"Because my sunflower language... Is silent love."

Sheng wanwan's laughter sounded in her ears, but she couldn't hear it.

The sentence echoed in the whole mind: the woman in Liancheng's heart is Wei Xue.

The flower language of sunflower is silent love!

It turned out that he liked her.

She remembered meeting this man in the cemetery that day. He was also holding a bunch of sunflowers.

He said that he just pitied her. She died at a young age. No one worshipped her. Her mother was ill and her father died

Sheng wanwan looked at her at the moment with satisfaction, and then left arrogantly.

This is something Qiao Jiang never thought about. Gu Liancheng likes himself.

She looked up and took a deep breath, which was the biggest surprise she had received in such a long time.

She likes that man, too.

She looked up and took a deep breath.

She walked towards the front. Within a few steps, there was a commotion not far away.

She turned her head and saw Gu Liancheng coming in the distance.

He has delicate eyebrows and eyes. He is handsome, calm and resolute like a picture, and his whole body seems to be shining.

He was followed by many people, reporting something. He walked all the way, his thin lips gently sipping.

Between every move, there is a kind of dignity and elegance engraved in the bone.

They seemed to have something urgent, and their faces were very serious.

He walked past her as if he hadn't noticed him. The people next to him opened the documents and reported quickly.

Passing by, she grabbed his hand.

At this moment, the time seemed to stop, and the reporter behind him also stopped for a moment. His eyes fell on her, full of disapproval.

Her action was amazing. At this time, everyone ran out of each department, looked at the scene curiously and kept whispering.

"This woman is really out of her mind!"

"You see, the Chief Superintendent's face has changed. She's finished. This woman just lives too comfortably."

"It's too blind to see. The Chief Superintendent obviously has something to do. What is she doing?"

The man looked at her with his eyes down, his face was cold, and his thin lips gently opened, "what's the matter?"

She looked up at him. Her eyes were like a clear spring, clear and moist.

Under Gu Liancheng's gaze, her purplish red lips gently opened, "Gu Liancheng."

She even called him by name, and the man's eyes flashed by unexpectedly.

Before he could recover, Qiao Jiang suddenly leaned forward, put his hands on his chest and pushed him directly to the wall.

The surroundings were suddenly quiet, and even the whispering voice did not exist.

Her eyes looked at her with horror.

Du Rong is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. What's the matter with Qiao Jiang?

She has to save her.

As soon as she took a step, she was hooked around her neck and taken back.

She raised her eyes and saw Lu Qingbei at a glance.

The latter frowned slightly, "there are many things."

"Qiao Jiang, she..."

Without giving her a chance to finish, Lu Qingbei walked out of the crowd with a hand around her neck.

Looking at Qiao Jiang who put himself against the wall, Gu Liancheng flashed an accident at the bottom of his eyes.

She looked at him with burning eyes. The look on her face was something Gu Liancheng had never seen in his life.

Almost all her weight was on him. Under Gu Liancheng's vacant eyes, she slowly hooked her lips.

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