Husband, don't play by the rules

The firmness between the thick sword eyebrows cannot be concealed, and the thin lips that are slightly closed are secretive.

Facing such a handsome man, Gu Xiaoxi's heart started beating wildly, and his eyes were a little flustered.

The eyes that closed her were about to tear her away, and she lowered her head to stare at his collar.

Her little face was a little flushed, and half of her face was covered by the deliberately shaken hair.

Unexpectedly, the hand was tightly clenched and pulled to her chest, the familiar his unique breath lightly brushed her face, and the slender and white fingers gently lifted the half-covered long hair.

That handsome face came straight into her line of sight, his chin was pinched tightly with one hand, his small face was forcibly raised, his eyes locked her pupils tightly, and he said in a somewhat cruel voice: "I really want to give you a kiss." Wear a veil."

Gu Xiaoxi's eyelids drooped helplessly, and the excited heart just now faded away.

The bidding meeting was held on the top floor of that high-end clubhouse last night, and the first person to enter had to go through a strict security check.

Assistant Su Te was waiting there early, and when Song Yihe passed by, he greeted him softly: "President Song, Miss Gu."

Song Yihe glanced at him with serious eyes, Gu Xiaoxi nodded with a smile and said, "Morning Su Tezhu!"

Along with Su Tezhu was the chief designer of Group B, a man named Sun Xian.

Gu Xiaoxi and Song Yihe sat back naturally.

People arrived one after another at about the same time, Su Tezhu was in charge of introducing the major competitors who came to Gu Xiaoxi in a low voice.

This seemed to be his job.

A woman who looked like she was wearing casual and stylish clothes, wearing glasses, and a very temperamental woman walked in. If it wasn't for her temperament, she would have looked very ordinary.

The first thing you do when you come in is a public non-smoking place, the "snap" lighter sounds softly, and a woman's cigarette with a strong fragrance fills the room.

Gu Xiaoxi frowned slightly, and gently covered her nose with her hand.

Just as she was frowning at the woman, a white handkerchief was stuffed into her hand.

She lowered her head and saw the familiar hand with slender fingers, white knuckles and distinct knuckles.

A warm current in his heart can pass through, this is the goodness of this man, no matter it is true or not, he has never made her feel sorry for her, let her heart that keeps telling herself not to be too obsessed with him still has an involuntary sense of dependence.

It's still safe to have him there.

She gently held the handkerchief in her hand, raised her head and smiled at him, but the man didn't look at her.

She didn't cover her mouth for fear of causing embarrassment.

A faint fragrance came suddenly, when Gu Xiaoxi didn't pay attention, a woman sat next to Song Yihe - Xie Wanlan!

The woman is wearing a moon-white cheongsam with hand embroidery today, which is both gorgeous and dignified.

The long hair is rolled up, reminding Gu Xiaoxi of Mount Fuji described by Lu Xun.

Sapphire earrings and a set of white pearl necklaces around the neck.

On the ten fingers of Slim Slim's left hand, she wears a ring inlaid with sapphires, which adds to her solemn charm.

Exquisite makeup and a calm posture brought out the aloof temperament of the president of a large group.

Her bold actions are not in harmony with the external temperament.

The woman came up and took Song Yihe's arm, and leaned her head on his arm intimately in front of everyone, as if no one was there!
"Ah He, why did you leave so suddenly last night? I said that you were upset and you embarrassed me. I didn't care about it. I didn't find it even after I searched for it."

The sound of the woman dripping water didn't seem to affect Song Yihe's mood.

Song Yihe squinted down at her with secretive eyes, and replied flatly, "Oh, something happened."

The woman simply hugged Song Yihe's waist without hesitation, pressing her face even tighter.

The bad information brought by the woman rushed straight into Gu Xiaoxi's brain, and she didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Pretending not to see it, I'm too... that!
If she reacts, what if something goes wrong on this important occasion.

Today's bidding meeting belongs to the Xie family.

Perhaps this is bullying!

Song Yihe's indifferent answer somewhat comforted Gu Xiaoxi.

Although the woman drew small circles on Song Yihe's chest.

Gu Xiaoxi first glanced at Song Yihe with a calm surface.

Song Yihe acted as if he hadn't seen it, and was as lukewarm as before, as if there was no one else.

Gu Xiaoxi's strongly suppressed heart began to beat rapidly, and she looked at the woman several times uncontrollably. Her slightly discolored face and the flashing sword light in her eyes did not hurt the woman at all, and she enjoyed the relationship between the two quietly. In the world, there are only two people in the world.

Gu Xiaoxi clenched her fist slightly, and she really felt ashamed to glance at Su Tezhu, but Su Tezhu looked down at the document in her hand, without looking at her face at all.

His face flushed slightly, and he brushed his hair deliberately.

Sun Xian seemed to look at her several times, his body was really unlovable as if covered with thorns.

She picked up the handkerchief, and said softly and tenderly, "Hubby, let me put the handkerchief in your pocket!"

It was at this time that the woman raised her eyes, her slender beautiful eyes blinked up and down a few times, and she looked at her with a kind of arrogance, dissatisfaction and disdain.

The woman's collar has buttons, and there is an exposed area underneath. The deep cleavage stands out in front of everyone's eyes, making her figure hot.

Gu Xiaoxi felt the importance of the matter today, suppressing her anger forcefully, she glanced at Song Yihe indifferently, and then at the woman, as gentle as a breeze.

With this gentle sweep, the man was petrified as if he had entered a land of no one. I don't know what he was thinking.

Xie Wanlan put her face on it expressing deep dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Xie, did you take the wrong position? Today you should be on the rostrum instead of my husband's place!"

Gu Xiaoxi is neither soft nor hard, and his words of warm deposit are impeccable. There is a deep connotation hidden in that gentle face, and the plain words carry the power to slander.

Xie Wanlan, who never thought of getting angry, only frowned a few times, and looked at Song Yihe.

Such a heavy blow is no longer lethal to Xie Wanlan, it is really invulnerable.

"Ahe, I didn't make a mistake. If I made a mistake, it wouldn't be once or twice!"