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Chapter 222: Entering the Cold(1/2)

Gu Qinghan felt that everything was pushing the boat smoothly, but what she didn't expect was that the convenience store ...

There is no needle.

Is this God?

Is God that the timing is not yet mature, and even if you break through, you can't ask for a child or something else?

Or is it because I have no common sense of life?

Gu Qinghan's courage that was difficult to mention was reduced again. She held the car steering wheel tightly, but she did not start the engine.

If there is a child, it is good to have a child, she is thinking in her heart, and now she is bored. If there is a child, she can tease when she is boring in the future.

Do you feel trouble?

When you are not bored, you can throw the child to the parents of both parties.

The question now is -if you secretly tie your needle yourself, will it be not friendly to Lu Yang?

Gu Qinghan felt that Lu Yang didn't want to have such a fast progress. After all, there was a child who struggled at the age. Even if he rushed to his career, there would always be constraints behind him.

Just when she was confused, I didn't know if she had a needle, and the phone suddenly sounded.

It's Lu Yang.

"Did you go home?" Lu Yang's voice was lazy, "Go to the supermarket to buy some fruits, and buy some snacks appropriately. When you are bored in the future, you can eat it."

The sudden snack ban was lifted, and Gu Qinghan stunned.

Before you spoke, Lu Yang said again, "By the way, if you want to go to the seafood market to buy two big crabs, you must go to Yangpu's seafood market to buy it.

Don't bother others, go for yourself. "

"Is there a happy event?" Gu Qinghan asked.

"Hmm ..." Lu Yang said, "That's it, I'm busy first."

The phone hangs up.

What Lu Yang said was all requests, but Gu Qinghan's corner of his mouth hooked his smile.

What is Yangpu's seafood market, the place is far from the recording studio, and there is a direction from the home. It takes a lot of time to go back to home.

Obviously, Lu Yang just wanted to drag himself.

It's so tender ...

Almost all are about to write "I have surprises tonight" and "Tonight to push down" on the paper.

Gu Qinghan sat in the car quietly, humming softly on her mouth, and she sang the melody that didn't know where she didn't know where. The melody was relaxed and joyful. Her mood was the same.

Lu Yang wants to push himself.

If you are not kind, don't blame yourself.

Thinking of this, Gu Qinghan continued to drive the vehicle into the parking lot of the mall. She all armed into the supermarket. She wanted to buy not only fruits and snacks she wanted to eat.

And the needle that I didn't buy just now.

Elastic

at this time.

Home.

Lu Yang looked at the pink balloon with a small half of the box, and sighed gently.

It was only more than four in the afternoon. He began to blow since Gu Qinghan left his home. Originally, there was a air tube. The efficiency of the air pocket was too poor.

There are countless pink balloons that have been swollen around him. These are squeezed into a ball, like a pink air bubble sea.

These are things that make up to create an atmosphere. With Lu Yang's brain and experience in previous lives, he can't think of any other ways.

Although you can also copy the confession words of others.

But this kind of thing is better to come by yourself.

Now you just need to hang a balloon in the entire room. The balloon in front of him has been blown. Gu Qinghan was taken away by him. When he wanted to come home, everything was arranged.

That's it, but Lu Yang still feels that his operation has problems. The balloon stickers here are crooked. The balloon there is a bit higher. Although it does not affect the overall situation, he just wants to be perfect.

He tossed for more than half an hour, and finally the arrangement was completed.

The vulgar but indispensable flowers are ready. Placed in the center of the coffee table, the surrounding walls are covered with pink balloons, and some are lying on the ground to run around the wind.

Lu Yang sketched the picture of the meeting in his mind. Gu Qinghan held the big bag and entered the door with a large bag. After a stun, he walked in the pink bubble sea and smiled. She looked around and walked towards him.

The eyes are all love.

And Lu Yang also hugged.

He did not have much goal before that, and he did not have much longing for marriage. He remembered many good songs and good movies in the previous life.

But that's before.

At the beginning, it may be because the father -in -law urged marriage, and it may also feel matched, so he thought of being with Gu Qinghan.

Then, then

It's different now.

Although there is no influence of outsiders, he will still like the same person. Perhaps the time of being together is different, but he is sure that this person is this person, and in the end it is her.

—— Gu Qinghan.

He really fell in love with this woman named Gu Qinghan. She was once famous for acting. Later, she was notorious because of the problem of songs. She changed her because of her addition.

But she did not change.

She is a natural beauty, and the world will admire her beauty. Her good looks can easily make the world ignore her other places, but those things will still glow, the most attractive to Lu Yang is her soul.

She is a variety of, or she is a beauty with many noodles. She can be frosty in front of the media. She is known as an iceberg. She can also use the trumpet on Weibo to spray the Quartet and the keyboard man.

When the vest was dismantled, he would also be coquettish to him, and shouted a brother weakly.

In any case, finally want to try to eat food.

Thinking about it, Lu Yang came to the window of the photo. The photos were all her, and only her. In the playground, in the crew, in the crew, in the red carpet ... The changes were very beautiful and envious.

That kind of beauty.

Lu Yang imagined the scene at the time. Gu Qinghan was all smiled, not from the heart. Later, there was really a youthful smile, as if he was with himself.

It turned out to be missing myself ...

Lu Yang smiled narcissisticly, took out the shot from the room, took a selfie, and frame the film with a photo in the middle of the "Gu Qinghan".

In the photo, he opened his arms, as if Gu Qinghan, who looked like, took it into his arms.

She is back!

It has entered autumn, and in the evening, the sunset in the sky shines, giving them a magnificent golden color. The most wonderful painter in the world is difficult to prepare such colors.

painting.

There are horses and lions formed by Liuyun, as well as the avatars that watch everything. Everything is available. You can find anything you want to find.

But Gu Qinghan thought.

Everything is like love.

She took a deep breath, unbuttoned the door lock, and stepped into the door.

Although she was prepared, Gu Qinghan stood in place dumbfounded.

The emperor crab purchased for two hours has fallen to the ground, and the big bags have fallen. The wind ball brought by the object when the object falls, floats to her and Lu Yang's middle.

They are looking at it.

There is a balloon in the middle.

This is enough. Because of the expansion, the epidermis of the balloon is very thin. Even if they cover their sight, they can still see the other person's hazy figures and pupils.

What should I say at this time?

Gu Qinghan thought for a while, and he couldn't think of the answer for a while. He could only mention the shopping bag bought in the supermarket and run into the room.

"I have something to do, you are busy first." She only left this sentence.

Lu Yang: "..."

What kind of thing is this!

The hug and kiss plot were gone. Gu Qinghan's first reaction was actually turning around and running?

Probably want to prepare psychological preparations.

Lu Yang was too lazy to think, picking up the remaining bags, and ran to the kitchen to continue busy.

In the room.

Gu Qinghan opened the bedside table, picked up the small umbrella, and took out the needle purchased in the supermarket.

Aiming, tie in.
To be continued...
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