What a nice view!
She is still so beautiful in sports and leisure clothes!
Tied up in a ponytail, sunny and youthful, it was so beautiful that his heart beat like a deer.
Sister Song stood beside her, looking at Gu Yanhao strangely.
This Young Master Gu is really unpredictable.
In the past two days, the whole face was extremely cloudy.
It's enough to smile so charmingly now, with spring in the corner of the mouth.
As soon as Song Wuyou entered the room, he saw the handsome and charming Gu Yanhao.
She froze for a moment.
Seeing a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at her affectionately from the bottom of his eyes.
She frowned slightly and asked, "You don't have to go to work today?"
Gu Yanhao pursed his lips and smiled slightly: "I've been waiting for you to come back."
Song Wuyou looked into his eager eyes and asked, "Do you have something to tell me?"
"Come here." Gu Yanhao said softly.
Song Wuyou came over and stood in front of him.
She smelled flowers.
She glanced behind him.
Gu Yanhao moved the flower to the front and handed it to her, his dark eyes flickered, "For you."
Ade, who came in with his luggage, was taken aback when he saw this scene.
The young master started to play lovers
Song Wuyou glanced at the beautiful roses, then raised his eyes, and looked at Gu Yanhao in puzzlement, "Why did you send me flowers?"
Isn't Valentine's Day already over
"A flower matches a beauty." Gu Yanhao said in a deep voice.
The voice is pleasant and the smile is charming.
Putting the flowers close to Song Wuyou, Song Wuyou's face looked even more beautiful against the backdrop of the flowers.
Song Wuyou pursed his lips, took the flowers, and said in a calm tone, "I'll go upstairs first."
Gu Yanhao: "..."
that's all
Sending her flowers, she just has this indifferent expression
Gu Yanhao turned around, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at her deeply.
Xu Jing passed in front of him carrying two paper bags.
When he looked back, he caught a glimpse of the rolled up paintings in the paper bag.
Gu Yanhao narrowed his eyes, "Wait a minute."
Xu Jing stopped and looked at him puzzled.
He came forward, took one of them and opened it.
Mugu's painting!
This one is not the one he saw, the one he saw was a woman sitting on a swing.
This one is a woman wearing battle armor, riding a horse and holding a spear.
Two paintings with different backgrounds, but the woman's face is the same.
Seeing this painting, Gu Yanhao's heart shook violently.
He put away the painting with one hand, grabbed Xu Jing's paper bag with the other, and strode upstairs.
Xu Jing looked at him in bewilderment, what's the matter
Song Wuyou returned to the room, put the bouquet of flowers on the dressing table casually, then turned around and went into the bathroom in the bedroom.
When she just closed the bathroom door, the flowers on the dressing table were too close to the table, the wind from the balcony blew in, the outer wrapping paper moved a bit, and then the whole bunch of flowers rolled to the ground.
Gu Yanhao strode in and saw Hua lying on the ground, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
This woman, don't you like the flowers he gave her
Even if you don't like it, you don't have to throw the flowers on the ground, right
Song Wuyou came out of the bathroom, and seeing Gu Yanhao was there, she froze for a moment.
Then she saw that he was holding a painting in his hand, and it was crumpled by him. She was startled, and rushed up, and said loudly: "Gu Yanhao, how can you take my painting like this!"
When she was about to snatch the painting, Gu Yanhao turned sideways to block her.
Gu Yanhao looked at her sullenly, his voice was as cold as ice, "Do you like this painting very much?"
"Give it back to me!" Song Wuyou walked around his body and took a step forward, but didn't see the flower under his feet clearly, and stepped on it.
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Let Gu Shaoyan, it's time to give him a few bitter fruits, don't feel sorry for him, you know