Mr Gu’s First Doting Marriage

Xia Yangyang squeezed the phone tightly in her palm.

His eyes lingered on this message for a long time.

Finally retracted his gaze.

Did not return a word.

Xia Yangyang didn't know what she thought in her heart.

Maybe I haven't sorted it out yet.

Perhaps it was because of Gu Qichen's tone that Xia Yangyang was a little unhappy.

In this matter, Xia Yangyang always felt that the initiative was in the hands of Gu Qichen.

Xia Yangyang didn't doubt Gu Qichen's feelings for him.

I just can't believe that he has such a past.

If it was just a period of time, Xia Yangyang could also try to convince herself.

But in history, this section of the past is still continuously extending.

At night, Xia Yangyang plans to go to the market to buy some fish and make fish soup.

In the past two days, although Little Xingxing is very good.

Let her do what she does.

It seems that apart from not speaking, her character is much better than before.

I'm not naughty anymore, and I don't think about climbing trees and roofs all day, like a little monkey with inexhaustible energy.

But seeing such a small star, Xia Yangyang didn't feel happy at all.

Xia Yangyang went out from Ping An Hall.

Ping An Hall is in the innermost part of a small alley.

Xia Yangyang had just walked a while after she left.

I saw a familiar figure.

Xia Yangyang didn't expect to run into Gu Qichen when he went out.

Gu Qichen stood there, wearing a white shirt, his thin suit jacket was taken off by him, and he put it in his arms.

It was still a cold and handsome face.

This is an old alley with gray walls and white tiles, and cracked bluestone bricks on the ground.

Many places are already covered with moss.

But Gu Qichen was meticulous and well-dressed.

The man on the cloud seemed to illuminate the obscure scenery of this alley.

But the moment Xia Yangyang saw Gu Qichen, her mood was even more gloomy.

Xia Yangyang also held a small bamboo basket in her hand.

This small vegetable basket was made by Gu Qichen himself when he lived here with her.

Gu Qichen also saw Xia Yangyang who stopped abruptly.

His footsteps seemed to pause slightly.

Then he walked in the direction of Xia Yangyang.

Gu Qichen's footsteps didn't rush, and he approached slowly, but the aura around him seemed to be getting heavier.

Xia Yangyang looked at Gu Qichen's figure, only feeling as if she was surrounded by a cold breath.

It's obviously the end of June now.

Xia Yangyang stood there until Gu Qichen had already reached Xia Yangyang's.

Gu Qichen said lightly, "Where is the phone?"

Xia Yangyang was a little dull, but Gu Qichen asked this in the first sentence.

Xia Yangyang took the phone out of his pocket: "Here."

Gu Qichen took the phone directly and glanced at it.

Then he looked up and said, "Since I saw my message, why didn't you reply?"

Gu Qichen's voice was calm, and there was no emotional change.

It does not seem to be blamed.

But the more this calm, the more Xia Yangyang feels uneasy.

Xia Yangyang was stunned for half a second, looked away from Gu Qichen's face, and said, "I don't want to go back."

Gu Qichen's eyes seemed to be locked on Xia Yangyang's body.

His eyes were sharp, like a knife, as if he could see through all the emotions of Xia Yangyang.

Gu Qichen said, "Can you tell me what awkwardness you are making now?"