Hope You’ve Been Well

There is no entertainment in the evening, the originally planned rice bureau is canceled because of the opposite of each other. After a few words, after hanging up, you will get up to get off work, press the underline.

Zhou Qiang comes in: "General Manager, what?"

Gu Yan told: "Meng Mom is ill, booked a flower basket, buy a few supplements," got up and put on the coat, "OK, go to get off work."

Zhou Qiang wrote down, reminded before going out: "General Manager, your faders have forgotten."

Carelessly stagnation, the big red rose took a day on the coffee table, still red fire at this moment. So, in the words of the words, install the bag, did not leave, other employees such as hard students and other employees were almost almost, they dared to hold the flowwork.

He is a group of groups, and the blessings of Zhuzhuang, doing thieves.

However, it is so inch, and the words of the words will be the elevator such as ninety-nine red roses. The wealthy flowers are filled with flowers. When the elevator door is slow, his pro-Trustee is standing inside.

The father and son are in the end, take care of the elevator, and the elevator door is about to close, and Cabine will take the lead: "Come in."

Gu Yan, the scalp, and then rely on the wall, but the golden elevator door refers to everything. He glanced at He Shibo, and found that Cantonese was looking at him, and he was more embarrassed and shameful.

"I want to ask if I will ask." Gu Yan can't stand it, "Meng Mom's mother suddenly gone, you don't worry."

For him, he said, "Not big is not small", and then stared at the rose, asked: "This is you want to send others, or someone else sent you?"

Gu Yu Qi: "Send me."

"Hey ..." This sentence means that it is deep, as if covering thousands of words, it seems very speechless, Cantonese thinks, understands, "Wen Jia's kid sent?"

"No." Gu in the rosers, "I have no things with the child, and later it is a brother."

He knows that Cabe's spleen, is serious, will never waste time to explore the wind and snow month, so you will not ask him who is sent. Sure enough, I just nodded, I didn't ask, but I was not careless.

The father and son are very imagined, and the lips are light, and that, the play is not hidden. Gu Yu said that he was not comfortable, asked: "What are you laughing?"

"I am happy for you." Cantonese said, "You still have a market."

How can I say that my son is like a son, and I just want to return it. On the first floor, I went out after the door opened, and I went back to get the color: "But the company is a place where it is a romantic place.

Gu Yan said: "Don't take it."

He fell to the parking lot, took out the card when the key was taken, Happy New Year.

This romantic fart.

If you return to your home, there is only a cold pot cold in the alone, and you will be able to take it away, lying down on the sofa. Purpose, a message came in in time, I didn't expect it to be a hural.

"Is it a flower?"

Careless words simply don't want to return: "I received it."

Zhuang Fan said: "The only rose represents the only one, the nine roses represent the long-lasting, and the eleven roses represent a life, and the ninety-nine roses do you know what representative?"

Gu Yan Dark Road, representing you have money to panic. Seeing him did not reply, Zhuang Fan He quickly called, connected, Zhuang Fan called his name, he "Well", unconsciously and uncomfortable.

"Fast New Year's Day." Zhuang Fan's direct theme, "I have a harmoniousness here, I want to have a regular winning banquet, can you come?"

Gu Yu said: "There is no arrangement for the few days."

"Who will be free, I will set it." Zhuang Fan said, "The house is to help me find it, the at least let me ask for a guest, then say ..." The end of the end is gains.

Gu Yu said: "What?"

Zhuang Fan is seriously answering: "I want to see you, think every day."

I can't prevent it, I am open, and I look at the texture of the cushion. When the long-awaited love, I can't think of a teeth, I only feel that I have a little bites.

He pumped as soon as possible, "" That is the second. "

The phone is broken. The housing is clear, and the words are lying, climbing up, dismantling the flower, laying a coffee table, and putting the container that can be inserted at home.

One hall three rooms and kitchen terraces, all have a thick red, and the words gave the house to make a Valentine's Day skin, full of rose, notify Zhou Qiang, No. 2 not to arrange things.

It's so fast every day, and it's a year.

He has already planned next year, about GSG and subsidiary projects in various fields, as well as Bein's capital development, and the work goal is very clear. In terms of family, preparing to accompany Xuemao and Gu Pingfang to travel, help Xue Manzi's fund is a plan, and there will be a few times a few times.

Gu Yisheng plans in a proper life, did not want to live with the heart, close to him, chaos his rhythm, because the ending did not know let him.

If you have no interest, you also bring him a fresh feelings who have never tasted.

The New Year's Day is as scheduled, Zhuang Van cares, "Every time I have a good time", the room, sweep the room, visit the supermarket purchase, in order to have a good state tomorrow, go to bed at 8 o'clock in bed.

He usually lazy to stack the quilt, I woke up in the morning, the bed show is put on the pillow, and then stewed the soup, and then changed the clothes and started to wait.

At near 10 o'clock, Zhuang Fan is almost crushed, and he is afraid that he is temporarily cool. I really didn't hold back, he sent a message to the other party: "Is it coming?"

Gu Ying: "In the parking."

Zhuang Fan Xinsheng said: "Then I will pick you up." He didn't forget the mirror before going downstairs, took the key to the door, and did not see the figure of the words.

When I ran to the door, I was stopped on the steps. Next to the lawn in front of the door, I wore sweatpants and shoes, and the down jacket was open, and the hand looked on the lawn and did not want to move. Demu.

Zhuang Fan is unable to calm, shouted: "Bond!"

Demu has a double ear look, slow two or three seconds, and immediately rushed to the village. Gu Yan is pulling, seeing the wind, the heart of the wear, the slim jeans also breaks the hole, close to the road: "No cold, you."

"Cold, let me hug."

If you have a stiffness, you are giving a refused words, and Zhuang Fan has already hugged Bond. Bond is still excited to Wang Wang, he is a dog butt, and you said: "Your uncle is called."

Ten years, when the puppy who was only one year old was still recognized. Zhuang Fanxin took the dog rope, and the other hand couldn't help but hit the words, he was held, he was afraid that the other party did not want, and then slammed the down jacket.

Going home in the upper floor, I entered the door, Gu Yan first looked around, when the appearance of the model room was clear, this is good, now the designer's wonderful hand is processed, add some warmth.

It's just too quiet, and Gu Yan: "Did not ask other people?"

The warm room is lively, Zhuang Fan's answer: "No, I only invite you." He thought that he did not want to be alone, explained him, "Zi Zhi Hui Group, I have no friends here."

Gu Yan is thinking that Zhuang Fan is in complaint, saying: "You can ask your colleagues, you will be familiar with it."

Who is so familiar with others, Zhuang Fan is sought: "You don't want to stupid, I want to be two people in the world, of course, will not find a light bulb."

Drop the straight balls, I didn't hear it, and I would like to unheard the collar of Bond. He in the living room, while visiting the topic: "Is it habit?"

"Well, it is good." Zhuang Fan's heart came to cook coffee, "Thank you for helping me find a house, or I may still wait at the hotel."

Gu Yan said: "You're welcome."

The courtesy also symbolizes the distance. Zhuang Fan holds a fist, swallowed a frustrated feelings, take the initiative: "Only the first floor only living room kitchen, do you want to visit upstairs?"

On the top floor, he leaned the jokes to relax the atmosphere: "Too much drink at Christmas night, I went down from the stairs."

Gu Yan is not laughing, two steps behind, and the words are reflected, and the posture of the rear of Zhuang Fan is.

Two bedrooms in the second floor, the bed is in a small second, picking up a clean, eye-catching is a guitar hanging on the wall, which seems to be new.

Zhuang Fan's heart is picking: "Just arrived before yesterday, I was busy cleaning up, I just hang up." Before the words, "Do you play guitar now? Help me to adjust the string?"

Care, sitting in bed, busy, have not played for a long time. Touch the string and all, it is a good guitar, he asks: "Is it decorated on the wall?"

Zhuang Fan did not do it, took a dial from the drawer, took back the guitar hug, and began to play a song. He is fluent, proficient, and the eyebrows are more comfortable.

The words of the words were shocked, and they watched the hand movements of Zhuang Fan, and they couldn't find the clumsy appearance of the year. At the end of the song, Zhuang Fan Hei holds the vibration strings, and ask: "OK, do you think?"

"Good."

Zhuang Fan said: "Just go abroad this year." Bite is very light, afraid that I don't care about it. "

The master is very spacious, but it has been filled, and a whole wall is placed in various places, and the lush flower grass has been spread onto the balcony. The center of the house is a wide and long solid wood table, act as a workbench, and the desktop is divided into bunch of cloth and drawing. A easel is standing on the wall, and the half-length model is vertical, and the corner will hold a sewing machine.

Cultivated, touched it, took a piece of cloth, turned and went to see the flowers, he still remembered the garden of the resilience, and then remembered the rose of the trouble.

Put on the balcony, the sun is very warm, he sits down on a double wicker chair. A mold was revealed from the trouser pocket, he took out to Zhuang Fan: "You, last time, it falls on my car."

Zhuang Fan shakes, it turned out to be a description of the grade 7. He sat down, very close, like a bus in the bus, sitting in the last row like a lunch break.

No one speaks, the sun is hot, and the Zhuang Fan is like being baked, explored the hand, and the silk is like a cuffs of the words. He quietly boldly down, touched the back, fingertiping the skin and blood vessels ... Catch it.

His palm is a small one, and if you miss the feelings of your hand, you will be wrapped in his hand, steep, and you will take your hand, he will catch up with you, and you want to catch another.

"Give me ..." Zhuang Fan twisted his head, smashed, almost resting on the arms of the words. If he is willing to grasp the hands of the words, it is scratched, and he wants to further buckle ten fingers.

Care can not open, a devote him, like a smile: "How can you chase people like this?"

"How to chase?" Zhuang Fan's heart is a pair of beautiful eyes. It is really not too much. He is really not too, the five flavor is inexplicably knocked. "Who is you and other predecessors? They chase you How to chase? "

Gu Yan said: "At least not send flowers, too soil."

"...,?" Zhuang Fan's heart couldn't help the raised bar, but it also came. "Do you think I will send flowers?" He got up and got up, and suddenly like a teacher, "gave me stand up."

Gu Yan has not responded, and it was pulled up by Zhuang Fan's heart and pushed back to the room. Zhuang Fan is looking forward to him, the momentum is full, gentle to sticky: "I want to give you a suit, hit my mark, marked the name embroidered."

Careless words and weak, but also: "Don't worry, I don't worry."

Zhuang Fan is laughing, as if I heard a joke, he may do it, how can it be a dress. Skate a piece of soft feet from the table, first, behind the guilty, "first quantity size."

One is pressed on the left shoulder, open, and the other is in the right shoulder, remember the shoulder width, and the Zhuang Fan's heart measured the length of the words. Catch the opportunity, screw the opponent's arm, face to face, he is close to half, reach the waist of the words.

Only between the moment, Zhuang Fan's heart is starting, the soft ruined, the waist, and then the inch is moved up to the chest. The waist circumference and the braid are good. He does not touch the color. It is a tangible knife knot in front of him. It is rolling, exposing nervous.

"It's so good." Zhuang Fan said, "Retreat the neck."

Buying a shirt should know the neck circumference, Gu Yan said: "I tell you directly -"

"Don't tell you, my own sessile." Zhuang Fan is interrupted, raising your hands, and puts the crash from the neck of the words. It is still not released, and the ruler is pulled hard, force the call to slowly.

Zhuang Fan's face, light breathing, and white faces out of a soft pink. "History." He whispered to his teeth, the flip feeling from the other side, "Can you expect a hug?"

Gu Yan speaks: "I am hungry."

This is the meaning of rejection, and Zhuang Fan is in the heart, let go of the feet, and take care of the side of the words. No one knows more about him, and the waist of the words is very sensitive. From the past, he sat in the lattice of the bicycle. Careless words did not ask him to touch, let him touch the abdominal muscles around the arm.

When there is still a ridiculous temperature, he can't stand, crying is not a sentence, using a double knee with a sidewalk on the side of the words, this is begging for mercy, but it is more and more fierce.

Zhuang Fan is pressing the muscles under the palm, and the liar is like: "Just hug, give you a meal right away."

Gu Yan biting a crown, half of the body was taken by this surname Zhuang to the crowned, and he relaxed, his chest is warm, Zhuang Fan Xin has been in his arms, and the cheek is arched into his neck.

A burst of merits, the words took the soul, let the hugs of Zhuang Fan.

The sound of Toys discovered under the quilt.

Careful words, staring at the old and old Munqi.

"you……"

Zhuang Fan's heart: "I will hold five seconds, just five seconds."

Suddenly, the words raised their hands and held his back, and they didn't seem to be hugged, but they were hot in the clothes.