His woman?

“No, you misunderstood–” Gu Hao explained anxiously, trying to say a misunderstanding, but Feng Yichen slammed her hand on her waist. Suddenly, Gu Hao was so scared that a shrunken forgetting what was behind.

Because, he is threatening her.

What time is this man actually, er, really unattractive, the rogue will not write on his face.

Chen Qingyun narrowed his eyes, a sharp flash of light flashed under his eyes, and hummed softly. His eyes were sharply stared at him, but his mouth ridiculed: “Chen, this can’t wait? Or go to the hotel, here in the end Not so comfortable.”

Gu Hao was anxious, but he was so imprisoned by men.

Feng Yichen’s eyes flashed sharply, approaching Chen Qingyun with a cold voice: “Enough to see?”

Chen Qingyun paused, pursed her lips, “Yo, so angry? Okay, don’t disturb your good things, you continue. But I really recommend going to the hotel, there are too many people here.”

After Chen Qingyun finished speaking, he smiled deeply, and his eyes were full of jealousy. He turned and walked away.

The door was closed again.

“Neuropathy.” Gu Hao was so angry that he suddenly bent his legs against the wind and flicked Chen Chen.

“Um–” Feng Yichen snorted.

Gu Hao finally broke free, she immediately took a step back and could not help cursing: “Asshole, addicted to taking advantage of it?”

Because of anger and shame, her face rose blushing.

The blue muscles on Feng Yichen’s forehead were prominent, and he stared at the small face in front of him, the light was on, and he could see everything clearly.

He saw the face in front of him, exquisite, vivid and clean, and the most important thing was that it was plain.

Few women wear their faces to attend the banquet.

She is the first.

After tidying up her things and seeing the man not squealing, she suddenly raised her eyes and glared fiercely at the man.

Under the lights, when her bright eyes gleamed upwind, the whole person froze.

Uh, it’s too much!

The man in front of him was so similar to her five-year-old son.

His face, sharp edges and corners, sword eyebrows, deep eyes, dark ink eyes, deep eyes, straight nose bridge, and even lips are very textured and moderate in thickness.

Son Gu Xiaomo is simply a smaller version of this man.

Suddenly guilty, Gu Hao dumbfounded, and suddenly recovered, afraid to look at the man’s face again, she quickly turned around and left.

He ran across the exit of the banquet hall and met Chen Qingyun head-on.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at Gu Hao with a slight smile.

Gu Hao froze for a moment, thinking that she had misunderstood her and the man just now, and immediately explained: “Miss Chen, you misunderstood, I don’t know Mr. Feng.”

Chen Qingyun apparently did not believe it, smiling and covering his mouth, but his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. “If you get a bargain, you will sell well, miss, do you say that, I think I will believe it?”

Gu Hao stayed for a while, frowning and laughing at himself: “Uh, it’s too much for me, why explain to you, you are not Mr. Feng.”

Chen Qingyun’s face was stiff and a little embarrassed. In her opinion, Gu Hao was humiliating her. She raised her lips coldly: “Miss, I am indeed not Mr. Feng. I’m just afraid of this world, who can be a wind-fearing Chen Of women are not qualified yet.”

The implication is that Gu Hao is even more impossible.

Gu Hao naturally understood this.

Gu Hao looked at Chen Qingyun with an offensive look, so sharp.

She smiled and said, “Miss Chen, I actually like your acting skills, I hope you are getting better and better.”

Sincerely, she really hopes that an actress can better think about acting rather than how to capture the heart of a man.

It’s too bad.

Chen Qingyun frowned, and his tone was sharp: “No need to remind you.”

Seeing her as a hedgehog, Gu Hao carried a good bag, nodded slightly, and left quickly.

The assistant next to Chen Qingyun stepped forward: “Sister Chen–“

“Check who this woman is.”

“Yes.”