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

Chapter 5 Mr. Gu can pretend to be like a point.

The breeze sings softly, the tree shadows move eastward, and the light sun bursts out from the clouds.

Song Qingli changed into her daily clothes and sat in the restaurant drinking millet porridge. The red marks on her wrists and ankles were very eye-catching. Not only Assistant Xu Te's eyes were round, but even the deep-eyed Uncle Jin was stunned, let alone those A maid who keeps rolling her eyes.

"Song...Miss Song, what's wrong with your hand?" Xu Te helped to adjust his glasses, and clasped his hands together awkwardly. He only left for a day, so he felt that some wonderful things had happened.

"I got injured last night, but my husband gave me medicine this morning." Song Qingli shook her slender arm, intentionally confusing the matter. When she said that the injury was related to Gu Zechuan, everyone in the room was shocked. panic.

She seems to be the only one who is used to her nickname for Gu Zechuan. People in Gu Wanli would secretly glance at the second young master's expression every time they heard it.

"Ang?" Assistant Xu raised his brows, opened his mouth slightly, and only dared to look at the Second Young Master out of the corner of his eye: Could this injury have something to do with the Second Young Master?I've been with Er Shao for so many years, but I haven't heard that he has any eccentricities?
Furthermore, the second young master has always been indifferent to feelings, could it be that he... has become enlightened now?

The girl pinched the jade spoon with her fingertips and sent the thick millet porridge into her mouth. Her half-squinted fox eyes had a cold light, and she stared at Gu Zechuan who had changed into a formal suit. The girl's tongue pressed against her mouth. The soft meat inside.

Just because he used the square scarf on his chest to wipe his tears just now, that's why he changed it?

Is the man who was deep in the city in his previous life such a person who didn't pay attention to details?Even if the marriage with her was premeditated and pretended to be so good on the surface, how could these small details be missed.

After thinking about it, one possibility is that he really hates her very much.

If you hate it, why force it?

The purpose is impure.

Song Qingli took a few more mouthfuls of millet porridge, there was something in her stomach, and she gained strength, but the bad breath in her chest couldn't be relieved for a long time.

After breakfast, she was led by several maids to try on clothes. Several maids rushed to ask her to change clothes afterward, as if they thought she was the future mistress, scrambling to please her.

Song Qingli was not used to being waited upon, so she waved them all out.

The man is waiting outside, and when there is no one, his face is always very cold, like the clear moon hanging in the sky in the night sky, with a faint light; Suffering fine light, outline overhang.

After a while, the girl opened the curtain and came out. She fiddled with her black hair with her bare hands. She was wearing a French-style black tunic dress with a slender waist. All the wounds on the body are covered.

"Shouldn't you tell me where I'm going?" She always has an unruly temperament, with thorns all over her body, she looks quite polite when she's not talking, but when she's talking...uh...she's still not talking good time.

Hearing the sound, the man turned around, and the girl's figure poured into his flat black eyes, and he was surprised, like autumn leaves falling into a Pinghu lake, causing ripples.

Xu Hao's eyes were also amazed. Seeing that the second young master was silent, he spoke first: "It's just a concert, Miss Song doesn't have to worry."

"I'm not worried, but I feel that if the second young master can treat each other calmly, I will feel more at ease." The girl had something to say, and she didn't want to discuss the meaning of the words with the others. She walked towards the dressing table, sat down on her skirt, and closed her eyes. Rest your eyes and wait for the makeup artist to apply the makeup.

Gu Zechuan withdrew his gaze from her, with that unpredictable expression still in his eyes, Xu Hao pushed him away.

By the time Song Qingli packed up and went downstairs, Gu Zechuan was already sitting in the car. The man had a superior profile, and the light favored him, depicting his outline; he was dressed in a formal suit, and there were no blankets on his legs, and his long legs were bent and relaxed naturally. He even wore a pair of shiny leather shoes under his feet, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, making him appear calmer in formal attire.

Looking at it this way, the legs didn't shrink under the trousers. If you didn't see him in a wheelchair, you really wouldn't be able to see that he was a disabled person with hemiplegia.

I originally thought that the lower body would have to be removed for hemiplegia, but it was not necessary.

A trace of suspicion flashed across the girl's face, how did he get up there?Could it be that Xu Hao's 'bamboo pole' brought it up?
Thinking of the picture of a man hugging a man, the girl couldn't help but sneered, and then she raised her legs to get into the car, with the soles of her high heels hanging to the hem of her skirt, and staggered towards the man in the car.

Gu Zechuan wasn't unresponsive either. Seeing her pounce, the man subconsciously stretched out his hand.

The man's body froze, and his hands seemed to touch places that shouldn't be touched. His dark eyes were slightly dazed, and his lowered eyes glanced across the girl's gradually bright red ears. Suyun, who used to look like a sociable "gangster", now looks like a crayfish who has been poisoned and dumb.

"You..." She clutched her chest, and wanted to curse, but when she thought that he was disabled, maybe he reached out to help, so the girl stopped her voice.

He didn't say a word of apology.

Even if I was careless, I have to apologize.

Xu Hao felt that the atmosphere in the car was not good, so he slowly sat in the driver's seat, he hooked the car door with his index finger and closed it slowly and gently, trying to reduce the sense of presence as much as possible, when Er Shao's cold voice suddenly came from behind him: "Drive. "

"Yes!" Assistant Hutt said immediately, 'Bang! ' With a bang, the door was closed.

The girl glanced at the man beside her from the corner of her eye. He closed his eyes calmly, put his hands on his legs, and acted as if nothing had happened.

She was furious.

"Mr. Gu, do you have anything to say?"

Gu Zechuan slightly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of ridicule in his plain eyes: "I am stupid."

Song Qingli clenched her fists, and suddenly raised her voice: "Gu Zechuan! You accidentally bumped into me just now, so you shouldn't apologize!"

"The voice is loud, and I saw that Miss Song had a lot of breakfast."

"That's right, there's no need for a bowl of millet porridge. The Gu family is really a tycoon in City A."

"That was my negligence."

The girl couldn't quarrel with him for a few words, but his words were as gentle as mountain spring water, and occasionally there was an overtone, and the next sentence would inevitably soften his body and apologize, causing the flames to extinguish themselves halfway.

Song Qingli stared at his gentle and jade-like face, and gradually lost her arrogance. Having a good-looking husband is also a bit of an advantage. Looking at his face during a quarrel really calms down; the girl gritted her teeth and chuckled: "Mr. You have to pretend to be decent, but don't call me Miss Song, Miss Song, for fear of causing trouble to someone who cares."

Gu Zechuan laughed silently, she is really pretty, she is called husband when she is in a good mood, and Mr. Gu when she is in a bad mood.

(End of this chapter)