"Gong..." Qiao Shiyu just wanted to speak. Gong Ming had dragged her down and blocked her lips again.

This time, without repressing his instinct, he lifted her pajamas and swam on her skin.

The feeling of strangeness and a little familiarity gradually confused Qiao Shiyu's brain.

Until finally, he opened the last barrier. Qiao Shiyu suddenly flashed a terrible picture in his mind. A group of men looked at her ferociously.

Her heart was stifled, and the feeling of confusion subsided in an instant. She screamed and pushed Gong Ming away.

Gong Ming hurriedly turns on the light and hugs her.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He was so upset that he couldn't help it just now. She thought that she had forgotten everything and that she must have forgotten it. They are husband and wife. Now the old man's seven or seven has passed. He thinks it's nothing!

Unexpectedly, it hurt her so much.

"Blame me, don't be afraid of poetry..."

Qiao Shiyu calmed down for a while before he said. "Why? Why do I think of such a terrible picture. Gong Ming, tell me, am I..."

"No!" Gong Ming shook his head hurriedly. "You think too much!"

"Really?" Qiao Shiyu frowned, "then why do I lose my memory?"

She asked about the amnesia again. Gong Ming was afraid that she would think more and hurried. "Didn't I tell you before? It's just a small problem. How can you think like that?"

Seeing that what he said really didn't look like cheating himself, Qiao Shiyu nodded.

After that, Gong Ming laid her flat in her arms. "Sleep!"

Qiao Shiyu looked at Gong Ming sideways, "I'm sorry..."

In fact, she can see Gong Ming's forbearance. But she really had no choice but to accept it.

"Fool!" Gong Ming reached out and rubbed her hair.

"Then why were you angry?" asked Josh.

He was a little angry before, but after such a thrilling moment just now, he was not angry at all.

In this world, nothing is more important than her.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Josh asked again. "Can't you say?"

"No!" Gong Ming pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time. "Stay away from Song Qingtian and he Qingtong!"

Qiao Shiyu, "??"

"Why? They're fine!"

Gong Ming frowned and remembered what they shouted in the afternoon. I'm going to give you a monkey! His face became more and more ugly.

"They like you! They said they would give you monkeys!"

Josh almost choked!

She couldn't help laughing for a while before she stopped. "Mr. Gong, does anyone say you are an antique!"

Mr. Gong can't admit it!

"You know what I am!"

Qiao Shiyu shrunk his neck, "but you're really out! I've only recovered my memory for a few days. I knew this was an Internet language. In fact, it was to express his favor. Of course, it's not really going to have monkeys!"

Gong. Antique. Mr. Ming was very angry, "I can't love it! You're mine! You can only give me monkeys!"

Josh said helplessly, "well, if I see them next time, I'll restrain myself, okay? You can't let me have no friends?"

Gong Ming certainly didn't want her to have no friends, "Hmm!"

With a sigh of relief, Josh closed his eyes. A moment later, he opened his eyes again.

"I suggest you learn more about network words, Mr. Gong!"

Gong Ming, "..."

Why are the two people of the same generation? Now, because she has lost her memory, she seems to have become an old man after she was 20 years old?

He's only in his thirties!

Gong. Antique. Mr. Ming said he was very depressed and didn't sleep all night.

……

The next day, when Qiao Shiyu woke up in the morning, she found that her lips were swollen. Like two sausages.

She is the kind of skin that easily swells up. In this way, it's really a little miserable.

Qiao Shiyu scolded Gong Ming a hundred times in his heart.

At this time, Gong Ming sneezed out of guard.

On the other side was Zhuang Chen's concerned eyes, "Mr. Gong, are you all right? The weather is changeable recently, you still have to pay attention to your health!"

Gong Ming shook his head, "it's all right, you continue to talk about the situation!"

Zhuang Chen didn't move, but his eyes kept staring at Gong Ming's mouth. "Mr. Gong, did you have hot pot yesterday?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Because of your lips..." Zhuang minister wanted to stop talking.

Gong Ming realized that his lips were a little strange in the morning, but he didn't care. Thinking of this, the corner of his lips tilted a shallow arc. "Nothing!"

Zhuang Chen covered his face and cried.

He seems to have eaten a handful of dog food silently. He is a single dog. Why is his imagination so rich?

Pressing down the inner universe, Zhuang Chencai said solemnly.

"I have arranged for our people to fix the items that were deliberately made a problem by Gong can. Don't worry, it won't affect the interests of the users who buy the house!"

Gong Ming nodded, "well, you did a good job."

Zhuang Chen was a little puzzled. "In fact, President Gong, last time in the company, Mrs. Shao has helped you refuse Gong can's threat. We could have left this case alone!"

Gong Ming shook his head. "Do you know what it means to buy a house for ordinary people?"

Zhuang Chen immediately lowered his head in shame, "I understand!"

A house may be nothing to them. In particular, they work in real estate companies. When they get to his position, it's easy to set up a house.

However, for ordinary people, that house may be the hope of a lifetime. There are many people with meager wages. If you buy a house, you may even borrow the down payment.

Then, after decades of housing loans, I worked hard to have a home.

If something goes wrong with this family, it will force them to die.

This is also the reason why Gong Ming should pay attention to the quality of the house when he was in the Far East Group. However, Gong can, who came back from abroad, will not understand this truth.

"Well, Mr. Gong. If it's all right, I'll be busy."

"Wait!" Gong Ming suddenly stopped him again. "I have something to ask you."

Zhuang Chen nodded, "you say."

"Sit down!" Gong Ming said.

Zhuang Chen looked at Gong Ming suspiciously. How did he feel that Mr. Gong's face showed an embarrassed expression? Isn't that weird?

"Mr. Gong, just say something..."

Gong Ming nodded. That's the way. "Do you understand network language?"

Zhuang Chen, "??"

Is he auditory hallucination? President Gong asked him if he understood Internet language?

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