave her a paper towel, heard the words, and gave her a hand, saying, "Sister, don't talk nonsense!"
Package y?
how can that be possible? !
White light, but father's
The Secretary was coveted, then reached out to wipe the tears of the priest, and frowned with a distressed look.
The priest kept crying.
At this moment, she has long lost the style of the first lady of Mancheng, crying like a wayward child.
"And there is still a strong brother, why is he also white-faced?" The priest twitched.
Secretary Shi wiped her tears and said nothing.
"Hey!"
The door was slammed.
"It must be Li Shuo's brother!" Si Si suddenly stood up and ran to open the door.
Opening the door, I saw the delicate face of Wan Peipei.
At the moment, this face is a bit tired.
"Mother." The priest stepped back and let a road open.
Wan Peipei walked in, closed the door, and gently embraced the priest, softly said: "Small, sorry, let you be wronged."
"Mother!" The tears that the priest couldn't resist easily, once again like the water that broke the levee, spewed out.
"Small. Don't blame your father, he still loves you. Hey." Wan Peipei gently touched her hair, and her heart was uncomfortable.
"That white is light! What is white light? What is she based on? Why do fathers make her so good to her?" The priest cried.
Wan Peipei clenched her fist, but whispered: "Small, white and light is only temporarily staying in the country, she will soon go back! Nothing! She has no influence on our lives."
Wan Peipei comforted the priest for a long time.
The priest repeatedly asked Li Shuo why he didn't come to see her.
Si Yue called the landline downstairs, and the maid who answered the phone said that Li Shuo had left.
The priest stayed.
"Mother, why am I not going to see me?"
Wan Peipei whispered: "Small, don't think too much, Li Shuo may be very busy. You have a good rest."
The priest was hanging his throat and beheaded: "Okay."
Wan Peipei is gone.
Secretary Shi also left.
The priest was lying on the bed, the red eyes were looking at the room, and suddenly there was a feeling of disgust.
She is not here.
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Li Shuo just took a shower and took a cell phone that was ringing.
The glass window reflects his look at the moment.
He was wearing a white bathrobe, just washed his hair, and the hair of the ink was dripping down, slipping through the handsome cheeks and dripping on his chest with his muscles.
He only had a long hair in his hand, a black hair, no temperature, but he held it tightly.
When I saw the phone call from the priest on the phone, he threw the phone aside and sat on the sofa.
He picked up the box and carefully placed the hair into it.
His lips slowly raised his smile.
He still remembers the aroma of white hair and hair, very good smell.
The mobile phone on the side of the phone is ringing indefinitely.
Li Shuo picked up impatiently.
"Hey." His voice was a bit cold.
"Liao Shuo brother, have you slept?" asked the priest carefully.
"Sleep." Li Shuodao.
"" stunned a bit, said, "Li Shuo brother, I am now downstairs in your house, can you open the door?"