A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Six

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Lu Xili handed out a bottle of water and thanked her again. Beautiful eyes quietly looked at her, and then at the shopping mall behind her, "How come Shuangshuang is here?"

"Oh..." Gu Shuangshuang touched the bangs chaotic by the wind. I don't know what to say, and Mr. Lu didn't know Xiao Wei, so she had to say, "Buy a birthday present for one of my brothers."

Lu Xili nodded thoughtfully, and got into the car without saying anything.

Gu Shuangshuang turned back to the mall.

Lu Xili didn't drive away immediately. She sat in the driver's seat and lit a very thin lady's cigarette. She occasionally took a sultry sip and narrowed her apricot eyes.

She has the information of Gu Shuangshuang in one hand, and Gu Shuangshuang has no younger brother.

Suddenly, her eyes deepened.

...

Gu Shuangshuang walked around the mall three times, and was worried because of his care.

Gu Shuangshuang had a special feeling for Xiaowei in his heart. Although he had only spent a short day with him, since childhood, Gu Shuangshuang could see the shadow of his childhood.

Not seeing his mother, Gu Hai didn't treat her as a human being, and treated her indifferently.

Although the uncle takes care of Xiao Wei in all material aspects, the indifference given to Xiao Wei in spirit is actually somewhat similar to Gu Hai.

Regardless of the complicated entanglement of love and hatred among adults, children are innocent. Gu Shuangshuang knows what kind of shadow this indifference will bring to children.

She too understands a child's desire for fatherly love and motherly love.

She used to be without her by his uncle, but now he has her. She is his wife and should bring some warm changes to his life.

Make Uncle and Xiao Wei happy.

After picking and choosing, she bought several children's Pinyin books, carefully selected them, and they are all very warm stories.

A small game machine, the kind that does not hurt your eyes when it is automatically controlled, and I asked the store especially that it is suitable for children who are in the hospital all day.

Back to the villa, it was dark, and the uncle had already returned.

Gu Shuangshuang hadn't figured out how to tell him that he hid the gifts in his schoolbag when changing shoes. Fortunately, he was busy on the phone to deal with official affairs, and only told her that he could not go home so late.

He felt that he was very busy these two days and his mood was not very good. Gu Shuangshuang could not find the right time to mention Xiaowei's birthday to him.

Dragging, dragging it to the birthday.

It happened to be a weekend day, Gu Shuangshuang turned the alarm clock quietly on his pillow, and got up early.

My uncle doesn't work on weekends, but before she gets up today, she frowns on her side and is asleep, with a heavy arm lying domineeringly on her waist, grasping her chest.

Gu Shuangshuang didn't quietly take his hand away as shyly as usual, but turned around, drilling the soft bones into his arms.

Successful drilling woke him up.

The man in the morning opened his eyes to desire, and Gu Shuangshuang was startled by the murderous object on his belly button before he had time to say something.

The man hasn't opened his eyes completely yet, but his hands have already put her in a pose, let her lie on her side, he lifted her leg from behind...

Gu Shuangshuang gripped the bed sheet tightly with his small hands, closed his eyes carefully, and wanted to wait until he was comfortable.

It was fierce, he was more than comfortable, Gu Shuangshuang's waist was almost broken by his big hands.I love Chinese website www.ilovezw.com

The man panted and evacuated from behind her, frowned and wiped the sweat from his head, lay flat, and stretched out his arms to lift her small head.

Gu Shuangshuang obediently leaned on his undulating chest, pursed his swollen pink lips, pecked at his sweaty white skin, to please him.

Shen Mocheng breathed roughly, and squeezed her small chin. What a sharp man: "Come on, tell me what you want."

"Uncle, Xiao Wei's birthday today..."

After waiting, he made no sound.

Gu Shuangshuang propped up his soft body and looked up at him. The man's eyes were sharp and waveless. He stared at her and asked, "Who told you about it?"

"...Xiao Wei told me that last year, I ran into Xiao Wei by chance. I mentioned it in the chat and remembered it."

Gu Shuangshuang lied subconsciously, lest he trouble his friends.

He lit a cigarette, acting casually.

Gu Shuangshuang is very sincere, "Everyone wants to be accompanied by family members on their birthdays. Xiao Wei is alone in the hospital, right? He is also seriously ill. Uncle, although I don’t know what’s wrong with you and Xiao Wei, he is you. Son. Of course I am not overstepping the rules and making my own way, but I want to integrate into your life, I want you to be happy, I want you to let go of the unhappy things in my heart, I want you and Xiao Wei to establish a warm father-son relationship, don’t be like me and Like Gu Hai..."

She said she bowed her head because her eyes were red.

The man's smoking action paused slightly, and he understood that this sincere and kind little heart loves the house and Wu, and likes him, so he also considers Xiao Wei.

I thought she would dislike Xiao Wei, but she did not expect that she had quietly digested the fact that he had a son, and it was embarrassing for her.

But she did not understand many things, of course, because he never intended to tell her.

Shen Mocheng pinched the cigarette butt and stood up. The complex emotions were hidden in his heart. His expression was very cold, "You don't need to be involved."

Gu Shuangshuang was taken aback for a while, suppressing the infarction in his heart, and explained: "I didn't want to interfere with anything. I just hope that you and Xiao Wei are happy today. I bought a gift. Uncle, will you go to the hospital with me? Just celebrate Xiao Wei's birthday. Everyone can be happy."

He wrapped her in a quilt, hugged her to the side, got out of bed by himself, and his voice was cold, "You and Xiao Wei have no contact, and never intended to make you a stepmother. On this point, he won't wrong you, obedient, at home. Take a break or find friends to hang out."

"Uncle, I don't need to go to the hospital, I don't matter to Xiao Wei," Gu Shuangshuang took a step back, "but you are not going either?"

Shen Mocheng turned his head, his expression already serious, "How I treat him is my business. Again, don't worry about it, you are not allowed to go to the hospital!"

He went to the bathroom to take a shower and didn't talk to her again. Gu Shuangshuang watched him change clothes. He didn't let her wear a tie either, and the sense of distance suddenly appeared from his quiet side face.

Gu Shuang was melancholy, melancholy at the difficulty of entering his world.

He raised the door with his business hand, obviously going to the company, fearing that he would not go to the hospital to visit Xiao Wei.

Poor little guy, it's his birthday today, so he should be alone?

Gu Shuangshuang returned to the room and found out the gift he had bought for him. He remembered the distressing look that he held the butter bun and gnawed carefully and happily last winter.

She took out the present and put it on the bedside table, looking for clothes to wash.

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On the road where White Cayenne was driving, Zuo Hao even breathed slightly.

The man with long legs in the back seat overlapped with his eyes closed and rested, his coldness was seen from his bones, his ink eyebrows were pressed extremely low, and gloom and hostility could not be covered.

Every year today, the president is like this.

At a quarter past nine, the white Cayenne stopped at the Plaza of the Shengshi Group Building.

When Shen Mocheng got off the bus, Zhang Qing hurried over to meet him. It seemed that everyone was cautious today, especially Zhang Qing.