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Chapter 3262

    

friend, the engagement is even more false, and we have never been together!" You journalists should stop chasing shadows and affect my normal life! "reporters were all stupefied, and one of them said...Chapter 3262

Ling Yinuo sensed the man's line of sight and obviously misunderstood him. He stroked Xiao Meow's head and chuckled, "are you usually too mean to it"

as soon as she came, Xiao Meow stopped looking for him!

is obviously more intimate with her.

under the soft light, the girl's pure face became more intelligent and charming. The darker Ku Yun-ting's eyes were, he said in a faint voice, "it doesn't matter. I'll just leave for a while. It's always mine!"

"Yes, it's yours, and no one can take it!" Ling Yinuo spoke jokingly, bowed his head and drew a horizontal line on the book.

the man looked at the book and whispered, "as long as she comes back, I won't be mean to her!"

"Hmm" Ling Yinuo seems to understand this sentence to men.

however, Gu Yunting said nothing more. He seemed to have finished chatting and went back to his books.

at ten o'clock, Gu Yunting went to the kitchen to heat up a glass of milk and handed it to Ling Yinuo. "go back to bed after drinking it!"

Ling Yinuo put Xiao Meow on the sofa, stretched himself, took a sip of milk, and said, "then I'll go back, and you should go to bed early!"

"No TV series, no games, go to bed early, and have to go to work tomorrow."

"mm-hmm!" Ling Yinuo answered while drinking milk. Anyway, he didn't know what to do when he got home.

after drinking the milk, she put the empty cup on the table and began to pack her things.

"see you tomorrow!" The girl waved to him as she stood at the door to change her shoes.

Gu Yunting nodded, "good night!"

watching her enter the door, the man came back and went to the kitchen with an empty milk cup to brush it clean. It smelled like milk sweet on her body.

Gu Yunting put the washed cup on the cup holder, turned against the flow table, and took out a cigarette to light it.

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the blue and white smoke is filled with smoke, the familiar smell is inhaled into the lungs, and the cold and arrogant face of the man becomes blurred in the middle of the night.

he turned to look at the floor lamp which was still on in the living room, his heart and lungs were enriched, and the whole person was unspeakably relaxed.

the long night is no longer darkness and suffering for him, but becomes warm and full of expectation.

looking forward to the next night, looking forward to her sitting next to him, filling so many gaps in his life with her smile and voice.

*

on Wednesday, after work in the evening, Ning Fei asked someone to book a private room in the 9th residence to celebrate Ling Yinuo's promotion.

as soon as he got off work, Ling Yinuo immediately sent a message to Gu Yunting, telling him that he would have a party with his colleagues in the evening and that he would go back late and ask him to find someone to take care of Xiao Meow.

Gu Yunting called directly, "where is the party"

Ling Yinuo said truthfully, "Mansion Nine."

"well, Ning Fei is also going."

after a moment's silence, Gu Yunting said, "when will it be over I'll pick you up!"

seems to be afraid of Ling Yinuo's refusal, the man added, "you didn't drive, and it's not safe to take a taxi at night. I happened to be nearby."

Ling Yinuo didn't squeeze either, and replied happily, "OK, I'll tell you at the end."

Gu Yunting also urged, "drink less."

"got it!"

hung up the phone, colleague Zhu Jiajia came to stop her shoulder, "report with your family"

"No!" Ling Yinuo said, after knowing it, he thought that he really seemed to be reporting with Gu Yunting.

but these days they all eat together in the evening. She can't go back to dinner or take care of Xiao Meow. It's right to talk to him. so quiet, under the bustling picture, two people sit on the sofa, one is tall and cold, the other is pure and gentle, occasionally whispering, occasionally writing quietly, and the light from the war...