Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Gu Qian stood at the door of the office, clutching the door handle tightly. For a long time, she took a deep breath, pushed the door open and went in.

The wide office is very quiet. The black-and-white and gray decoration style shows the vigor of pure Yang Gang. It is not the first time for her to come to the office to pray at night, but the first time she feels so depressed.

Her eyes searched the office and soon saw the man lying on the dark sofa. He was wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers. His tie was hanging askew around his neck. His shirt untied three buttons to reveal a piece of healthy skin.

His meticulous hair now drooped in front of his forehead, adding a bit of warmth and softening the sharpness between his eyebrows.

Gu Qian walked slowly over and stood by the sofa. A smell of wine came to her nose. She looked at the bottle of Maotai on the table, bent down to pick it up, saw the degree above, and couldn't help but wring her eyebrows.

Mo Beichen seldom drinks such strong wine. Compared with the ruggedness and domineering of Li Yeqi, he is more like a graceful and elegant young master. In terms of wine, he prefers to drink red wine rather than such spirits.

Looking at the deep furrow between his eyebrows, Gu Qian felt an unspeakable irritability. She put the wine bottle back on the tea table and counted the empty wine bottles. There were three 500ml bottles in total.

After drinking so much Baijiu, it is no wonder that she would sleep so badly that she would not even know if she came.

She squatted down beside him and remembered the conversation in the morning. She didn't ignore his injured look. In this world, except for her, probably no one can make him look like that.

She didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune. If he wasn't so persistent, maybe she would have been with Shen Changqing long ago.

Seeing him asleep, Gu Qianzhuang had the courage to reach out and poke him in the cheek. Seeing that he didn't respond, she was so playful that she grabbed his face and pulled it. Well, it seems to be very elastic.

A big man with such good skin makes people envy, envy and hate.

Gu Jianjian saw that he didn't wake up. She pulled around badly and made all kinds of faces. She had a lot of fun, that is, when she touched her chin, the beard pricked her hand a little.

Suddenly, her hand was clasped by a man. She was surprised and quickly got up to step back. She froze the next second.

The man took her hand and put Jun's face on her palm. He whispered, "shallow, don't leave me, don't go to Shen Changqing."

Gu Qian knelt down on the carpet. She looked at the man's painful frown, and her heart twisted. She was not a person who didn't know how to be grateful. Especially recently, Mo Beichen was so kind to her that she almost obeyed her words.

She said she wanted to think about it. He knew she might be perfunctory. He still gave her time and space to think about it.

Gu Qian didn't take out her hand. She stared at his sleeping face, and finally her eyes fell on his thin lips. She remembered that the first time he kissed her was on the terrace on the left bank. She was scared to death by him.

Until now, she still remembers the flexibility and warmth of his lips.

Aware of what she was thinking, Gu Qian quickly patted her cheek. The slight tingling made her disperse all the thoughts she shouldn't have in her mind. She stared at his thin lips. The book said that people with thin lips are fickle. Why can he protect her for ten years?

"Shallow, shallow..."

A murmur made Gu Qian upset. She really shouldn't have come here. Even if she would be scolded, she shouldn't have come.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Gu Qian suddenly pulled back her hand. She stood up and saw the fierce night prayer coming in. She was as flustered as a child who had done something wrong.

She pressed the messenger bag and hurriedly said, "I, I'll go back first."

Li Yeqi stood by the door with a cold voice. "Now that you're here, take him back. I'm not a hotel and don't take in drunkards."

Gu Qian took a smoke at the corner of his mouth. "You don't take in drunkards. Why don't you stop him when he comes to drink?"

"Can I stop what he's going to do? Go wake him up and take him back. I'll be off work soon. " Li Yeqi said impatiently and strode to the desk without even planning to help her.

Gu Qian bit his teeth and finally turned back. She was angry. She pushed Mo Beichen hard. "Brother, wake up. It's time to go back."

Mo Beichen did not move, twisted his eyebrows, turned over and continued to sleep.

When Gu Qian saw this, she pushed and pushed again, "brother, brother, don't sleep, brother seven is driving people."

Li Yeqi sat behind his desk. He lit a cigarette and slowly spit out a mouthful of smoke. Seeing that Gu Qian had no way to take Mo Beichen, he said carelessly: "the most effective way to make people cry is to hold his nose and block his mouth. Don't let him breathe."

Gu Qian's cheeks flushed. She subconsciously thought of such a simple and rough way to let her kiss Mo Beichen?

She became angry and said, "brother seven, I didn't expect you to be such a coquettish brother seven. Do you often do this to sister Luo Xi?"

Li night prayed and spit out a thin smoke. He stared at her and said, "where do you want to go? You can hold his nose with one hand and cover his mouth with the other. Do you think I asked you to block his mouth with your mouth? "

Gu Qian's face was red and hot. She knew that Li Yeqi must have been intentional.

"If you want to do this, I think Beichen has no problem."

Gu Qian: "

Gu Qian was very angry. When did brother seven become so serious? She looked at Mo Beichen. There was no sign of waking up. She stretched out her hand and patted him on the face.

Even at such a distance, Li Yeqi heard a loud "pa pa" sound. The corners of his mouth twitched. Does this woman have a gentle cell?

His cheek tingled, and Mo Beichen woke up in a daze. He opened his eyes, but his eyes could not focus. There was a familiar smell on his nose. He turned his head and saw a woman standing in front of him. He grabbed her wrist accurately, "shallow?"

Gu Qian's wrist was tightly fastened by him. The strength was so strong that she wanted to crush her wrist. She frowned and said, "it's me. Brother seven is going to work. Get up and I'll take you back."

Mo Beichen blinked until he could clearly see her face. He still couldn't believe that the woman standing in front of him was her, "Why are you here?"

"Brother seven called me and asked me to come and pick you up. Put on your shoes." Gu Qian broke away from him, bent down calmly, picked up his leather shoes and put them away.

He sat up and drank too much baijiu. His temples burst and sprang and he fell back.

Gu Qian looked at his pale face. She bent down slightly and asked with concern, "what's the matter? Does your head hurt very much?"

"Well, I have a headache and don't want to move. Don't worry about me. I'll sleep here tonight." Mo Beichen closed his eyes and seemed to sleep again.