CEO Above, Me Below

Chapter 563: I am him, I am dead (reading a cake, r

Chapter 563: I am him. If you are dead, you have a reading cake.

"Oh."

Gong Ou became a worm, and his eyes fixed on her lips. The extra mouth was dry, and the woman couldn’t talk endlessly. He couldn’t stand it.

**** it.

He wants to restrain.

He must restrain.

When Xiao Nian put his neck on his toes, he said, "Would you have any way to stabilize the situation here?"

"Oh."

"I won’t kill Murqin at that time."

When Xiao Nian suddenly felt that this kind of Gong Ou had recovered a little cute, even stupid would only respond to her voice.

However, she now figured it out, whether he is not cute, cold or indifferent, she can, she fully accepts, will not worry about it again.

"Oh." Gongou stared at her lips and responded again. Suddenly reacted, her eyes were clear and her face was cold and cold, and she was about to reprimand, and Xiao Nian had already plunged into his arms happily.

"I know that you still care about me, I am not self-satisfied."

When Xiao Nian sees Gong Ou, he is full of joy.

Fortunately, she is not like the whistle and Mu Qianchu, she still has time to regret, not everyone has a chance to regret, isn't it?

""

Miyao was forced into her arms by her, and her thoughts fell.

He turned to look at the side of Feng De, Feng De nodded immediately, Feng De used to mediate, the bald heads were downcast, looking at Gong Ou, "Mr. Gong, this"

"Do you have any objections?"

Gong Ou opened coldly, his eyes slanted indifferently, and the gas field was full.

"No, no, then we will retreat first." The bald head toward the palace, Ou Gong respected and nodded, and turned to the side of Mu Qianchu. "It doesn't matter if you are lucky, you are now a funeral dog."

Said, the bald head took his hand and left the car to leave, and was busy again.

I thought that Gong Ou came to help, and the result was to protect the beginning of the thousand.

When Xiao Nian stood beside Gong Ou, he reached out and hugged his arm and watched the group leave, giving him a slight sigh of relief.

As long as Gongao, any trouble can be solved.

After four years, she almost forgot this.

When Xiao Nian looked at Gong Ou, Gong Ou squinted at her, her eyes were cold. "What are you and Mu Qianchu? If you forget your parents, I will kill you here." in."

""

When he was young, he looked at him strangely.

"Look at what I do," Miyao is cold and icy.

Obviously she doesn't care what Miyake looks like, but the tone of his speech makes her feel a little shadow of the former Miyako.

She is konjac.

"Nothing." When Xiao Nian looked at him, "I will tell you slowly."

When Xiao Nian said, he turned his head and looked forward to Mu Qianchu, who stood not far away. He stood there, his eyes were half closed, and his hands were full of wounds. He was very quiet and quiet like the one without him.

""

Miyau Ou looked at the past coldly, his eyes twitched, and a sigh of anger flickered.

Back in the retro villa, Feng Dedimu first wrapped the wound on his hand. Mu Qian was sitting in the chair at the door. The whole person was bathed in the sun, and one face was gray and dead. I have no sorrow, a pair of eyes looking at the front, but nothing can be seen.

"The whole thing is like this." Shi Xiaonian stood on the railing of the river bank and said what happened in Italy these two days. The sight was cast in the direction of Mu Qianchu.

"The flute is dead"

Gong Ou asked, the tall body was in front of a small moment in front of her, blocking her view.

"Yeah." When Xiaonian nodded, she mentioned that her eyes were sour and sour. "I was caught off guard. I didn't want to face her with a good face before she was alive. But when she was shot, I suddenly felt those It’s nothing in the past, and the past has passed.”

Gong Ou Hei squinted at her indifferently, his lips squatting. "Then you have disappeared from Mu Qianchu."

When I mentioned Mu Qianchu, Shimian’s eyes were worried.

What can I say to make her clear about her feelings about Mu Qianchu? It is too complicated, complicated, she doesn't want to think about it, just want to forget, forgetting will make her feel better.

"Four years ago, I stabbed him a knife, and the blame has been written off." When Xiao Nian looked up and looked at Gong Ou, his eyes were red and he reached out and grabbed his hand. "So forget it."

She had been entangled in Mu Qianchu for six years. She once thought about sharing her life and thought about killing him.

At the end of the day, none of them got the ones they really wanted.

"I stabbed him without a knife." Gong Ou looked at her coldly and sneered. "His life is really big."

Actually live to the present.

""

When the little thoughts are coveted.

"Tell me, your decision."

Miyao stared at her coldly.

"The flute is dead, I hope to find her body buried, and then give the parents a sum of money so that they can still spend their old age. As for Mu Qianchu, I want to trouble you to find the family, let him go back to the home, so He has someone to take care of." Shi Xiaonian said, this is her idea, and now no one can take care of it.

Mu Jia’s former family was so big that he would suspect that this son is a blind person. Now it should have changed a lot.

"You think about him quite thoughtfully." Gong Ouyi gave her a glance, her face was deep, her voice was cloudy, and she looked down at the river in front of her, and her voice was cold. "Then you just kissed me, is it just to save?" He is afraid that I will let those people kill him."

"Ah," Xiao Nian turned to look at him, and some helplessly pulled his sleeve. "How could I, I kiss you because I miss you too much."

From the time she arrived in Italy, she discovered that she could think of Miyau in any words she heard.

She knew that she had left the palace, but today she knows how inseparable she is.

Hearing the words, Gong Ou heard like a ghost crying, a pair of eyes staring at her, when Xiao Nian was stared at him uncomfortable, "I said these words are very strange?"

How did he keep his eyes so big?

Upon hearing this, Gong Ou squinted her eyes and stared at her low-pitchedly. She reached out and grabbed her chin. Junpeng approached her. "When you come to Italy, you will take sweet words to swear."

It’s only two days, who taught, Mu Qianchu

"So, have I got you?"

When Xiao Nian let him hold his chin, he asked with a smile.

"No." Gong Ou let go, coldly turned his face, staring at the river below the railing, licking his lips, half a sigh, he looked at her again, "What did you say?"

"Is it yours?"

When Xiao Nian repeated.

"Not this sentence." Gong Ou stared at her face, cold and a handsome Pang, "What you said today is different from the letter you wrote before."

Written letter

When Xiao Nian spent a few seconds, he asked calmly, "You mean that I said in my letter that I don’t love you, but now I love you again."

"What are you doing?"

Palace Europe is cold and authentic.

"Don't do anything, don't you know that women are fickle?" Xiao Nian said with a smile.

""

Changeable.

Is she so fickle?

"You are hungry when you come, it’s better for us to go out and eat something." Xiao Nian looked at him and asked.

Gong Ouyi gave her a look. "Whoever rushed, I just came here to patrol."

It is not specifically for her.

"Yes?" Xiao Nian did not mind his yin and yang strangeness, took him to go inside, and went in to see Mu Qianchu, when Xiao Nian’s eyes groaned, I saw his hands wrapped in thick A layer of gauze.

It is estimated that Mu Qianchu is not in the mood to go out to eat now.

"I am going to cook. I remember that there is a supermarket not far away. You can go with me." When Xiao Nian took the palace and went out.

"I want to accompany me when I buy food."

Miyao dissatisfied with her, she used him as a man, maid

"Go."

When Xiao Nianqiang dragged him away, Gongou earned his own hand and stared at her coldly. "No, I have to stay and talk to him."

His face is gloomy.

Just now he was tempted by her kiss for a while, does not mean that he really wants to let Mu Qianchu so easily.

He talked with Mu Qianchu

When I think of that picture, I will not shudder at the time, and Gongao will not be as violent as before, but it seems that he has always been concerned about Mu Qianchu.

Thinking this way, Shi Xiao Nian walked away from the palace and left the country without hesitation, and clasped his arms with both hands.

When Mu Qianchu was sitting at the door, the sun shone his face and looked particularly gray. He faced the outside without saying a word, like he had lost the ability to speak.

When Xiao Nian will go to the palace Euler.

After a long walk, the two walked over to the bridge, and Miyagami opened the hand of Xiaoyan’s hand. "You are afraid of what I am not like before, I will not kill him. You are so protective of him." ”

"When you want to talk to him," Xiao Nian stood by and asked seriously.

"The dialogue between men."

"I listen."

"If I were him, I was dead." Gong Ou coldly opened.

""

When Xiao Nian listened to his words, he reluctantly spread his hand and looked at him. "You know why I am pulling you away. You are now saying this is sharper than a knife."

Mu Qianchu has nothing at all, and even the flute is not by his side. If Miyau does not say this again, isn’t it forced to die?

"At least I didn't do it myself." Gong Ou was cold and cold, and I was calmly treating it.

"Is there a difference?"

When Xiao Nian asked.

Gong Ou turned and returned. When he reached out, he grabbed his sleeve and looked at him with his black and white eyes. "Miyao."

The water under the bridge is constantly flowing.

On the long bridge, two people stood on it, and the sun fell on the bridge surface as a beautiful painting.

Gong Ou lowered her head and stared at her hand with cold eyes, cold face, "let go."

He has to go to irony, but why still let Mu Qianchu such a scum.

When Xiao Nian greeted him with a cold sight, he said with a word and a word, "Miyao, I know that you are me, you want to help me take back my family's property."

He provoked the turmoil here and allowed those parties to kill each other. It was to let Mu Qianchu completely go his own way and hand over the family's property.

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