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After that, several people did not talk about this issue any more, but talked about their respective lives in the past three years.

"I hear you've been in England for three years, haven't you? I have been to England several times during my time, such as shooting fashion magazines. It's a pity that I didn't see you. "

"Maybe not." Gu xiatong answers lightly.

"Ha ha, it's also true. It seems that Yufeng has made such a good development of MS in the past three years. I think it is also the result of the joint efforts of your husband and wife."

In the face of luoyuhan's relentless pursuit, Gu xiatong's response has been very weak, "OK."

Luo Yuhan said clearly, "Oh, that's also true. I'm worried. You've been in contact for the past three years.

no wonder he's calm when I see Yufeng, and he doesn't mention you in my ear. I think it's because I'm afraid what I'll do to you again?"

Luo Yuhan said jokingly.

"Probably."

……

Two women, one play.

Luo Yuhan is the one who sings the opera, while Gu xiatong is the one who listens to the opera.

Luo Yuhan attacks, Gu xiatong defends.

And Mo Yufeng, the protagonist in the mouth of Luo Yuhan and Gu xiatong, turns out to be a bystander.

In the end, Luo Yuhan felt that he might have said all he wanted to say, and he didn't stay here for a long time.

Just before she left, she did not forget to remind Mo Yufeng in front of Gu xiatong, "remember to eat the dumplings on the table, eat while it is hot, and it tastes good."

This is like a considerate wife telling her husband to express her concern.

Acting all the time.

"Yes."

At this time, Mo Yufeng will respond.

Refusing Gu xiatong's farewell, Luo Yuhan left here on high heels.

People left, the living room immediately quiet down, ink Yufeng in Gu xiatong's line of sight, get up to the direction of the restaurant.

Gu xiatong saw that he was going to eat the dumplings. Suddenly, a nameless fire rose in his heart.

She also did not know where the impulse, also do not know that he is now in front of Mo Yufeng some out of control.

She first Mo Yufeng step to the table, raised her hand on the table and beat hard, just in front of the plate of dumplings.

Mo Yufeng is just approaching.

"Pa --"

he heard Gu xiatong tapping the table.

Slightly frowned, Mo Yufeng just looked at Gu xiatong, did not speak.

This man is really calm.

It seems that no matter what happened to rice, he couldn't bring up a little waves at the bottom of his eyes.

"You know I don't want a misunderstanding between two people. What's wrong with her?"

Gu xiatong tries his best to be calm, but his voice is still cold.

"No, No

It's not the way she thinks, without her so-called involvement is not clear.

The two words of Mo Yufeng are interpreted by Gu xiatong.

She felt that Mo Yufeng was more reluctant than three years ago.

I don't know if it's just for her or for everyone.

"I think the greenhouse in the yard has been expanded. I want to see it."

In the face of Gu xiatong's sudden change of topic, Mo Yufeng also did not show any difference.

Walk out of the door, turn around again not long, see a greenhouse.

The greenhouse is made of transparent glass, which consumes a lot of manpower, material and financial resources.

The material of this glass is also very special. People outside can't see inside, but people inside can clearly see what happened outside.

Still, there are shutters around and other shading materials.

Gu xiatong stepped into this warm room where he seldom came in before. He came across a strong aroma, which was a mixture of many flavors, but formed a different smell.

There are roses, violets, stars all over the sky, and many other kinds of flowers that can't be named.

Looking from the door, the colors mixed together, not only do not look messy, but like a painting.

Casually walk to the side of the reclining chair, in such a comfortable temperature, comfortable people want to sleep.

Mo Yufeng left for a while when he went out. When he came in, he saw the picture of Gu xiatong lying there quietly. It was peaceful.

Beauty in flowers.

IKEA.

At this moment, the eye ground of Mo Yufeng just inclines and gives a trace of warm meaning of fusion.

He put down the red wine and the wine cup that he had just taken out of the wine cellar and picked up the blanket beside him to put it on Gu xiatong.

Xu is asleep, Gu xiatong did not wake up.

Mo Yufeng has time to look at the sleeping woman carefully. The dark circles under the

eyelids are very clear. Although they are blocked by foundation, they still can not escape the piercing eye of the ink.

I've lost weight.Thinner than when she first returned home.

Still so beautiful.

Mo Yufeng is so sitting on the chair beside him, and Gu xiatong is no more than half a meter away.

He held Gu xiatong's hand and rubbed her red palm, which was caused by pounding the table. He leaned over and gave a kiss.

This woman never remembers to cherish herself.

He looked at Gu xiatong for several hours.

Midway he thought of Xiao Yu. When he went to see her bedroom, he found that she was tired of playing and was lying in bed sleeping.

Cover up the quilt for the little guy, and then he comes out with the document from the study, returns to the greenhouse, and sits next to Gu xiatong and looks up.

Junlang's face still can't see the traces of three years of time engraved, or that stranger not close to Mo Yufeng, still shows the cold air of rejecting people thousands of miles away, seemingly supercilious.

The reality of the grinding to eliminate the sharp edges and corners, so that men both calm and deeper.

It seems that for three years, he has no longer understood how to express the feelings in his eyes to people. The only thing that can be reflected is action.

He thought so a week ago that what he did was always more effective than what he said.

As a result, the relationship between him and Gu xiatong has regressed since last week.

Mo Yufeng processes the documents for a while, looks at Gu xiatong for a while, and then continues to process the documents. In his deep eyes, something is flashing

Gu xiatong had a wonderful sleep, the best sleep of the week.

Wake up again, unexpectedly saw the figure of Mo Yufeng.

See his bow head serious side face, as if back to the past.

Gu xiatong felt that Mo Yufeng was only a short distance away from him, so he couldn't help lifting his hand to touch it.

There is still some distance between them, but Mo Yufeng seems to have a sense of general raised head, and then extended his hand.

Two hands together, passing each other palm temperature, are familiar with each other.

Holding this hand, Mo Yufeng didn't put it down, but put down the document in his hand.

He walked over to Gu xiatong and sat directly on her reclining chair.

Reclining chair can only be one person to sit, Mo Yufeng sit over, the distance between two people is almost nothing.

Ink Yufeng around Gu xiatong's shoulder, Gu xiatong is pillow on his body.

I thought this was the best time, no quarrel, no doubt, a moment of peace.

Gu xiatong but heard the voice of Mo Yufeng in the silence.

She closed her eyes and listened.