Chapter one hundred and thirty-five, gifts

"present? Isn't it AI's birthday today? Why would I have a present? "

The gift was prepared by Gong Haohui, who had photographed it as part of his beloved collection after attending a charity dinner with Luo Jiaojiao, i didn't think I'd have a reason to give it away so soon.

Moonlit night dim, moonlight through the bright window shine in, lit up the Gong Hao Hui angular have send the side face. Although the heart does not want to admit, but the gentle Gong Haohui is really very attractive, not careful, easy to let a woman into his gentle village, even Luo Ying is not surprised.

From his pocket, he took out the gift already prepared, gently placed in the hands of Luo Ying, looking at her eyes, deep magnetic voice seems to come from the raving, step by step to command her next heart.

"Open. "

Luo Ying seems to have received instructions, the brain has not had time to think, hands have automatically opened in front of this beautiful blue velvet box.

A delicate diamond necklace jumped out from the inside, fell in the eyes of Luo Ying, above the diamond, along with the gentle moonlight in this dark room bright flashing, it is hard to ignore its light.

Gong Haohui took the box, turned her over, long hands on her smooth neck. Feel the cold of His hands, Luo Ying tensed up the body.

"Like it? "

Gong Haohui gently put her hair to the front, put the necklace through her front, mouth attached to her ear, asked softly.

"like... like... "

Luo Ying now fully suspect that this man to her under the poison, let her whole person can not move, the brain stopped thinking, even the heart will jump out.

"Well... you still haven't told me... why you're giving me a gift... "

He does it all the time, and the last time he did it, he surprised her for no reason.

"I want to thank you. I want to thank you for giving me such a lovely son. Today is his birthday and your Crucifixion Day. At the same time, I also want to apologize to you. It's my fault that I wasn't there for you on such an important day. "

Gong had been thinking about that question a lot, when exactly did he Endlessly the woman in front of him?

Was it six years later? I'm afraid not. Perhaps, in his choice to accept her that night the moment, she has quietly lived in his heart, just need to repeatedly determine, he can safely express to her out of their own like.

"never mind. "

This sentence is also luoying want to say, after all, she provoked her first, so all the consequences of all this, she has to bear.

Besides, without this child, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to survive in this world. He was her faith.

With the necklace on and looking at the perfect profile of Luo Ying, Gong Haohui's male hormones are already on fire. A gentle kiss fell gently on her neck, and his hands began to grow restless.

"Sakura, May I? "

All this time, he had been holding back, resisting the urge to own her, knowing the hurt he had caused her.

So no matter what, she didn't want to force her.

To hear him ask, Luo Ying also somewhat surprised, before, he is every time the petulant, do as he pleases, now would like to ask her advice. The flame in the heart is constantly burning, in fact do not know from when, she has fully accepted this man.

Only Gong Haohui know, the more like, the more afraid of losing, so will be more careful.

"Good. "

With permission, Gong could no longer hold back his emotions. He laid her down on the bed as gently as he could and began to explore her. There was an ambiguous smell all over the room.

In a taxi.

The Summer Sun is always hot, although there is air-conditioning in the taxi, it still can not resist the heat wave coming from one layer after another. The air-conditioning gives off an ineffable smell, mixed with the body odour of various customers, the smell of the inside of the taxi is also complicated.

Although Tang Jing Yuan has been three layers inside and outside the spray a lot of perfume, but it is still a mixed type of odor.

It was with great difficulty that he finally found the job. Perhaps he was lucky, or he had the appearance of an honest man. At the end of the day, he did a lot of shopping. Who would have thought that every day he would come out of his house in a suit, in a job like this.

He did not tell Yang Mu snow, for fear of letting her down. It's just that sometimes, things don't work out the way you want them to, and then they do.

In the evening, Tang Jinyuan took orders online as usual. Then he arrived at his destination early and waited for the customers to get a taxi. The scorching sun finally went down a little bit. He was finally relieved, but at the end of the day, he was already wet with sweat, and he could feel the sticky sensation of his sweat, and he wanted to go home and take a hot bath.

As a result, when the so-called customer opened the car door, did not expect to be a different picture.

"Jinyuan, why you? Aren't you? "

When he heard the sound, Tang chin-yuan was really worried about how to solve his own stink. As a result, a familiar voice sounded in his ear. He raised his head Classical conditioning, met the eyes of the man in front of him, and his body froze for a second, but it was so easy.

"This is my new job. How about it? It's pretty good, right? "

Now that it has been discovered, there is no need to hide it any longer. He probably shouldn't have borrowed his ability in front of Yang Mu Xue in the first place, so she wouldn't expect anything.

Looking at her shocked and disappointed face, although Tang Jin yuan had already thought of, but the heart is still half cold.

"Didn't you tell me you found a good company? Why are you here? "

When Tang Jinyuan saw her face pressing forward at this moment, he felt a little irritable. He turned away from her face, "My father has burned me, " he said coolly. "I can't find any job that will satisfy you. How can you regret following a driver? Let me tell you, it's not too late to repent. I won't force you, and if you want to leave, I won't force you."

Love can not afford to compare, as if at this moment to see Yang Mu snow reaction, he Classical conditioning thought of Luo Ying.

If it was her, she would not have such a look, she would comfort him, and then accompany him to the end of it. That must be it.