Guiqiu the Hostess Let Go of the Salted Fish

"Me? Didn't you say that? I have always been Gong Zhi."

"It has always been me, no one else."

"...Well, in my last life, I was 27 when I died...Haha, what are you doing with relief? Are you afraid that I used to be an old woman?"

The car drove on the airport highway, drifting slightly for a moment, and then quickly stabilized. A faint voice came from the car.

"No, no, no..."

Gong Zhi turned his head and saw that although Shen Ying had been staring at the front, her ears were red, obviously not so peaceful. Gong Zhi couldn't help but laugh, she inexplicably recovered a little sense of dominance, perhaps because Shen Ying is now acting like a little girl.

Shen Ying was indeed in confusion.

She really didn't expect that Gong Zhihui would really have questions and answers. What kind of person was the other party before? Twenty-seven years old, older than the current self, but not very big compared to the self in the previous life, but the other party always has a calm temperament, because she had a successful career before...

However, not an old lady, it's really nice.

Although, even the old lady... it doesn't mean that it is totally unacceptable.

Shen Ying's voice is weak, with a little bit of shyness: "Even if it is..., it doesn't matter. I, I won't mind."

Gong Zhi was taken aback, then turned his head, let out a small "poof", and his shoulders also moved.

Shen Ying: "..."

She was a little helpless, and after a while, she also followed with a silly smile. This was completely different from the previous appearance. Gong Zhi revealed his secrets, which made Shen Ying feel as if she was tied with a string in her heart. Although she was still floating, she was still dragged in the palm of her hand.

Shen Ying liked this feeling, and her wafting soul seemed to finally belong.

"Then... Which life do you prefer?" Shen Ying asked.

Gong Zhi squinted and looked ahead. The snow has stopped, and the road is very humid, but it is still clean, but there are still piles of snow white on both sides. It seems that this road is very long, and it seems like time, you can only go forward, keep going forward, and there is no chance to turn back.

"...I... still this life."

Gong Zhi said.

For Gong Zhi, this life is like a dream to fill up the regrets of the past. Family, friends, good family background. But everything is not very happy, as if telling Gong Zhi at any time that you have to be content, and you have to be satisfied. You have obtained these things, it is already very good.

Both parents and relatives, but they obviously prefer their elder brother.

The friend himself is a bunch of tatters.

But after all, it is much better than the previous life. She originally thought that she should be content.

Gong Zhi turned her head to look at Shen Ying. Shen Ying's mouth was still smiling. After noticing Gong Zhi's eyes, she quickly turned her head and smiled towards Gong Zhi: "Me too, I also like this life very much. ."

Gong Zhi said dryly: "We... are all the same."

I always feel that the atmosphere seems a little bit...maybe it's a little calm and sweet, or maybe it's a little...

A smile appeared from the corners of Gong Zhi's mouth. In short, it wasn't something that made people unhappy.

Shen Ying didn't ask too much about Gong Zhi's "last life". She clicked to stop, then stopped

【why? I think she cares a lot. ] Gong Zhi couldn't help asking inwardly.

The system that has been converted into the Shuangwen route of the major female protagonist’s career: [Host, my love module has been uninstalled. 】

Gong Zhi: [...]

Forget it, this useless system is really useless.

Huang Wentao waited for a long time at the airport. He was very impatient. The palace family was bigger than his, and his family had to rely on people to eat. He remembered the old man’s call on the phone: “Someone recently robbed us of the production line left by Weng’s family. I don’t care what you do, but Gong Zhi’s experience has been captured by me anyway. You mess, you Lao Tzu I slapped you to death, so I just knelt in front of the palace director and said that you will never commit a crime again, so that you have such an opportunity. Don't waste it."

"Tsk, you're just my son, who won't you help me?" Huang Wentao put down the phone, kicked the box next to him, pulled up the giggling tender model and kissed him, squeezing the other's ass. Some reluctant to leave.

"You go back to my house and wait for me. When I'm done, you will go back."

The tender model touched Huang Wentao's chest, gave him a fascinating wink, and then turned to leave. Huang Wentao touched his lips and sighed again. Standing on the spot, he really looked like an ordinary, polite and successful man.

It was just that he waited for more than an hour before the late Gongzhi came.

Huang Wentao straightened his tie, walked to Gong Zhi, and smiled: "We meet again, Miss Gong. Thank you for coming to pick me up."

Gong Zhi nodded, curled his lips, and said nothing: "Let's go."

A bit of hostility flashed in Huang Wentao's eyes, but a person stood in front of him, blocking his look at Gong Zhi. Huang Wentao was a little surprised when he saw the familiar face: "It's you."

Gong Zhi turned his head to look at Huang Wentao: "Do you know each other?"

"...When we ate before, we had a relationship." Huang Wentao said, he paused, and his eyes changed a little when he looked at Gong Zhi, "Is this a good friend of the rumored Miss Zhong Gong?"

That is to say, in the rumors, the childish girlfriend of the young master of the palace family.

The old man said that he was absurd, and his sons and daughters were about the same. One had a fiancé, and what kind of stand-in, he said that he seemed very affectionate. And the other one, as a woman, would allow her best friend to get along with her brother, fearing that it wasn't because she had any thoughts about the family business of the palace family.

They are all raccoon dogs, pretending to be pure.

Huang Wentao curled his lips, put a smile on his face, and said, "The relationship between the two is really good."

"Don't worry, you care." Gong Zhi glanced at Huang Wentao, then turned and left.

"Hey, Miss Gong." Huang Wentao thought of the news he had heard when he went abroad, and hurriedly took a few steps forward and laughed, "This time I went abroad, I saw that Miss Song."

As he said, he looked at Shen Ying with a critical look: "We also talked a few words. That Miss Song misses the old people in China very much."

Gong Zhi stopped all of a sudden. Recently, she heard Song Zhi's name a little bit more often, which always gave her the posture of rain and wind. She looked at Shen Ying, Shen Ying blinked, and then smiled at her: "I'm fine."

Shen Ying remembered Song Zhi, but the other party actually dismissed her at all. The two were so far apart.

Moreover, in this life she didn't want to get involved between Song Zhi and Gong Yi, she just had to hold the person in front of her.

Gong Zhi was silent for a moment, seeming to understand Shen Ying's thoughts. She looked at Huang Wentao, but didn't smile: "Really? Let's talk about it when she comes back."

Huang Wentao looked suspiciously at Gong Zhi and then at Shen Ying, and finally defeated in the same indifference between the two, and finally snorted and followed them silently.

After Huang Wentao was delivered, Gong Zhi first called his old man.

After hearing that Gong Zhi only sent Huang Wentao back, Gong Zhengqi didn't say anything, just asked: "She's by your side?"

"Yeah." Gong Zhi replied.

Gong Zhengqi muttered, sighed again, and hung up the phone.

Gong Zhi always felt a sense of vicissitudes like a father in it, but she hadn't figured out what was going on, so Shen Ying had already looked over: "You are here to pick up Huang Wentao, your father really intends to give the Huang family a chance? "

Gong Zhi smiled, she was not so emotionally sensitive, but when it came to business, she suddenly became sharp, not to mention that Gong Zhengqi told her about it.

"This is putting pressure on another company." Gong Zhi put away the phone, she looked at Shen Ying, her eyes softened under the car lights, "Now there are two companies that are robbing Weng's former supplier. Huang's family. After all, I have been cooperating, and another company suddenly appeared. I have not cooperated before, and the trust level is not high."

In fact, when Gong Zhi was in Gong’s house before, Shen Ying listened to it through a wiretap. It's just that Shen Ying's most recent thoughts are on Gong Zhi, and she has spent little thought on this aspect, she immediately raised her brows and remained silent.

But Gong Zhi, after saying that, turned his head and smiled at Shen Ying.

"So, you have to hurry up."

Shen Ying took a long time to say: "...you know..."

"The words you said to Weng Nan are so loud, I am not deaf." Gong Zhi replied.

Shen Ying suddenly didn't know how to continue, she just looked at Gong Zhi: "You don't...you don't blame me?"

"Chaosheng is very good in your hands, why should I blame you." Gong Zhi didn't lift his eyes.

Shen Ying fell silent, she didn't know what to say, just bowed her head and said nothing. After a while, she whispered: "You should blame me...I..."

"Shen Ying." Gong Zhi suddenly called Shen Ying.

Shen Ying looked up at Gong Zhi blankly. Gong Zhi sighed, she reached out her hand and stroked Shen Ying's cheek gently.

Shen Ying's body trembled slightly, she bit her lower lip, trying her best to control her reaction from Gongzhi's touch. The purer the other's eyes, the more excited Shen Ying, and the more ashamed of this physical excitement.

Her teeth fell into the flesh, and she tried hard, she wanted to control herself, but she still looked at Gong Zhi greedily.

She knew that Gong Zhi might be a little different to herself, and she also knew what kind of self Gong Zhi liked. Almost subconsciously, she showed that kind of pitiful posture, and the look in Gong Zhi's eyes was like a grass trembling in the cold wind, and she only needed to be pityed by people.

[...Too foul, look at me like this. 】

Gong Zhi muttered in a low voice, she shielded the nagging of the system plan, and allowed the silence of this moment to continue.

Light snow fluttered again outside the window, flashing light under the street lamp. With the cold winter wind, the snow was lifted up like a mist. But no one cares about the scenery outside, even Gongzhi, a southerner in his bones, forgot to see it.

"I believe you."

Gong Zhi said, as she moved forward, the custard-like fragrance swept towards Shen Ying. Shen Ying held her breath, she stretched out her hand, wanting to hug Gong Zhi, but after all, that hand just vainly fell on Gong Zhi's waist.

She dare not.

Gong Zhi laughed, and the kiss fell between Shen Ying's eyebrows.

Like the snow outside the window, it melts at the touch and is silent. But it wrapped Shen Ying's heart, poured a Wang Qingquan into the dry land for a long time, and bloomed a small, fragile and beautiful flower.