Strongest Wife Guard

"Why don't you buy so much, or I'll take it home for you?" Meng Chuqiu looked at her a little worried, after all, she has a baby in her stomach.

"Nothing." Aya carried it herself, found a small pink box from it and put it into Meng Chuqiu's shopping bag, "this, remember to use it well."

"Ah?" Meng Chuqiu was a little hoodwinked. Seeing that she turned around and wanted to take it up and have a look at it, she immediately lost her mind when she saw the time on her watch and ran to Gu's side.

There is a group meeting today!

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since the new year's Eve when Mo ran handed in those thousands of words, there has been no news at all. Gu Xia Xia called him every day, and he promised very well every day, but no one came the next day.

She really hasn't met anyone who can delay the manuscript so much.

In desperation, she had to come to his downstairs again, but she didn't choose the dangerous way last time. After all She's afraid of death.

If you die, don't you give it to other women.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Mo ran. Gu Xia Xia knew that it was ordinary and he would not let it in, so he "processed" it a little bit.

"I'm downstairs. Let me go up, or I'll go to your house as I did last time."

Two minutes later, Mo Ran's phone call, voice revealed a trace of helplessness, "summer I've never seen you push so hard. "

Gu Xiaxia said back, "I've never seen you procrastinate like this. You can't think I'll relax to you just because I like you. I'm very public-private."

There came a sigh of Mo ran, "you come up."

Gu Xia Xia bent his lips, arranged his clothes, and walked into the corridor happily in high heels.

When he came to Mo Ran's apartment, Gu Xia Xia took off his high-heeled shoes and walked in barefoot for fear of soiling the extremely clean floor.

Mo ran came out of the study, wearing a gray knitted sweater, a white T-shirt inside, and a pair of gold rimmed glasses on his face, which seemed more in line with his elegant temperament.

The whole person is very scholarly.

Gu Xia Xia couldn't help being a flower maniac, "uncle, you are so handsome!"

Mo ran a Leng, then helplessly smile: "summer, my manuscript has not finished."

Gu Xia Xia regained his rightness. "How long will it take you to finish it?"

Mo ran raised his hand to look at the time, "it should be very late."

Gu summer nodded thoughtfully, "it's OK, then I'll wait for you here, you can when I don't exist, when you finish writing, I'll leave."

See if he procrastinates.

Mo ran low Mou to smile, lightly nodded a head, "well, you rest here, I go in to write, the thing here you can use at will, I have no secret."

Gu Xia Xia stepped forward with his hands on his back and stood on tiptoe. His bright eyes were staring at him. "Can you use it, too?"

Mo ran flashed something at the bottom of his eyes, raised his hand and pushed her head back, "I'll write."

Gu Xia Xia looked at him turning to enter the study and couldn't help laughing.

Did she lift Mo ran?

Sitting happily on the sofa, Gu Xia Xia turns on the TV in front of him, turns the sound volume to the minimum, and casually looks for a movie to watch.

Well, how can I say this feeling In the same space with Mo ran, it's a little happiness, but also a little inconceivable.

However, Mo Ran is still the same to her and doesn't like her at all. She doesn't know how long it will take for Mo ran to like her.

Maybe, Mo ran doesn't like a girl like her?