good night warlord

Chapter 165 She Speaks Wrong That Day

The little girl ran over happily, and Cayenne stopped far away so as not to hit her.

The man got out of the car with long legs, his tall and straight figure made the street lamp pull out a long figure, and then another petite figure ran over, merged into one and overlapped.

"Husband, welcome home. Husband has worked hard. Husband, hello."

The little girl hung on the man's neck, stood on her tiptoes and pulled the man slightly to bow his head before giving a sweet breath.

From the morning to the present, she really missed him no less than three thousand times.

In the past, after she gave her a umada, a man would always hug her and kiss her back, but not today.

After Gu Qingyi stood still, seeing his hands behind his back, the little girl rolled her eyes, her big eyes were bright:

"Husband, did you prepare a gift for me?"

There was a slight arc on the man's lips, and a smile overflowed from the bottom:

"Ah."

The little girl grabbed his hand to watch, but since Yan had his hands behind his back during the war, he naturally didn't intend to let her know so easily:

"I can give it to you only if I guess it right."

"Ah, let me guess."

The little girl had to guess by herself when she heard it, her mouth pouted:

"Honey, is it okay not to guess? Can you just give it to me?

Giving gifts is meant to surprise the other party. If I guess correctly, the surprise will be reduced by half.

Dear husband, you can do it, okay? "

The little girl tugged at the corner of the man's clothes, acting coquettishly.

Those eyes blinked and blinked, especially cute and sprouting.

During the war, Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and he turned his eyes away from seeing her coquettish and cute appearance:

"But you think, if you can't guess right all the time, if I give it to you again, will the surprise be even bigger?"

The little girl turned her big eyes and thought, it seemed that her husband was right.

"Well, I guess...the flowers, 99 roses, right?"

During the war, Yan looked at her expectant look, and wanted to laugh:

"No."

Not a rose?

"It's a necklace, a diamond necklace, or a bracelet."

She has the ring, and the ring can't be given out often. The meaning is not good, and he won't make that kind of low-level mistake.

The man's eyes darkened:

"Yi Baoer, you can think of something not so vulgar."

"But you used to give me these tacky things." The little girl's patience and curiosity were inversely proportional.

During the war, Yan Jinbo's lips parted, and his eyes flickered, as if the clothes and jewelry he had given as gifts in the past were mostly:

"Guess again, if you don't get it right, I'll show you."

Gu Qingyi looked at Yan Qingjun's face during the war. She deliberately drew this man in her drawing today as a cool and handsome little brother. Could it be...

A flash of inspiration flashed through the little girl's mind, and she said pleasantly:

"Could it be, you also painted me."

The arc of Yan's lips widened again during the war, and the little girl was overjoyed to see the little expression on his face:

"I want to see it, give it to me quickly."

Gu Qingyi stretched out her soft hand, as if she wanted to ask him for candy.

Only then did the man put the work he had painted on her hand.

Gu Qingyi waited impatiently. After seeing his work, the smile on her little face froze:

"You just used a piece of A4 paper to draw me?"

During the war, Yan withdrew his hand and froze. Looking at her somewhat disappointed face, the smile on her face also disappeared, and explained:

"There is no other paper in the office, so I just took it and drew..."

The little girl continued to complain: "It is still drawn with a pen, who draws with a pen, I thought it was a sketch."

During the war, Yan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say: "Don't like it?"

Seeing his worried look, Gu Qingyi laughed:

"I like it. My husband's paintings are great, even better than mine. You were tricked by me, right? You think I don't like it?"

During the war, Yan saw her star-like smiling eyes again, and realized that she just said that on purpose when she disliked A4 paper and pens.

The man held her in his arms, like hugging a naughty little wild cat:

"Dare to lie to your husband, huh?"

The man breathed hot air in her ear, and then stretched his slender fingers towards the soft flesh around her waist.

The man who has done intimate things knows her body well, so he naturally knows that she is most afraid of raising her here.

The little girl screamed and avoided, begging for mercy while hiding:

"No, husband, I was wrong, I was wrong, haha, don't tickle me, I was wrong, I will never dare again..."

The man hugged her, just now he really thought she didn't like it, so she must remember it well:

"Aren't you happy to receive a gift? Huh?"

"Haha, I'm happy. I'm so happy that I'm going crazy. Husband, please let me go. I was wrong."

Tears came out of Gu Qingyi's smile, and she couldn't help it. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Aunt Zhou smiling at the door and watching the two of them quarreling here. The little girl seemed to see a savior:

"Aunt Zhou, help... I don't want to laugh anymore, haha..."

Aunt Zhou had a kind smile on her face, and when she heard Gu Qingyi's plea for help, she felt that the two of them were having trouble, so she kindly said:

"Sir, the young mistress hasn't had dinner yet, and I'm just waiting for you to come back together."

During the war, Yan let her go.

When we arrived at the restaurant, the little girl was not in a hurry to eat first, but took a picture of Yan Hua's painting during the war and sent it to Moments.

Accompanying text: "In my husband's eyes, I am not as beautiful as myself."

In the evening, during the war, Yan went to the study to deal with things again.

Gu Qingyi waited until eleven o'clock, but before seeing him come back, she got out of bed to look for him.

Before going out, the little girl thought of something, went back to the cloakroom, and changed her silk pajamas into his white shirt.

His white shirt is very big, and it can cover her small body just right. The little girl tidied up the neckline in front of the mirror, and left three unbuttoned on purpose. The big neckline only needs to be bent slightly, er... at a glance There is nothing left.

Her little face was flushed, and if it was usual, she would never dare to dress like this, but she faintly felt that Yan didn't touch her several times during the war because she said something wrong that day.

When they arrived at the study, the little girl knocked on the door first, and then opened the door to go in.

The man looked up and saw the two straight and slender legs dangling under the pure white figure, his eyes gradually darkened.

Gu Qingyi walked to his desk without knowing it, brushed her long curly hair as thick as seaweed, tiptoed, and sat obliquely in front of his eyes:

"Husband, it's late, are you still busy?"

The little girl's eyes fell on the document in front of the man, and she didn't dare to meet the man's sight.

If the man's gaze is substantial, she will feel the scorching hot feeling on the skin.

A flash of light flashed through Yan Youyou's deep eyes during the war, he leaned back slightly, spread his legs and leaned on the seat, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and said in a deep voice:

"come over."

The man's sexually hoarse voice made Gu Qingyi's heart tremble.

She must not sleep today.