Mr.Gu, sweet wife is so warm

The quickest way is to cooperate with Yuan Zhuqi, but the matter of Gao Xuebo has not been solved. I'm afraid it can only be slowed down.

When he got home, Gu Shiqing took Su Liu back to the room, covered her face with ice, took out the medicine box and treated her wound.

"If it hurts, let me know." the man's voice was a little hoarse, pressed down from above, with tenderness.

A small amount of blood spilled from the broken skin on her forehead. Iodophor soaked through the wound. Su Liu snorted softly and frowned.

"I'm fine..." almost a century later, Su Liu's tiny voice gently overflowed from his lips and teeth. "Gu Shiqing, I'm just thinking when this life will end."

She's a little tired. She's dealing with it day after day.

Gu Shiqing gave a slight pause to his moving hand.

"Soon, soon it will be over."

Su Liu's short words fell into his heart and became the most heavy burden.

Gu Shi pushed everything the next day and took care of her wholeheartedly. The next night, there were lights everywhere. On the other side of the city, Xia Li was celebrating Liang Su's birthday.

Liang Su's social circle is simple. His birthday is always simple. Only he and Xia Li.

Xia Li took out the collected red wine in advance, cooked several dishes by herself, and prepared a simple and warm candlelight dinner at Liang Suo's house.

When Liang xucong came back from the company, his eyes swept from the table. He was stunned for a moment. Xia Li never cooked. Until the sight fell on the red wine, there was a moment of hesitation.

After the last incident, he has tried to avoid drinking in front of Xia Li. He doesn't want to have such an accident again.

"Happy birthday, Liang Su." Xia Li came out of the kitchen, holding a cake baked by himself with candles on it. The lights in the room went out in a moment, and only the candles were still burning.

Xia Li's face showed a tenacious determination and a strong smile.

After what happened yesterday, she had considered it well and took this opportunity to tell Liang Su what she wanted.

Su Liu is right. Liang Su is not smart at all, especially in emotional matters. If he doesn't tell him his mood personally, he will never understand his mind.

She didn't want to miss this opportunity and give him up to others.

"Ion, thank you." Liang Xu blew the candle, took the cake from Xia Li's hand, put it on the Japanese wooden table, and sat down with her with a smile on her face.

Xia Li raised her glass to Liang Suo, but saw his hand near the wine cup hesitant. She probably understood his worry and felt a little bitter. "It's all right. Drink less. Today is your birthday."

Watching Liang Su take a sip of wine and Xia Li gulp, he poured half a glass of red wine into his mouth. The wine aroma fermented for many years bloomed from his lips and teeth, and the wine strength suddenly surged up.

"Ashu, how are you thinking about the matter between you and Su Liu?" Su Liu doesn't like him at all. She knows there are others in her heart. Now she may be on the man's * * and sleep with him.

He knew clearly that Xia Li hoped he could think clearly and give up as soon as possible.

"Ion, you don't have to worry about me." Liang Suhui was wrong and only smiled. "I'm fine. I've thought about it for a long time. If she doesn't get married one day, I won't give up one day. It's common for couples to go on and off."

Maybe one day, she suddenly saw him watching behind her?

Xia Li's face was slightly heavy and smiled faintly. He understood that his mind was very firm, but he still wanted to say his mood.

"Ashu, I want to tell you something." Xia Li took out the picture mounted in the paper bag from behind and handed it to Liang Suo.

Liang Su took over and stared at him. The joy of his eyes immediately overflowed from his eyes.

"Ah Su, actually I've been..."

"This is from Su Su?" the man's Obsidian black flashing eyes suddenly raised and looked at Xia Li. "Ion, thank you. This is the best gift I've ever received!"

Xia Li was stunned. He didn't know what was going on. He had been picked up by him and turned in mid air. If he had fallen into his throat, he swallowed it back, and there was no chance to say it again.

When Liang Su put it down, Xia Li grabbed the frame and stared until he caught a glimpse of the word "Su Liu" engraved in the corner of the frame.

Su Liu

Xia Li was indignant at the bottom of her heart. She thought that Su Liu's gentle and shallow words falling in her ear were a premeditated conspiracy. She couldn't help but be surprised and hated.

She never thought that she would take Su Liu as her own person, but she shot herself like this.

If she really said that, I'm afraid she has no face to stay here now.

It was not until midnight that Xia Li left Liang Suo's house. A clear and pure smile appeared on Liang Suo's face and between her eyebrows. She endured the pain and hatred in her heart and dialed Su Liu's phone.

"Xia Li, what's the matter?" Su Liu was preparing to rest. She was surprised when she received a call from Xia Li.

"Today is Ashu's birthday. I just gave him a gift." Xia Li parked his car on the roadside and listened attentively to the news on the phone.

The woman opposite only smiled and asked sincerely, "he must like it very much?"

"Of course." Xia Li hooked up at the corner of his lips, "Su Liu, he thought you gave him that painting."

"How could it?" Su Liu was surprised. She heard something wrong with Xia Li's voice, but she didn't know what had happened and whether she should continue to ask.

Is she still pretending?

Xia Li smiled coldly. Even if the feelings hidden in her heart were smashed half an hour ago, she couldn't help opening her mouth.

"Su Liu, if he asks, you remember to say it was from you." she paused. "He's glad to know it was from you."

Happy as a carefree child.

"Didn't you explain to him?" Su Liu had a headache. What she was most afraid of was to continue to have a relationship with Liang Xu. If he misunderstood, I'm afraid she would continue to struggle in the future.

She didn't want to trample on anyone's feelings, but she couldn't respond to him.

"I think it's better for him not to explain. You know, even if he says it, he won't give up."

It's better to weave a beautiful dream for him than to break his fantasy.

Xia Li didn't want to continue to talk with Su Liu, hung up the phone, looked at the deep dark clouds, stepped on the accelerator and sped away in the direction of coming.

She kept telling herself and reminding herself.

Xia Li, don't expect anything in your life. He is a dream you can't touch forever.