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Chapter 897 two people's worries

"Did you find his last contact information?" Asked Gong ou.

"It has been found. Can I send it to you now?"

Replied the other respectfully.

"Send it right away." Gong Ou said in a cold voice, "in addition, to live, to die. Keep looking for me! "


Gong Ou hangs up the phone, turns to the video file again, and looks at the picture of burning gifts inside. His black eyes are deeper and deeper.

When Xiaonian was warmly pressed to the table by he Bo, aunt he served the dishes on the table. When Xiaonian sat there looking, he said, "uncle he, aunt he, your family has not changed at all."

"The old man and the old woman want to change. Even the daughter goes to the big city to develop and seldom comes back." Aunt he said with emotion.

He Bo sat down and looked at it. Xiaonian said, "I said Xiaonian, what's the matter with your family?"


When Xiaonian sat there stiffly and pulled out a slightly embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry, uncle he, he has dug a hole in your family's hundred year old tree."

"It's a small thing. We old people are happy to see young people with us. We don't care about those things." He Bo said and helped the old glasses. "It's your family's burning things that were buried in the first thousand years. What's the matter?"

"I've had a lot of things since I left my hometown. I can't say clearly for a while. I'll see my husband don't mention qianchu in front of him." At that time, Xiaonian thought that Gong Ou's jealousy for mu qianchu had gone deep into the marrow. She didn't want to bother him any more.

"All right, all right." He Bo nodded. "Come on, have a meal. Eat the pickled pickled pickled pickled melons. You and Xiaodi liked this most when they were young."

"Thank you, uncle he."

When Xiaonian smiled, picked up the chopsticks and was about to move them. A tall figure came in from outside, blocking the direction of the sun.

"Xiaonian husband, come quickly. The dishes and chopsticks are ready. Come and eat."

He Bo hurriedly stands up and greets Gong ou.

When Xiaonian sat there, she was worried. She was too clear about Gong Ou's temperament. How could he eat other people's dishes? She looked at Gong Ou's indifferent face. Her eyes turned quickly, wondering whether to let Gong Ou eat with her or whether she took the initiative to leave.

Before thinking about it, Gong Ou sat down beside her, took a spoon, scooped out a mouthful of porridge and put it into her mouth.


When Xiaonian opened his eyes in amazement and looked at the people beside him in disbelief, thinking that his vision was wrong.

"Why do you look at me like this?"

Gong Ou glances at her coldly.

He doesn't eat anything other than her? It's so strange that I can sit down and eat breakfast without her shouting or her advice.

Gong Ou said that she had changed when she went back home this time, but she felt that he was the one who had changed.


In the face of aunt he, Xiaonian didn't say anything, so Xiaoxiao continued to drink porridge and eat vegetables.

"This is chef Li's bun dough sticks on the street. You can have a taste."

He Bo enthusiastically filled their porridge bowls with steamed dough sticks. The good ones sank into the porridge. Even the white porridge was covered with a layer of oil.

When Xiaonian looks at Gong Ou nervously, but the unexpected rage doesn't exist. Gong Ou takes a mouthful of oil stick expressionless. When Xiaonian looks at it, he can't understand it, but he can't say that he can only eat breakfast with it.

"I'm so happy to see you back. I watched your children grow up together and go out together. There are more and more old people in this community. How can I be as happy as before?" He Bo said with a sigh.

"Has moqian ever come back?"

Gong Ou suddenly asked him coldly.

He Bo immediately looks at shixiaonian and waits for her sign. Shixiaonian frowns and sighs.

Seeing this, he Bo had to say, "I haven't seen him come back. I haven't heard from him for a long time. I saw you both on TV."

They all have great achievements.

Gong Ou eats the last piece of oil on the chopsticks, puts down the chopsticks, takes out a gold stamping business card from his pocket and puts it in front of he Bo. He takes out a pen and quickly writes down a string of numbers on it. His voice is cold. "If you see mu qianchu, call me and I will give you a good house."


He Bo and his wife are all stunned there.

When Xiaonian was stunned, Gong ou never gave his personal number to others.

Is he in such a hurry to find qianchu?

What if I find it? It's all burnt like those old things? But it's not right. If he wants to move for thousands of years, he won't wait until now.

When Xiaonian didn't understand what Gong Ou was thinking.

When he came out of his house, the sun was bigger and the bodyguards were filling the earth under the big trees.

When Xiaonian watched Gong Ou in silence all the time, he walked along the trace of his walking, with his hands in his school uniform pocket. From a distance, he looked like a follower of Gong ou.

Gong Ou goes straight ahead. After thinking for a long time, Xiao Nian finally decides to ask, "Gong..."


Gong Ou grabs a tree on the side of the road, bends over and spits out his breakfast.

"What's the matter?"

When Xiaonian rushes forward nervously and holds Gong Ou's arm.

"I don't like fried dough sticks." Gong Ou raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth and turned her around to prevent her from looking at the filth he was spitting.

When small read back to his stand turn body, can only ask, "you don't like to eat still eat two?"

"You don't like it very much. Don't you like the so-called human flavor?"

Gong Ou pushes her forward from behind.

"But you don't like it."

When Xiaonian frowned, in fact, in her opinion, Gong Ou was not picky about food at all. As long as she made it, whether raw or cooked, he could eat it with relish, not to mention spit it out.

"I'll try."

Gong Ou's voice was muffled.


When Xiaonian was shocked, the man was pushed forward like a machine by Gong ou, facing the sunshine all over the sky, and whispered, "I'll cook for you later, instead of going to other people's houses to eat."

At least he could eat what she did, and he never hated it.


Gong ouying's voice was very low, like it came from the deep throat.

"Go back and I'll cook you some more porridge."

When small read again way, some worry about his body.


Gong Ou answered again, more depressed than before.

When Xiaonian bit her lips, why did she hear that Gong Ou's tone was full of worries? Must it be her illusion?


The afternoon sunshine is so warm that I feel lazy and sleepy outside my personality.

When Xiaonian stood on the balcony to answer the phone, people unconsciously walked around on the balcony. Over the phone was her friend Xia Yu, who was excitedly saying, "President Gong Da is so small-minded and jealous that he burned all the gifts many years ago."


When Xiaonian listened in silence, she also had nowhere to talk, just as Xiayu called and said something.

"It's too much to eat this little vinegar. You take him to see where you grew up. What a beautiful and romantic journey to return, but he only wants to burn his admiration for the gift." Xia Yu was angry for her, and then said with emotion, "ah, sometimes people like President Gong don't know whether they are lucky or unlucky. I think it's terrible to burn gifts."

It's scary to think about that picture.

Smell speech, when small read stopped on the balcony step, serious tunnel, "know Gong Ou is the biggest lucky in my life."

If she hadn't known Gong ou, she would have fallen down completely a long time ago, not today.

"Gee, you're possessed, too." Xia Yu teased her, "go ahead, one of you is willing to go mad, the other is willing to connive, what can I say as an onlooker?"

When small read some helpless, "small rain, I do not mean that."

Xia Yu smiled. "I know you don't mean that, just want to complain and complain with me. Don't worry, I will be the best trash can."

When Xiaonian looks at the empty bed, she wakes up in the afternoon and doesn't see Gong ou. She calls and looks for gifts, as if she has found the sixth palace.

No, it's the sixth house.

"Xiaoyu, what do you mean Gong Oufei is going to find qianchu?" Shi Xiaonian said, turning his eyes to look at the distance, "at the beginning of the millennium, Gong ou and I are no longer going to pursue his whereabouts. I don't understand why we should look for him at this time."

In her opinion, the vinegar she should have had was long gone.

At that time, Gong Ou was too jealous. Now he has all of her. Why.

"Did you stimulate him by taking him back to the old house? So he was still unwilling to let go of the first thousand years, and decided to find it back and abuse it again? " Xia Yu guesses, "with the palace president's disposition absolute can do come out."


"When small read hang Mou," perhaps, I really shouldn't take him to this return trip

Everything is off track.

"And you?" Summer rain suddenly asked.

"What am I?"

When Xiaonian was asked, he was stunned.

"If President Gong finds someone, you will continue to connive him to abuse mu qianchu again?" Xia Yu is not an easy person to catch the key points, but this time she clearly caught them. "You didn't say that muqianchu is your most thorough past style. You don't want to hate without love, but now this situation What are you going to do? Muqianchu now has nothing and is still blind. "

Continue to indulge?

When Xiaonian stood there stiffly, unable to answer at all. A gust of wind blew over her pale face. She reproached herself that everything was her fault. She shouldn't think of going back here.

She was wrong.

"I need to think about it."

Shi Xiaonian then hung up the phone, turned around and walked inside, laying the quilt on the bed.

What is she going to do?

Now, what can she do? I hope mu qianchu won't be found by Gong ou. This past really doesn't need to be mentioned or hurt again.

She took a look at the time and estimated that Gong Ou would still be looking for a gift to burn.

She went to her bedroom and saw a laptop on the single bed.