The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Gutingshen is undoubtedly beautiful, but in this kind of weak light, that face appears to be a bit scary.

At least - in the eyes of the little mischievous, it was the sorceress shuro.

"Damn it!" The little mischievous scolded him. He knew that Gu tingshen was so difficult to do, and he should have slipped directly.

Gu tingshen was unarmed when the two men were fighting. The little mischievous had a knife in his hand, though he finally gave the man a uniform. But guttingshen was injured in his hand.

Blood was looking at it.

The little mischievous has fainted past, Gu tingshen kicked on the little mischievous body, looked at the bar behind him, forget it. Now Shen Guanlin is not sure which woman he is on. He still doesn't disturb his good deeds.

"Hello? You come over. " Gu tingshen finally called zhouhaoqin and reported an address, and asked him to come over. After a dozen minutes, Zhou Haoqin came over efficiently. He saw his long body standing on the wall, and seemed to be tired. He was lying in front of him. He looked at it close and found that he was a man.

"President, what happened?"

Zhouhaoqin hurriedly asked, but saw Gu tingshen just hang his head. Put his hand at his hand, zhouhaoqin found that he had a wound in his hand, which was even more surprised. But he dared not ask more about Gu's cold eyes. Gu said, "take this man away.". Look up. "

"Yes."

People were called by zhouhaoqin to take away, zhouhaoqin drove Gu tingshen back in person, and on the way back, he smelled the wine smell on Gu tingshen. He asked two more words: "president, you are going to drink today?"

"Nonsense."

Does he look like he's fighting?

Gu tingshen said that began to lean behind to keep his eyes closed. Always the face of the good added a little tired, zhouhaoqin no longer asked, will Gu tingshen sent back.

When guttingshen went back, the lights were all dark.

The wound in the hand has scabbed by simple bandage. He went upstairs with the sensitivity of the darkness, and saw the Houn in the bed curled up into a group by moonlight, which seemed to be very insecure.

No conscience.

Gu Tingshen make complaints about it. He is tired. He takes a shower simply and goes straight to bed.

"Well..."

The dream of the Huo Nian only felt the bed collapsed down a piece. She muttered discontentedly, and then slept again. I don't know how long ago. Grandma always looked at her with a kind smile, touching her face intimately.

"I think. How about grandma letting you go to school when you grow up a little more? "

"Don't go to school, and always be with grandma." The little girl pouted her mouth, and she was wearing clothes not required by her neighbors. She looked like she had a long sleeve.

Grandma frowned at the words immediately. "What can I do without reading? If you don't go to school, grandma will be angry! "

"Grandma, don't be angry. Read and earn money. Buy a big house for grandma later! Grandma doesn't have to work hard. " Reading holding grandma's face, he kissed her.

The picture turns, huoniannian works back, suddenly sees a group of people surrounded in front of their own home. They shouted, she was surprised, threw away the things on her hand and ran over, and saw grandma fainting at the door of the house. Huonianian grabbed grandma's hand and cried out panic, "hurry up, call an ambulance! Grandma Grandma, you stick to it... "

Eyes seem to have crystal tears down, the heart of the place is stuffy like breathless, huonian open eyes, see sleeping next to his own Gu tingshen, he seems to sleep is not very down-to-earth, eyebrows slightly frown.