All The Male Leads Have Blackened

Cen Simiao looked at the customer information, and there was a price note next to it. The lamp on the bedside is on, and the contour of the cheek is reflected on the wall. This was Lu Mi's visit to her office during the day, pretending to be left unintentionally.

The form was done carefully, with a cursory look, the eyes fixed on the four characters in the lower right corner.

Only owe Dongfeng.

Imitate Gu Yu's handwriting.

In the morning, she knocked on Gu Yu's door. After entering, he found that he was wearing a tie in one hand and picking a suit to be worn in one hand. Cen Simiao couldn't take it anymore, breathing fell on his throat, his eyes were serious.

Gu Yu dropped her eyes and saw her charming brows.

The tie was tied, and at the end, he accidentally touched his chin, Cen Simiao bent his eyes, his eyes darkened, but he saw her turn to the front of the closet.

Holding the clothes, he said softly: "Will you wear this one?"

He moved his eyes and nodded.

Over the next few days, Gu Yu was suddenly so busy that all the orders that were about to be finalized were all in soup.

He can make Dad Gu look at him differently, and it is inseparable from performance, but recently he has missed frequently and is a long way behind his peers.

Gu Yu gritted his teeth, and the whole man was irritable.

Cen Simiao speaks softly and is very considerate. When he stays up late, he never forgets to send a bowl of soup. Wu Yunrui couldn't touch anyone for a long time, and she felt a little flustered.

Cen Simiao caught the call and she lowered her voice. "My brother is busy. If you are in a hurry, tell me first and I will tell him."

She couldn't say a word, and Cen Simiao heard that there was no movement and hung up.

After waiting for a few days to pass, it was Gu Yu, who was very impatient, and Wu Yunrui's depressed mood finally broke out, crying a few times.

Coincidentally, I got the news that a single business was stolen by another new company.

He slammed his cellphone in anger.

Gu's eyes were getting colder and colder, as long as he saw Gu Yu, there was nothing to curse. Then, Cen Simiao comforted him with guilt, sometimes red eyes.

From the beginning, Gu Yu's depression gradually turned into a vent. She whispered at Cen Simiao, and finally grabbed her arm with a sullen expression: "Where am I doing wrong, I will be so cursed!"

Cen Simiao lowered her eyelids and didn't make a noise.

Gu Yu became more and more angry. He was about to lose his mind. Suddenly a back of his hand became hot. He froze and saw Cen Simiao was crying.

He stiffened, pursed his lips, and wiped the tears on her face, feeling only that his fingertips were hot and his heart was trembling.

Things are going well, the only downside is that the new company is understaffed.

Cen Simiao talked with Lu Mi about recruiting people, but didn't say a few words. Lu Mi also mentioned when to resign. She took the strokes and said a few days later, it was not the time yet.

Lu Mi tilted her head and suddenly said, "You won't pit me?"

She looked up: "How come, I especially talk about credit."

Lu Mi didn't believe it at all.

Recently busy with Yu Yu's affairs, An Zeru was a bit indifferent. He didn't find her abnormally, and he often took time off from work.

Cen Simiao pondered for a while and called.

An Ze Ruwo was at home, sketching and scrapping a dozen manuscripts before designing a pleasing one. The phone was set aside and glanced.

He just held the phone and the bell rang.

There was a soft voice: "I miss you."

An Zeru took a short breath, grinned, and heard him say, "How about coming home this afternoon?"

He was particularly stingy: "Is it good?"

The Gu family prepared a lot of dishes and waited for good wine. Gu Da's expression was displeased and he blamed Cen Simao, why not say in advance.

Cen Simiao said lightly: "He's not an outsider, just eat whatever he wants."

As soon as the words came out, Gu Yu froze. He looked down at Cen Simiao's expression, but found that she lowered her head to chat with An Zeru with her mobile phone, and the smile on her lips was obvious.

His bent eyes revealed doubts. When no one was in the living room, she stood up and walked to her. Cen Simiao didn't notice it. Gu Yu tightened her chin: "What are you doing?"

Suddenly, Cen Simiao didn't respond. She raised her eyes and was a little stupid: "Brother."

He fluttered, grabbed her arm, and bent his eyes, "When have you been so good to him?"

Cen Simiao stared at him for a long time, suddenly smiling happily, throwing the phone aside, holding his arm, his voice murmured: "I'm very happy."

When it was time for dinner, Cen Simiao was sitting on the sofa in the living room and holding a mirror to look at her makeup. Suddenly she heard the door bell, and she came to spirit.

An Zeru wears extremely sharp, looks like a promising young man. She raised a brow and bent over to give him slippers. An Zeru lowered her eyes and saw her posture. She had a thin waist and pursed her lips.

Cen Simiao led him to the living room and sat down.

He looked up and looked upstairs, especially quiet: "Is it late?"

She bent her lips, "It's not too late, just right."

Gu Yu's expression was a bit decadent. When she saw An Zeru, her eyebrow smiled and she became more energetic. He sat over and wanted to talk, but he saw that An Zeru was talking to Cen Simiao.

He pursed his lips and didn't speak again. An Zeru took out the cigarette from his pocket, threw it on the coffee table, and spoke to Gu Yu sideways: "This smoke is good. You can try it when you are free."

But I heard: "Xi Chen doesn't like smelling smoke, I try not to smoke now."

An Zeru raised an eyebrow and took a look at Cen Simiao, which was quite meaningful and chuckled.

After a while, Gu's father hadn't come downstairs, Gu Yu got up to find him. There were only two of them left in the living room. Cen Simiao didn't speak, got up to the table, followed by footsteps.

An Zeru lowered his eyelids, pulled the chair open, and the sound of crossing the floor was particularly harsh. He didn't sit up. Supporting the table, leaned slightly. Cen Simiao was pouring wine and glanced at him.

"You haven't eaten for a few days, and your eyes look like hungry wolves."

An Zeru lifted her chin slightly, moved suddenly, reached her, put her hand around her shoulders, and laughed on her lips: "I lived as long as I was hungry."

"Why, are you going to relieve me?"

Cen Simao didn't look over her head, didn't look at him, suddenly her waist was tight, her toes were off the ground, and the whole person was held by him. She squeezed An Zeru's neck, looked up, and exclaimed, making his chest itch.

He went to the kitchen and put Cen Simiao next to the cupboard, and she was hanging all over. Looking at An Zeru, he raised his eyebrow: "You say, what should I do to make it delicious?"

As soon as Cen Simiao was about to speak, she heard the voice of Gu Yu shouting upstairs. She took a moment to look away and looked at the stairs. An Zeru frowned: "When can you even smell the smoke?"

Cen Simiao's voice softened: "What do you want?"

His eyes were dark, with a fruit plate next to him, and he reached for a piece: "Open his mouth."

Cen Simiao was obedient and bit a half.

She raised a brow and heard a slight noise upstairs, bent her lips, and leaned to the side, pinching his neck, the two were close to the nose.

Bite the other half of the fruit exposed to the air, touch the lips lightly, then kiss hard. Cen Simiao was short of breath, and could not breathe, and her eyes were moist.

Gu Yu stood at the entrance of the staircase, his face turned blue and his body stiff.

An Zeru gasped slightly, his voice hoarse: "Do you like me?"