President's Private Pampering: Sweet arrival

Gu Shaoqian's affectionate eyes have been watching her not far away. His slender fingers are dancing on the black-and-white keys, and his flexible hands are changing naturally.

After the prelude, his magnetic voice spread through the microphone throughout the restaurant. At the moment he spoke, Su Yimo felt that her whole heart was about to jump out. This song was like a love letter. It was his confession to her.

She listened carefully to every word he sang. When he sang, she read it in her heart

When I met you, I knew what love was.

You know what? In my life, you are my most beautiful meeting!

Do you know that my love for you will never decay.

Let's be together.

Let's spend our lives together

……

I will accompany you forever until the end of my life.

The last key fell, and Su Yimo's tears flowed down.

Until the moment he approached, he was still vague in her eyes. When she was slightly stunned, she heard his gentle tone say to herself, "Mo Bao, why are you crying?"

"Qian, you are good or bad!" She complained to him with a cry.

"Well, I'm bad. Then don't cry. My heart will hurt to death when I see you cry!" He stood beside her and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers.

"You are so disgusting!" She stopped her tears and looked at him with a shy face.

"To my woman, what's the matter, huh?" When he spoke, he did not forget to play with his hand with the hair beside her ear, as if he had encountered something interesting. He couldn't play enough.

His fingers would touch her ears from time to time, causing her to tremble. In order to avoid his finding his reaction, she seemed to inadvertently avoid his fingers and said to him, "Qian, should we go back!"

"Well, we should go home, but I didn't think my mo Bao was more urgent than me."

When she heard him teasing her, she glared at him and retorted, "I'm not in a hurry!"

"I'm in a hurry, all right!" He admitted to her, "let's go home!"

Su Yimo took off the crown and put it in the box. After packing up, he got up and followed him out of the restaurant.

In the car, Su Yimo kept fiddling with her mobile phone and ignored Gu Shaoqian next to him, which made him more curious about what she was doing. When he was about to ask her, he heard her say, "Qian, what's the name of the song?"

"The most beautiful meeting... Does it sound good?"

"Nice, nice name, nice song... I like it!" Fortunately, she recorded the song. Otherwise, I don't know when he will sing it to her again. However, she hasn't had time to listen to the recorded song, and I don't know the effect. Will it be very different from listening to it on the spot?

"Just like it." It's not in vain that I spent so much time and effort.

Next, they didn't speak, and the car was quiet, which was just the opposite of their mood at this time. The occasional look at each other also made them quite embarrassed.

Su Yimo's head turned to the window. She could feel the car driving faster and faster, just like her heart at the moment, beating faster and faster.

Soon, the car stopped. After Gu Shaoqian turned off the engine, "here we are."

"Oh." She didn't even dare to look at him. She quickly untied her seat belt, opened the door as if she had escaped and went out.