Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Chapter 999 is crying like an abandoned child.

Gu Qingcheng did not say anything and nodded, and got into the car.

Gu Qingcheng now lives in Russia's third largest city, Yekaterinburg.

Yekaterinburg is the central city of the Russian Ural Federal District and the capital of Sverdlovsk region.

As a cover, Gu Qingcheng opened a transportation machinery company in Yekaterinburg, and the company's factory underground is their base.

After Gu Qingcheng took over the entire organization from Fu Huai'an, he moved the organization from the United States to Yekaterinburg, Russia.

Gu Qingcheng is very secretive. From the outside world, Gu Qingcheng is only the boss of a foreign-funded enterprise. Even the drivers who have followed Gu Qingcheng for a few years have not been aware of it.

Going to the main road, and stopping with a red light, Gu Qingcheng saw the cake shop on the side of the road...

Do girls like it? !

Gu Qingcheng wants the white and beautiful delicate face of Yun Liuli. He speaks fluent Russian to the driver: "Stay at the cake shop and help me and your sister buy a cake."

The driver was a little surprised, but did not ask more, nodded.

The driver of this road was very familiar. Soon the driver at the next intersection stopped the car and ran into the cake shop all the way.

Within a few minutes, the driver took a pound of cake and a small piece of cake out and put it in the trunk.

Probably because the boss is going to go home at this time, the driver thinks that the boss will not be a person to eat, he bought a pound, his sister is a person to eat, a small cut is enough.

Gu Qingcheng has never been with a girl. He doesn't like the little girl and always feels too noisy.

According to the truth, the cloud glaze is very quiet, quiet people can ignore this is a good thing, but Gu Qingcheng thinks that the child sitting in front of the window holding the doll's lonely back, the heart can not say is not the taste.

Gu Qingcheng frowned, loosed the neckline, pulled the tie, and left it aside, couldn't help thinking about how the daughter of this cloud keeps the good, and raised her daughter... Muna!

In addition to the word Muna, Gu Qingcheng really does not know what adjectives to look for to describe the cloud.

The age of fifteen or sixty-seven is the most splendid years of carefreeness. There was no family orphan in Gu Qingcheng. It was not good during that period. You can have a good stepmother with his father. How can it be? What about this? !

Gu Qingcheng is puzzled, but he cannot set aside the housework of Yun Shoushan.

The car entered the door, and the housekeeper opened the door for Gu Qingcheng: "Mr.!"

Gu Qingcheng took off his blazer and put it in his arms. He said to the housekeeper: "Take the cake to the child..."

If the girl likes it, the little girl should like it too!

Gu Qingcheng looked up at the window of the room where the eye cloud was located, and lifted his foot toward the inside.

Picking up the cake from the driver, the housekeeper was surprised, and a pound of cake was taken to Miss Yun? !

The housekeeper turned back and asked Gu Qingcheng, Gu Qingcheng had already gone upstairs.

Then the cake was directly attached to the box with Miss Yun, or was it cut to Miss Yun? !

After thinking about it, the butler took the items and plates that cut the cake, and went upstairs to ring the door of the cloud-glazed room.

Just now, Yunlili has seen that the car has come in, and the car that picked up Gu Qingcheng yesterday is a car.

When she heard the knocking on the door, she thought it was Gu Qingcheng. She got up and opened the door. She saw a beautiful box in her hand and stood outside the door with a smile.

"Miss Yun, this is Mr. Come back and let you take it. You see if it is cut off for you, or do you cut it yourself?!" asked the housekeeper.

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In fact, the heart of the cloud is also looking forward to the birthday... Can someone give their birthday, put a candle on the cake, and then say happy birthday to themselves, urging her to make a wish.

She reached out and took the cake, no snoring, and the bright, dark scorpion looked at the butler but did not speak.

The butler put the plate and the cake-cut props together, and asked: "Miss Yun wants black tea or green tea?!"

The cake is sweet and just a little bit of tea.

The cloud glazed and shook his head. The housekeeper understood the meaning and daggered: "So what does Miss Yun need to order!"

Cloud glazed nodded.

She took the silk bow of the cake, sweated in the palm of her hand, closed the door, and the cloud glazed carefully placed the cake on the table, opened...

The aroma of cream and matcha is on the way, very attractive.

Clouds and glasses are hot, and the mind is Gu Qingcheng's well-defined cold and cool face.

He knows that today is her birthday, so I made a special trip to buy her cake? !

The heart of the cloud glaze is "pumping" and the heart is sour.

This is the first birthday cake since she remembered. The cloud glazed her head and wiped her eyes with the back of her eyes. The nose was swaying, and the tears were like broken beads. Even if I blocked my eyes with my arms, I couldn’t stop the tears. I couldn't help but whimp at the throat.

The length of this is so long, the first time the cloud glaze has such a strong mood swing, the first time... so choked out.

I don't know if this is sad or something else. The cloud glazed on the desk and cried like an abandoned child.

......

Gu Qingcheng did not return overnight, washed a hot bath before washing away a tired.

I changed my home clothes out of the bathroom, and the hair didn't have time to dry it. Then I picked up a few phone calls. The phone that had just been picked up had not yet had time to connect, and the door knocked.

Thought it was a housekeeper, Gu Qingcheng said: "Enter..."

After Gu Qingcheng finished speaking, he immediately connected the phone and turned: "Say..."

He bent over and picked up the cigarette case, shaking a bite from the mouth and biting it in the corner of his lips, and took a lighter to ignite the cigarette.

Hearing the sound of the door handle being slowly twisted, Gu Qingcheng straightened up and turned his head and looked deep in the direction of the doorway. No one came in.

His brows are slightly tight, and the person on the phone is perfunctory: "Well, I know."

After the door slowly opened, Gu Qingcheng saw the little girl holding the cake in one hand and carefully pushed the door open, making the movement awkward and awkward.

The little girl opened the door and looked at the direction of Gu Qingcheng. She saw Gu Qingcheng holding a mobile phone in her hand. She was nervously standing at the door, her hands clasping the edge of the cake tray, and she was waiting for Gu Qingcheng to fight. Finish the phone.

"I have something to do here, and I will give you back in a while!"

Hanging up the phone, Gu Qingcheng swept the cake held by the cloud glass and asked Yun Liuli: "Is there something?!"

The cloud glazed hands clasped the cake tray tighter, and she whispered: "Thank you for giving me the cake."

Gu Qingcheng beheaded, waiting for the girl's words.

She sucked her nose and raised her head to Gu Qingcheng: "This cake is my birthday for so many years... The first cake, thank you!"

Catch up again, there is a more babies really do not wait, it must be updated before noon tomorrow, hahaha...

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