The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 44 You Can't
Gu Huaimo drank the stuffy wine, one cup after another, feeling a little depressed, feeling empty in his heart, maybe a little guilty.

Wei Zi is 19 years old, although he will be considered an adult later on.

It's just that the difference between him and her is, after all, far away.

She was nineteen and he was thirty-seven, which was far behind.

Lust is also a bit inexplicable, almost out of control.

"Second Young Master Gu really has a lot of leisure time. I drank it so early by myself." The suave Yao Feng sat down and said, "It's rare to see you go back to City B. Having a wife really makes a difference."

"You got up from the woman's bed after seeing your dark face." Gu Huaimo insulted him unceremoniously.

"Haha, you are right, but you have a gloomy look on your face. Could it be that you are dissatisfied with your desires?"

Yao Feng was also right, as expected, he was a good brother who grew up wearing the same pair of pants.

"You've got it too. You're not too young anymore, and you're still as flirtatious as you were before. Please settle down and stop spoiling other people's daughters."

"Yo yo yo, Mr. Gu has lectured you." He mocked unceremoniously.

Gu Huai gave him a white look: "Stop coming."

"Where's your little girl?"

"Going to school."

"Pfft." Yao Feng laughed unceremoniously: "Dare our Second Young Master Gu to play with the cultivation plan, eat tender grass, how about it, it tastes good."

"Keep your mind pure." He frowned and stared at him displeased.

Yao Feng looked surprised: "Don't tell me, you, Gu Huaimo, and your own wife are still pure and pure."

"So what." It was pure and pure.

Yao Feng was astonished as if he saw a ghost, and then Guigui looked around and said in a low voice: "Huai Mo, tell me honestly, are you okay?"

Gu Huaimo wanted to pour wine on his head, what is a bad friend, this is it.

"You used to be more flirtatious than me. Your girlfriend was transported by train leather. Later, after joining the army, you became an ascetic. Huai Mo, don't tell me, you still think about Yunzi, forget it. She's gone, so don't embarrass yourself anymore."

Gu Huaimo poured him a glass of wine: "Drink."

The two clinked glasses and drank in one gulp.

Yao Feng sighed and said: "There is only one person like Yun Zi in the world, Huai Mo, you can't wait, you can't find her, maybe she is not your destiny."

"Don't mention her." He didn't want to mention her anymore, she had already been accumulated in his heart, and he didn't want to drag it out to air.

Yao Feng knew that talking about Yunzi would make him feel uncomfortable, so he didn't say any more.

The two drank a lot of wine in the small winery before breaking up. He thought that Wei Zi might be angry. Yao Feng said that women need to be coaxed, coax them, give them some small gifts, no matter how much a woman feels unhappy , also disappeared.

So I went back to the gate of the community, bought a bunch of flowers and went up.

Wei Zi came back at 08:30 in the evening. The old man was watching football. He was enjoying watching football with a nervous expression. There was a large bouquet of flowers on the table.

After seeing her, he said lightly, "Wei Zi, these flowers are for you."

Wei Zi looked at the flower, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Gu Huaimo just scored a goal and made a perfect ending. Gu Huaimo was in a good mood, leaning on the sofa and looking at her: "Why, I don't like it." If you dare say you don't like it, try it, but he bought it.

"Gu Huaimo, I like white roses."

After a while, Gu Huaimo went to the Internet to check, feeling guilty.

It turned out that the carnation was given to my mother, no wonder the little girl looked unacceptable.

She was writing something on the small table in the study, and he walked over: "Wei Zi, I'm going to Changchun tomorrow."

"Oh." She responded lightly.

Yesterday's anger was not written on his face at all.

Gu Huaimo said again: "Wei Zi, what happened last night, um XXX."

The voice was as thin as a mosquito, she couldn't hear it at all.

Looking up at him: "Mr. Gu, what are you talking about?"

But he said coldly, "I won't say it a second time."

You bastard, you must be apologizing to her for being so meaningless, what a fool, the devil can hear what he said.

(End of this chapter)