Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

At this time, Su Jiuyao turned her back to Han Ye, and was pillowed on his arm.

While pinching Han Ye's dry and warm palm, he said, "I'm thinking about the days when I lived in Mingchan Temple. Although I was far away from the city at that time, I never experienced this kind of peace."

Gu Hanye kissed the back of her neck and said with a smile, "That's because you haven't met me before."

"Smelly."

After finishing speaking, the corners of Su Jiuyao's mouth raised, yes, it would be great if I could meet Gu Hanye at that time.

But it doesn't seem too late now.

She couldn't help shrinking into his arms again.

Gu Hanye put his arms around her waist, almost biting her ear and asked, "Do you like being hugged by me?"

Su Jiuyao nodded, she really liked it very much, no matter how terrible things she experienced every time, as long as she was in his arms, she would feel very safe and happy.

She was not good at expressing her feelings, but she really wanted to express her feelings, so she turned around and said to him, "Gu Hanye, I want to play a song for you."

After Jiuyao finished speaking, she broke free from his embrace and got out of bed.

She was wearing a little nightdress, and it was a little cold, so she casually put on Gu Hanye's suit jacket, which he left on the sofa the night before.

Then he turned his head and shook his head at Gu Hanye: "Come on."

Gu Hanye couldn't help laughing seeing the little girl's full of interest.

After all, he was still a child.

He followed Jiuyao to the study room, leaning against the bookshelf beside him, watching Jiuyao sitting in front of the piano.

The large suit was put on her body, which made her look more petite and exquisite. The slightly messy long hair was softly draped on her shoulders, making people want to touch it.

She took a deep breath, and her white and slender fingers danced on the black and white keys.

It was a relaxed and cheerful piece of music, Jiu Yao played it very lively, and Gu Hanye's mood also became more cheerful.

Although I was absent from work for half a day, which caused some work to be delayed, but looking at the situation, I only felt that it was worth the loss of business.

As the last note fell, the little woman looked at him with a smile: "Does it sound good?"

Gu Hanye didn't answer, came to her side, closed the piano cover, picked her up and put her gently on the piano...

An hour later, the two had lunch.

During this period, he naturally received a lot of stares from the little woman, and Gu Hanye was wronged. At this time, let alone Jiuyao staring at him, he was willing to bear it even if he was beaten.

Who made him break his promise in less than half an hour after he promised to restrain himself?

After the meal, the tired Su Jiuyao slept for another hour.

Gu Hanye worked in the study.

When Jiuyao woke up, he acted as a driver and took her to the hotel where the press conference was rehearsed.

It was still cloudy outside.

With the arrival of a gust of cold air, Haicheng dropped eight or nine degrees overnight.

Haicheng, which had already entered spring, suddenly seemed to have returned to winter.

Su Jiuyao sat in the co-pilot, silently looking at the desolate street, with a dignified expression.

Before she went to the physical classroom to train, the person she had the most contact with was Bai Qing, but today it was different. More than a dozen models who participated in the press conference were present.

Su Jiuyao felt tired at the thought of talking to so many people.

Then I thought of those remarks on the Internet that slandered her, and it was false to say that I didn't care at all, so I was a little upset.

When they reached the hotel entrance, Su Jiuyao glanced at the hotel lobby.

Looking at the reception area inside through the floor-to-ceiling glass, you can see that many people have already come.

They were all young, beautiful, and tall girls who looked like models at first glance, obviously they all came to participate in the rehearsal.

Su Jiuyao sighed, wrapped her clothes, and was about to get out of the car. Just as she was about to open the car door, Gu Hanye held her hand.