shock!The cold and disabled boss stood up and kissed me

The night clouds are entangled with the lonely moon, the evening wind and midsummer are lingering, and the castles in the mountains are lit with orange lights, showing a simple and mysterious atmosphere.

In Song Qingli's room, at this moment, she abandoned her reason and stayed true to her heart, all she wanted was to kiss him.

Swallow all his sour remarks.

In his previous life, Gu Zechuan shouldn't be such a person who worried about gains and losses. How could he change his personality because of a woman?

Gu Zechuan's stiff body, the dead lake in his heart, at this moment, tens of thousands of gravels fell into the water surface, causing countless splashes.

She actually kissed him?

Does this represent
The man was still panicking, Song Qingli pushed him away, dodging like he just woke up from a dream.

"You go out, I want to eat cake."

He is allergic to mangoes, he is dishonest when he can't eat the cake, and then he is allergic again.

"You just kissed me, and now you push me away?" The man propped himself up, his black eyes were full of warmth and confusion.

The difference between her front and back is a bit big, which makes people feel a little bit at a loss.

Song Qingli's face was burning red, she didn't want to admit that she couldn't help herself.

"If you don't leave, I'll throw you with a mango cake." For some reason, hearing these words sound childish.

Gu Zechuan laughed. He stood up, took two steps with long legs, and naturally walked around the girl's waist with his hands: "Qingli, look into my eyes, you like me too, right?"

She must like him, otherwise why would she offer a kiss on her own initiative?

The man swept away the gloom on his face, and rubbed his ears against the hot side of the girl's face.

"You like me as much as I like you, right?"

The "Gu Zechuan" girl couldn't say those cruel words that came to her lips. Ever since she knew that his childhood was not smooth, Song Qingli's poisonous tongue seemed to be pulled out: "I don't like you that much."

The man froze for a moment, although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his arms tightened, making the two of them close together.

He leaned into the girl's ear with his usual gentle tone: "It's okay, a little liking is enough."

"Let go of me, I'm going to rest." It was already eleven o'clock, and Song Qingli's biological clock had already struck, and she needed to take a beauty sleep right away.

Gu Zechuan didn't insist on staying, he still had a job, and the accountant who fled with the money during the day was caught.

The man let go of his hands, and fondled the girl's hair: "I still have some things to deal with, so go to bed early."

"En." Song Qingli was unexpectedly surprised that he didn't insist on leaving, and for some reason, Gu Zechuan tagged her image as a mangy dog.

Thinking about his past style, when did this solid wooden door block him?

The man goes out.

The girl jumped onto the bed, and as the mattress collapsed a few times, the phone rang suddenly.

Song Qingli suddenly seemed to remember something important.

The intimate photo requested by Li Zhen has not been taken yet.

The girl ran away from the door, running barefoot on the carpet, following her keen observation, she rushed into Gu Zechuan's room.

The door opened as soon as it was pushed. When he broke in, Gu Zechuan had just taken off half of his white shirt. He looked at the girl who looked like a bandit barging in blankly. Before he could speak, the 'bandit' suddenly posted on her.

The girl's side face was attached to the man's firm chest muscles with great enjoyment.

"Qingqingli..." Gu Zechuan's words were interrupted by a flashing light, and only a 'click' was heard. Song Qingli's expression turned indifferent for a moment, and he turned and left.

The man was in a mess.

However, Li Zhen was writing a black notice, and it had been a long time since she copied the knife and wrote it by herself. It was Song Zhiya who was too ambitious and stretched her hand too far.

The woman's ten fingers were typing on the keyboard quickly, her eyes were full of sarcasm, and when she was writing happily, the WeChat logo in the lower right corner of the computer flickered.

【Song Qingli: Send me a photo】

Li Chen casually clicked on it, and got angry. The girl in the photo really wanted to be more contrived, but it doesn't matter, she has a good face, and she looks good in any photo.

The photo passed Li Zhen's review, and Song Qingli posted the photo on Weibo.

I can finally sleep well.

The girl fell asleep quickly, and fell into a deep sleep within a few minutes.

It's just that, falling asleep, she was woken up by the 'thump, thud, thump' sound from her mobile phone.

In the middle of the night, disturbing people's dreams is simply shameful.

The girl turned on the phone with sleepy eyes, and the blue light from the screen hit her face: [Weibo News 99+]

At this moment, new messages are constantly popping up on the phone screen.

It was the first time Song Qingli felt the charisma of a celebrity. It was just a photo, but so many people were blown up at four o'clock in the morning.

She curiously clicked on the comment area that already had tens of thousands of comments:
"Sure enough, the pretty one has long been famous and loved, but she just fell in love and lost love/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~"

"Can you keep your happiness down? It's a little noisy to my loneliness."

"Sister, do you need to lick the dog?"

"Honey, dear."

I didn't disclose the relationship before because I was worried about fans jumping fans, but looking at the situation now, it seems that I was too worried.

These days, celebrities are as perfect as robots, especially the newcomer Xiaohua, who almost always says that she is single.

However, the verbal singleness is just a trick to deceive the audience, and secretly they don't know how much they are playing.

Collapsing houses abound.

And like Song Qingli who got married right after debut, she is like a little green among thousands of flowers.

The girl went through all the comments and found that 99.9% of them were positive comments, almost all of which were such sour words as 'what a pity', 'so envious' and 'so sad'.

Among these praises, one of them is quite eye-catching:
It's a person named 'Yaya' on the Internet: Gu Ershao and Song Qingli are married by marriage.

"Physical marriage?" Song Qingli sneered, she clicked on the homepage of that 'Yaya', and saw that all the microblogs posted on the homepage were slandering herself.

Song Qingli is the king of the sea, changing three or four boyfriends a month.

Song Qingli didn't respect the old and love the young, and competed with the old man on the bus for a seat.

Song Qingli got the role in "Jianming Nine Heavens" only through her relationship
uh, so speechless...
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However, at this moment, in a dark and closed room, Gu Zechuan was standing straight in the middle of the room, and opposite him was tied up a dying man.

"Tell me, did Gu Ze'an ask you to do this?" The man's voice was like ice, and the ears could not help trembling when he heard it.

"If you want to kill or cut, give it a good time." This financial accountant who took the money to escape is still a hard bone. Since he has said so, how can Gu Zechuan be merciful?

"Satisfy your request." A cold light streaked across the night, and the man's roar resounded in the room: "Ah!!!"

A Swiss Army knife was stuck in the man's thigh, and the blood 'tick-tick' fell to the ground. Gu Zechuan heard the sound of his teeth chattering: "Don't you say so?"

Gu Zechuan didn't wait for the other party to answer, and started turning the Swiss Army Knife.

The sharp blade turned in the flesh and blood, and the man's cry was like a scourge, but within a few minutes, he passed out from the pain.

"Tch, I thought I was capable."

Xu Hao opened the door from the outside, and the beam of light shone on Gu Zechuan's suit trouser legs, and his straight figure was hidden in the dark.

"Second Young Master, look at this." Xu Hao held the phone.