Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

On his side, there are many small things, such as the hair rope she left behind, the eraser she left behind, and even the paper she used to take notes in class and write on waste paper.

He didn't know what he kept these little things for, but if, every time Gu Qingqing left something, he would pick up some trash every time. Then hide them one by one and put them in a small box in Qingcheng Apartment.

This time he listened to Director Jiang's words and called her when it was too late for a meeting in the evening. Although she felt that she would not wait for him at home, and it was unlikely that she would cook a table of food for him, but her tone was much better than her indifferent attitude in the past.

All the way back, the road was a bit blocked, and it was already past 11 o'clock when I got home. Sure enough, the lights have been turned off here, and the room is quiet.

Lengsi got out of the car, changed his shoes, and walked up to the second floor. He was afraid of waking Gu Qingqing, so he went to the study to change the house clothes and took a shower by the way.

In order to rush back to see her, he hasn't eaten dinner yet, and at this time he just feels groaning in his belly.

There should be more to eat in the kitchen? Lengsi City went downstairs wearing slippers and rummaged in the kitchen and refrigerator. Sure enough, he found the braised pork and celery beef left. He was about to heat it up. Suddenly, a horrified voice came from behind him: "Who !"

When Leng Sicheng turned his head, he actually saw Gu Qingqing lying on the sofa in the living room with only a blanket on his body, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and stood up with a look of surprise.

Her hair is a little messy, it seems that she was tired just lying on the sofa and brushing her phone, so she lay down and rested.

"Why are you here?" Lengscheng frowned and turned to turn on the light in the living room.

It’s too late at night to go to rest, and swipe the phone to sleep, can this woman cherish herself!

Perhaps Lengsicheng's voice was too harsh, and all of Gu Qingqing's greetings suddenly choked in his throat.

"I..." Gu Qingqing lowered her head slightly and saw him standing in front of the refrigerator, "You didn't have dinner?"

Lengscheng nodded lightly.

"Do you need me to help you warm up?" Gu Qingqing got up immediately. Leng Sicheng looked at her wearing a suspender skirt and frowned immediately: "Do you want me to take care of you after catching a cold?"

"No." Gu Qingqing shook her head, originally wanting to say that she made this dish. But seeing Lengscheng's disgusting look on his face, he felt a little confused. In order not to dislike him, he immediately turned upstairs.

She knew he hated her, and maybe moving back was just a stopgap measure. And he is very busy at work today, maybe the work is bothering him, so his tone is not very pleasant.

She knew, but even if she knew, there was a place in her heart that was still sour and uncomfortable.

Can't think anymore, can't think anymore, she should think more about how to make advertisements-how to cooperate with Xu Zipei, or even Lengscheng.

When Lengsicheng came back, Gu Qingqing had already lay down to rest.

He saw Gu Qingqing still lying on the edge of the bed, sleeping on her side, as if she was about to fall when she turned around. He reached out and took her in his arms.

Maybe after the advertisement is resolved, he should have a period of vacation, and he can take her out for a tour, which can also be regarded as making up their honeymoon.

But Lengscheng still didn't wait for her to get up.

At five o'clock in the morning, Secretary Cheng called him: "Mr. Leng, something has happened!"