Sir,Your Wife Escape Again

Si Xingpei is never stingy to praise Gu Qingzhou.

She's his.

For her own things, Si Xingyi thinks that everything is good. No one or thing can replace her. She is unique.

Since meeting Gu Qingzhou, Si Xinghe has a view in his eyes. In his eyes, other women are all walking dead and disgusting.

Only his boat, charming and pure, quietly blooms in the branches of his life, embellishing his monotony.

Then she was shy for the first time.

At this time, Si Xingyi realized that she was happy when he praised her.

Faint joy and joy, all evolved into shyness, she fell in his arms, soft, clever.

He raised her head and kissed her.

Kiss to the fierce place, his hand down, want to tear her clothes, into her never cultivated path, thoroughly and her milk fusion.

He wanted to turn her into his own woman and physically possess her.

His idea is very intense, very fanatical, Gu Qingzhou also knows.

So she resisted.

"Si Xingyi!" She sobbed out his name.

Si Xingyi was surprised.

When he came back to him, her eyes were wet, like a wounded animal. Her emotions were very complex, and she was no longer a simple conflict and aversion.

With her own complexity, she said softly, "don't be like this. Don't be today."

Si Xingyi gasped heavily.

"Don't..." Gu Qingzhou turned away, with a kind of grievance and confusion on his face.

Si Xingpei sighed and got up from her.

Two people lie quietly, after a long time, his breathing is stable, the impulse also disappears from him.

The air is flowing silently and coldly.

Gu Qingzhou huddled in the quilt. She thought that she would never marry him. He didn't have to stick to anything for her. She suggested to him: "you are always uncomfortable, men often hold it, and it's not good for your health. Why don't you go to the hall...".

Si Xingyi laughs.

He pinched her nose and said, "when I go to the hall, you have an excuse to dislike me, don't you? Gu Qingzhou, I'm not fooled by you

His voice is a little charming.

Gu Qingzhou's feather and eyelashes fall lightly.

A moment later, she said, "it doesn't matter whether I dislike you or not."

"Of course it does." Si Xingyi said, "the light boat is the most important person to me!"

Gu Qingzhou closed his eyes tightly, as if he could close his heart tightly. No sound could get through, no trace.

Time passes quickly. Gu Qingzhou is going back.

When he left, Si Xingpei couldn't bear it. He stood at the door, hugged her waist and kissed her again and again.

"Light boat..." he held her and held her in his arms.

"I'll take you out in a few days!" Si Xingyi said, "I have a secret. I want you to know. Besides, I'd like to take you to meet someone

"What secret, who?" Gu Qingzhou asked.

But Si Xingpei sold the key and didn't tell her.

It was dusk when Gu Qingzhou returned to Gu mansion.

It's a complete mess at home.

Many people came to his hometown in the countryside, including Gu Guizhang's brothers and sisters, nephews and nieces.

The body of Qin Zheng has been sent to the funeral home. After the old lady's funeral, Gu Guizhang's brother Fuling returns to his hometown to hold the funeral of Qin Zheng.

It's early winter, and bones don't stink so easily.

On the face of Gu's residence, there was a little trance, just like in a dream.

Qin Zheng died like this.

"Dad, mummy won't kill herself. It must be someone from the police department who killed her!" Gu Xiang's eyes are swollen with tears. She holds Gu Guizhang's arm and wants Gu Guizhang to seek justice for Qin Zheng.

Gu Guizhang pushed her away.

Gu Xiang saw Gu Qingzhou again, and she rushed to fight Gu Qingzhou: "now you have your wish. My mother was hurt by you. You must have bribed the army and police and killed my mother!"

Gu Qingzhou came forward and slapped her in the face.

"Your mother killed my mother, killed the old lady, and she committed suicide. What's wrong?" Gu Qingzhou's eyebrows and eyes are indifferent, "Gu Xiang, do you want to go to jail?"

Gu Xiang immediately remembered that Gu Qingzhou still had evidence of her killing. She was scared to death and retreated to the side.

In the evening, Gu Qingzhou and Gu Shao stood on the balcony, looking at the flashing neon in the distance, silent for a long time.

Gu Qingzhou's hands were frozen stiff.

Gu Shao reaches out his hand and clenches her. They rely on each other to absorb warmth.

"I'm not her son." Gu Shao also tells Gu Qingzhou in a tone of final conclusion.Qin Zheng Zheng's plea that day has already explained everything, and there is no need to check the evidence again.

"Well." Gu Qingzhou has a floating smile, "fortunately you are not, otherwise you are also my enemy. Brother, I'm very grateful. "

Gu Shao's hand became tighter and wrapped Gu Qingzhou tightly.

Wet and cold wind, drill through the collar.

"She's dead. No one knows who I am anymore." Gu Shao looked blankly at the dark night sky, and his eyes looked like the blue dome, so dark that he lost his look.

"No, she's dead. You'll always be the master of caring for your family, and that will never change. Brother, if she dies, your identity will be stable. Why are you confused? " Gu Qingzhou road.

Gu Shao was silent.

"You don't want to be the son of the family?" Gu Qingzhou asked.

Gu Shao doesn't want to.

It's not that he doesn't want to be the son of caring for the family, he just doesn't want to be her brother in name.

Brother, it means nothing.

Gu Shao has a slight conflict in his heart.

He is soft and kind, and he doesn't know how to fight for it. The only thing he can do is to keep his fantasy. One day, when the opportunity comes, the identity is not the gap between them.

"I don't know, Zhouzhou." Gu Shao lowered his head.

They are holding hands, like two children crossing the road, resisting danger together, walking to the other side of the road together, looking for a new life.

After three days of inactivity, Mrs. Gu went to the funeral.

People from Gu's hometown helped her coffin back to her hometown, but Gu Guizhang didn't go.

Gu Guizhang also has a funeral for Qin Zheng.

There are only two people in the old house for Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng Zheng is also only three days, buried in the cemetery in the west of the city, a small tomb, containing her bones. Her name and picture are on the tombstone.

Gu Xiang and Gu Ying cry out of breath. Gu Guizhang is as old as a teenager, and his aunts and wives don't know much.

Only Gu Qingzhou and Gu Shao are calm.

"It's strange that Gu Wei didn't come back to attend her mother's funeral." Gu Qingzhou thought.

Can't Gu Wei's current identity be disclosed in Nanjing?

Gu Qingzhou also tentatively asked Gu Guizhang: "did you hear that Nanjing was going to bring up his wife?"

Gu Guizhang was shocked: "Nanjing?"

He hasn't heard of it.

Gu Wei's news is limited to the governor of the Department and the secretary who robbed the message. No one else knows.

It may be that Gu Wei's position hasn't been established, and he hasn't heard a word of it yet.

"Gu Wei is very independent." Gu Qingzhou thought, "when she dared to run, it was different from Gu Xiang and Gu Ying's weakness; she could change her face and erase her former identity, and she was even more capable."

As a result, Gu Wei became a bomb, hanging over the top of Gu Qingzhou's head. I don't know when she fell down and exploded.

Gu Qingzhou didn't disclose this to anyone in Gu's family, including Gu Shao.

When Qin Zheng died, Gu Xiang and Gu Ying's sisters died down, especially.

Gu Qingzhou didn't feel sorry for the people who were arrogant and timid when they were in power. He just felt deeply disgusted. Without Qin Zheng, the two sisters would still have some backbone. Gu Qingzhou might look up at them.

Gu mansion is still the second aunt in charge.

When Gu Qingzhou came back, he could hear the laughter of his family.

Qin Zheng died, and the heavy stones on the heads of his aunts and wives disappeared completely. Everyone pushed aside the dark clouds to see the bright moon.

At the end of October, at the weekend, Gu Qingzhou heard the second aunt discuss with Gu Guizhang: "if you quit a few servants, we'll save a little. The master is so young that he must marry a new wife. He needs money everywhere. We have to have a hostess, don't we? "

It is said that it is for Gu Guizhang's sake, but in fact it is to drive away all Qin Zheng's trusted servants and replace them with a group of their own.

Gu Guizhang didn't think so much, but the second aunt's words inspired him.

Gu Guizhang's future may have begun when his wife died and Qin Zheng died.

Isn't it a pleasure to marry a beautiful young lady in her twenties who has stayed abroad?

"All right, listen to you." Gu Guizhang seldom smiles.

There is still a lot of public opinion about caring for the family, and many people are pointing out.

The old lady of the residence called Gu Qingzhou to comfort her. She made several clothes for her and bought jewelry to comfort her.

The school is also full of gossip.

Students in the class, although behind the joke, face to face or sympathize with Gu Qingzhou.

"I didn't expect that your mother was so miserable. If you want to mourn, the retribution has finally come, hasn't it?"

Gu Qingzhou was a little numb to these words.

At the beginning of winter, it was Gu Qingzhou's birthday. She wanted to send a telegram to her master and nurse in the countryside. But she thought that last time, Si Xingyi sent someone to look for her in the countryside. In case the telegram leaked, what could she do?Gu Qingzhou hesitated for a few days.

She didn't want to find her nurse and master, but she missed them very much.

After much hesitation, Gu Qingzhou sent a telegram to her other master, Zhang ChuChu, asking Zhang ChuChu to try to contact her master, mu Zonghe.

On the seventh day of winter, Gu Qingzhou received a telegram from his master mu Zonghe.

"Be safe, my son."

The telegram had only six words, but Gu Qingzhou's tears ran down the telegram.

By the eighth day of the winter, it was the 23rd day of December in the Western calendar.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, the school arranged a performance, Gu Qingzhou some time ago leave, did not participate in any one.

After Christmas, it's the weekend.

The school had three days off and two days of artistic performance, so Si Xingyi sent someone to take five days off for Gu Qingzhou.

"Come on, I'll take you to Suzhou." Si Xingyi has prepared his luggage.