A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!With a clear cough, he bent over to pick up his daughter.

Gu Shuangshuang took a step ahead of him, his small face was red and purple, hit his generous body hard, and cursed at him with trembling lips: "You are dead!"

Shen Mocheng... nothing to say.

Gu Shuang took his son angrily, and walked out of the restaurant almost trembling.

But lingering in my mind is myself in those photos.

Four years ago, at the age of twenty, she stupidly tied two braids. Aunt Zhou said she gave her underwear at a discount. She believed it. In fact, she still believed it just now!

Aunt Zhou said she wanted to be a model and take a picture of a buyer, and she believed it too, so stupid!

In accordance with the requirements of the shame, Zhou said so many poses in the bedroom, and repeated the shooting until the shooting was completed.

Thought it was feedback to the manufacturer.

It was he who instructed Aunt Zhou from behind, so nasty!

Gu Shuangshuang stared at himself blushing in the elevator wall, his heart pounding, and he couldn't help biting his lip to think, would he have been looking at those photos for the past four years... with his hands?

If not, what has he kept doing?Gu Shuangshuang didn't believe that he just wanted to miss it!

Qin beast, shameless, never let go of her pictures!

But after the scolding, Gu Shuangshuang was hypocritical, and there was another emotion in his heart.

...

In the parking area under the steps of the building, a man in a light blue shirt and black trousers opened the back seat door with an elegant and solemn appearance.

Gu Shuangshuang bent over and got into the car with both legs, and the beautiful buttocks exposed outside were suddenly touched by the man's big hand. For a short time, it left a scorching hot temperature.

Gu Shuangshuang turned to look at him, he was talking to the driver solemnly.

"..."

The drivers of the son and daughter were all in the car, and the little movements of the two of them were like stealing love.

He also got in the car and sat in the passenger seat.

Gu Shuangshuang fixed the children's seat belts, and the mobile phone text message came over.

She clicked on and said: The photo is beautiful, especially when you kneel on the bedside and look at the last one of the camera. Sometimes, I can stare at it for hours.

Gu Shuangshuang: "..." What have you been doing all these hours?She didn't want to ask anymore.

He breathed out, hung up the long hair around his ears, and looked out the window urgently when the man's deep gaze turned toward the rearview mirror.

The cheeks are burning like nothing but heat.

...

The car first sent Gu Shuangshuang and the children back to the mountainside villa, and then sent him to the Twin Towers. The company was busy and he had to go to work in the afternoon.

The children have a good habit of taking a nap after lunch.

Gu Shuangshuang waited for the brother and sister to fall asleep, picked up the laptop and mobile phone, and went downstairs.

She also has her busy.

I made a call to Shen Haoyu. On the day her uncle was discharged from the hospital, she asked Shen Haoyu to integrate the medical cases that Chi Wanru was able to find over the years and sent her an email.

Gu Shuangshuang checked the mailbox, but did not receive it.

The phone is very noisy, sometimes there is a knock on the door, and the sound of an intercom landline.

Gu Shuangshuang waited for Shen Haoyu to finish.

A few minutes later, Shen Haoyu got up from the executive chair and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with one hand akimbo belt. The man's back was handsome and long, frowning and said: "I was eleven years old with Shen Qingshu, when I was like my aunt and sometimes confused. During the three or four years after giving birth to Xiaobao, Shen Qingshu would bring her aunt Ru, who often had a high fever, to the hospital. The age was too far, and I couldn't find the case. Later, my uncle came to find him, and his life was basically guaranteed, and he rose to another class. , If my aunt has a special family doctor. I don’t know much from the family doctor. You can guess that the family doctor’s statement is very official. The patient has been severely irritated, and the brain has been seriously injured, both physically and psychologically. All of them have symptoms, and they have gradually developed to the level of confusion of today's mental decline."

After Gu Shuangshuang listened, it was equivalent to basically no progress.

She was distressed: "Take my mother to an authoritative brain hospital for a detailed examination. Can you find out the cause of the illness?" 163.com www.163xiaoshuo.com

"Hard to say."

Shen Haoyu turned around, "But I know that my father will definitely object to you taking Aunt Ru away, especially to the hospital."

"I think of a way."

Shen Haoyu greeted him and said that he would do Shen Qingshu's ideological work, and Gu Shuangshuang could try to start with small ice cream.

Gu Shuangshuang knew this naturally.

...

Office of the President of GE Building.

Shen Haoyu walked back to the desk, the man's long legs pressed against the edge of the table, the phone in his hand turned around, he looked at the interface and stopped on the caller's display of the word'Gu Shuangshuang'.

After receiving the news, Shen Mocheng is about to take the three of them back to City A.

That's a good thing, her voice sounds energetic and full, just happy.

And he...

Looking at the stack of files on the table, everything in the Shen family was still on his head except for GE.

These days, Shen Haoyu went to an asset consultant to integrate the large and small industries of the Shen family. Whether Shen Mocheng returned to City A or the Shen family, he returned the amount.

Rather than returning it, it is better to say that it is anxious to leave this burden.

After so many years, he has long been tired.

The office door knocked three times. He pressed his eyebrows and said, "Come in."

The female secretary walked in with an exquisite three-layer lunch box, "President Shen, it's half past one. The authoritarian bone soup and lunch delivered by the driver of your family have been heated up again, and it is almost cold again."

Shen Haoyu raised Qingyue's eyebrows, very tired.

Only then remembered that half an hour ago, the secretary had already come in once. He was answering a call from a major French partner and had no time to eat, so the secretary left with a lunch box.

"let it go."

The female secretary walked to the glass table of the black leather sofa, put down the lunch box, and opened it layer by layer.

Shen Haoyu went to the inner lounge to wash his hands, took off his tie, loosened three shirt buttons, and sat down.

The body is not completely healed. If you breathe hard or have a temper, chest breathing will be accompanied by pain, and the tongue coating will be severe, so you can hardly taste anything.

He took a few bites and drank bone soup with his eyebrows locked.

The phone rings.

The female secretary helped him to bring it, and the man's clean fingers opened and held it to his ear.

I didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone, and the young female secretary was so frightened that she didn't dare to move because of her boss's cold face.

Shen Mocheng slammed down the porcelain spoon, a headache and gloomy face, and shouted at the other end: "You guys can't hold her one? The attic on the second floor ran away from the wall, so you let her climb on such a high wall? What do you guys eat!"

When the female secretary heard what Wei Wei Nuo said on the other end, the boss closed her eyes tightly, and she was cold and cold: "Find me!"

The phone fell directly on the leather sofa.

The man stood still, always elegant and elegant, but at the moment he was as cold as frost, unable to get close to him.

The female secretary held her breath.

Seeing the boss strode around the desk, he pulled off the silver-gray slim suit jacket from the coat rack and carried it in his big hand.

"Mr. Shen..."

"All the itinerary will be cancelled in the afternoon."

Shen Haoyu's thin lips pressed into a line. When he was angry, his breathing was blocked and his chest was throbbing. He frowned, "It's not a rush, don't call me!"

After that, I picked up the phone that I didn't know if it was broken. I quickly stroked my finger, and raised it to my ear with a chill, and the person had already walked out of the office.