Sweetheart and Warm Wife: President Gao Leng is spoiled

Chapter 161 What Would I Do Without You?

A certain CEO shook his clothes, sat upright, and turned his head, "I'm in the car, just to help you see if you put your clothes on backwards..."

Before he could finish speaking, a certain president was hit on the face by the clothes he just tore, and then Gu Xiaomiao yelled angrily: "Get out!"

Five seconds later, the door opened.

After all, a certain CEO carried forward the fine tradition of respecting women, got out of the car, and stood leisurely outside the car door, puffing on the burning cigar between his fingers.

Today's leisurely life is something he has never had for a long time.

It took five years to take over the management position of Hengtian. During these five years, he never let up for a moment.

Especially after Xiao Ran's death, even if he didn't work, he would lock himself in Su Zhai's study, sorting out all the doubts in the past four years bit by bit.

Some people say that he is self-abuse, but he feels that only through this self-abuse can he redeem himself.

He often asks himself why Xiao Ran can still live in this world after Xiao Ran died.

He, who had always aimed at revenge, was in a daze.It wasn't until he met Gu Xiaomiao that Su Muliang's boring life of black and white gradually became colorful; his life became colorful.

In four years, the first time I went to Disneyland was to accompany Gu Xiaomiao;
For the first time in four years, cooking was for Gu Xiaomiao;

For the first time in four years, she slept soundly because she kept Gu Xiaomiao;
……

It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Su Muliang doesn't know, if Gu Xiaomiao is not by his side suddenly one day in the future, how dim the sun and the moon will be.

He didn't dare to think further.

The girls in the car were still busy tinkering with the clothes, and finally they were done.

Chanel's autumn wool plaid skirt, a goose yellow sweater and a small pink cape, Gu Xiaomiao walked out of the car like a little princess.

"Mu Liang, does it look good?" Gu Xiaomiao turned around on the spot.

"Well, it looks good!" Su Muliang said the truth.

This dress was ordered in advance according to the size of the seedlings he took care of. After the production and cleaning, it was directly airlifted to China.

"Really?" Every girl likes to be praised, especially her appearance.

"Really, you are my princess!" After saying that, Su Muliang stretched out his big hand and scratched the tip of Gu Xiaomiao's nose.

With a faint smell of tobacco, the slight touch was like an electric shock, invading Gu Xiaomiao's heart, and then, there were layers of waves.

Tears involuntarily rushed down Shushu's whereabouts.She could feel her heart beating powerfully, and she understood the dependence of this heart on the man in front of her.

"Miao Miao, why are you crying?"

Su Muliang was very surprised, why did he cry again when he was obviously not angry just now.

Tears fell down one by one like broken beads.

The tears, as if they were not under her control, flowed more and more.until……

"Mu Liang, it's great to have you!" Gu Xiaomiao obeyed her heart and threw herself into the man's arms.

Su Muliang was overwhelmed by the sudden happiness.

A big man in his 20s, just like that, was thrown into his arms by Wenxiang nephrite, all the cells in his body were clamoring for happiness, but he just stood there stupidly, motionless.

It was the beginning of winter outside, and the temperature dropped sharply.

But Su Muliang's heart seemed to be soothed by the spring breeze.

After a while, he stroked Gu Xiaomiao's small head and said softly:
"Miao Miao, we must go on happily, forever!"

Hold this hand and accompany you for a lifetime!
　Ask for a recommendation ticket

　　Singles' Day special, warm up!

　　It's a big holiday, in the cold winter morning, let's have something warm
　　Explain, her heart belongs to Sister Liang
　　So, when Su Muliang scrapes the tip of her nose, her heart will remember, so she will cry

　　Just like someone who has amnesia, she will react when her former relatives hug her!

　　Regarding the memory of organ transplantation, what is the probability, I don’t know
　　The novel is a bit fictional.

　　However, in the news, someone who could not draw before transplanted an organ donated by a painter, and then became a painter inexplicably.

　　ps: What kind of experience is it like to be sent on a business trip forcibly by the company on Singles Day?

　　LYG, here I come!

　　The sea, here I come!

　　


(End of this chapter)