A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Five

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Shen Mocheng ordered the food without asking Gu Shuangshuang's opinion.

Two bowls of white bean curd, Gu Shuangshuang put sugar on, and smiled and asked if he wanted it?

nod.

She stirred for herself, pursed her lips with a spoon, licked the sweet white sugar clean, and used the spoon to stir for him carelessly, only to find out that it was wrong.

He is still serious about cleanliness.

"Uncle, do you want to change a bowl?"

The man lit the cigarette, took a faint sip, and the smoke blew over Gu Shuangshuang’s face. His voice was very low: "I didn't eat less of your saliva, but not much more."

"..."

Gu Shuangshuang lowered his head to eat.

She was full, he only drank half a bowl of bean curd.

Ask him to eat more, he smiled tiredly, "After more than ten hours on the plane, the jet lag did not reverse."

"Is there a meeting today?"

"Closed in the morning, and in the afternoon."

Shen Mocheng got up, put his arms around her waist, and led her to the exit of the restaurant, pinching his eyebrows unknowingly.

Gu Shuangshuang looked distressed and said that he could go back to the hotel to change clothes.

He insisted on sending it.

In the small hotel, Gu Shuangshuang changed clothes and came out. Shen Mocheng raised his eyebrows and pointed at her neck: "I was bitten by a mosquito? Stay with me tonight."

Gu Shuangshuang knew he hadn't discussed it when he heard his tone.

...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the course competition ended, and within half an hour of predicting the results, Gu Shuangshuang secretly texted his uncle: [Where to eat?

[Waiting at the school gate.

Gu Shuangshuang received his mobile phone and heard the instructor and his classmates discussing, agreeing to gather at Z after dinner. Everyone should be there at seven.

Sorry, the dinner with my uncle has to squeeze time to settle.

In the car, Gu Shuangshuang explained in a very good tone, and said that he must go to his hotel at ten o'clock in the evening to accompany him.

The man drove indifferently, wondering if he was upset.

The dinner ended hurriedly before seven.

Shen Mocheng led her down a street, and the black business car parked outside the school gate, his dark eyes motioned to Gu Shuangshuang to go to the back seat.

Gu Shuangshuang blushed and went into the back seat biting his lip.

He was hugged by a man and sat on his belly, bearing his repressive gasping kisses, and the embarrassment that came from his abdomen.

By kissing and touching, Gu Shuangshuang knew that he couldn't comfort him.

When the sweat formed on his forehead, Gu Shuangshuang panted and pushed him away. The four lips were still clinging to each other. Her face was red, and her little hand tremblingly grabbed his shirt and coaxed him: "Night, uncle ,at night……"

Shen Mocheng frowned and let go of her with a slightly painful expression, her eyes were frighteningly dark, the arms from her chest were resting on her forehead, and her body leaned against the back of the chair, undulating sharply.

After she left, the man slumped in the car, smoking a cigarette calmly.

At night it was for her to be free, the bad guy left him to play, he had nothing to do.

Get out of the car and go around to the driver's seat, driving swaying blindly, glanced out of the car window, and saw a metal bar.

He visited this city many years ago. He had been to that bar. He remembered that he had no idea. Getting out of the car and walking in for a drink was a complete relief.

In a quiet corner alone, the waiter brought wine. He gave a tip. When he picked up the glass with his fingers, he saw the figure of a woman dangling by her side. She walked onto the stage and sat at the microphone in the corner, staring at her. The LED lyrics screen, pick up the microphone and start singing.

Shen Mocheng did not squint, took a sip of his wine, put down his glass, and the music and the woman's muffled singing echoed in his ears.

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Later, I finally learned how to love, but it’s a pity that you are long gone

...

A glass of wine, accompanied by a song, Shen Mocheng drank silently.

The seat was right on the stage, with a velvety light overhead, shining two strings of tears silently falling on the face of the singing woman.

The elegant drinking man watched, his slender fingers played with the wine glass, his face was so expressionless.

This bar looks like the previous owner, the business model has not changed, and the guests are free to order songs.

He came when he was young and sang when he was young.

In the second grade, she broke school, followed a few girls in the school to skip class, and dared to be absent for a monthly exam of Jacky Cheung's concert.

He lost his temper, and no matter how she cried, he might not let her go to the concert.

Later, in order to make her happy, I took her out to play before the start of part-time summer vacation. City Z was one of the stops.

In this bar, a 17-year-old boy with a white shirt and jeans. He ordered a song for two yuan at that time. He sang "She Came to Listen to My Concert" all night just because the one who stopped under the stage was somewhat self-willed. Pretty girl, let her smile.

Thinking of these things at some point in the past, the body will feel pain, the blood will stop flowing, and he feels so painful that he has no strength to live anymore.

Is it still painful to go back and forth in my mind now?

Shen Mocheng retracted his gaze, staring down at the empty glass in front of him, his throat was burnt with acridity, and his discomfort made his face cold.

The long finger swept the wine glass gently, and the wine glass and the glass table made a sound.

When a waiter who passed by saw it, he immediately exchanged new cups for this handsome male guest with noble appearance and extraordinary clothes.

He is not greedy for a cup, and drinks lightly.

...

After singing, the woman clenched the microphone with her hands, calmed her emotions, and placed the microphone on the shelf. When she got up, she saw the man sitting alone in the corner drinking quietly.

Startled.

Various expressions appeared on Yingbai Jiahao's face.

She put her graceful long skirt down the stage, and slowly walked towards that place with high heels that made a nice sound.

Shen Mocheng twisted his eyebrows, drank the remaining third of the wine in the glass in one sip, and stood up straight.

This man is very tall, with handsome features, but his expression is too cold, and there are no girls and guests around him.

In front of the bar, Shen Mocheng checked out and was out of the bar with no interest.

At the single seat in the corner behind him, Lu Xili stood dazedly.

She said that in the hospital that day. How stubborn was this man?When he meets again, he still doesn't want to pay attention to her. He won't stay longer if he wants to stay where she is.

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Shen Mocheng returned to the car.

In the driver's seat, the man put one arm on the steering wheel and pressed his eyebrows with the other hand. He was clean and smellless with two glasses of wine.

See the time, it's still early, give your wife a call.

It was only connected three times, and he was unhappy.

The girl at the end of the radio wave seemed to notice, and said sweetly to him in the noisy background: "There is more than an hour left, uncle will return first, Shuang Shuang will go back to beat you back, and Shuang Shuang will bring uncle foot washing back!"

"Drinking?" He frowned sharply.

"No la!"

Gu Shuangshuang was embarrassed and acting like a baby, but the staid man couldn't tell.

Without saying a word, knowing that she was playing a game, Shen Mocheng hung up with an unhappy expression.

After driving two laps along the city streets, he found that when he was not working and she was not around, he really had nothing to do. Just like traveling abroad for more than a month, he suffered from insomnia for many nights.

At 8:30 in the evening, return to the CPPCC Hotel.

On the third floor, the elevator doors open.