Gu Mengmeng also you’re welcome to take up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth. He asked Mo Qingchen while chewing. Why are you here?
He pushed his glasses, revealing his long and narrow eyes, saying that the Chinese Academy of Sciences is in charge of research projects here.
The light tone is not, otherwise, it is not deliberately showing off. It is like seeing an old friend who has not seen you for many years and telling his story.
She winked at him and smiled a little ashamed.
Fancy meeting you here, Mo Qingchen. I owe you a word. I have been feeling uneasy for more than ten years. Now I have to meet my wish.
She took a breath and said sincerely, I’m sorry. I apologize for my impulsiveness.
He paused for a moment and then smiled lightly.
He waved his hand like a sea breeze. He said, what did you do in the past? Everything is over now. I am fine. If you hadn’t refused in those days, I wouldn’t have achieved this. In the final analysis, I want to say thank you.
Then how dare you be
In this way, we don’t want anyone. When we get together, it makes me realize my original dream. Can you have a meal?
He looked at her.
She thought it was fair and nodded.
The embarrassing atmosphere was eliminated, but it was much more pleasant.
It’s a great pleasure to have a long talk with a stranger in a street restaurant.
Through the understanding of Gu Mengmeng, I know that Mo Qingchen stayed in Beijing with his wife Cai Huafen, a famous Chinese nutritionist in Datong. His wife is two years older than him, and they are very affectionate. It can be said that they are married and admired by everyone.
Mo Qingchen read the newspaper Yu Gu Mengmeng’s reputation and reported that she was very admired for her optimism and professionalism. After he finished his work, he smiled and asked about her marriage.
Gu Mengmeng smiled and said that he was also a soldier in the Beijing Military Region.
The dual-soldier family is glorious. When we were young, the family was protected by the government. Mo Qingchen laughed and teased.
Gu Mengmeng faint smile eyes swept to calm the phone didn’t speak.
Some words point to stop.
That is, old friends and old comrades.
Still can’t finish my heart.
Like MoQingChen she can’t more Chapter three hundred and twelve Vinegar touch vinegar.
After Mo Qingchen changed his mobile phone number, they left outside the Huimian Noodles Pavilion and went back to the center of life.
It’s the most beautiful thing that they passed by in the wrong time, but it’s a pity to be young.
Mo Qingchen, I’m sorry
Gu Mengmeng once again silently apologized to him at the bottom of my heart.
Conway called when she was a little depressed, and the strong wind messed up her thick black hair. She stood in front of Dennis with her eyes narrowed by the wind, rubbing her eyes and sighing.
Press the answer key at random to feed and talk.
She set her own ringtone, and he was very special, and he kept silent all day.
He listened to her voice and asked impatiently, what’s the matter? Are you unhappy?
Happy, squinting and angry, how can he be in a good mood if he doesn’t care?
Just say it’s okay and I’ll hang up.
He was silent for a moment and sighed, and his tone softened a little. Today, I went to inspect and destroyed the communication facilities. There was no signal over there, and you didn’t tell me about the situation. Don’t make me angry, okay? Suddenly, my breath turned pathetic here, and my husband hasn’t had lunch yet.
Looking at the evening sky, she couldn’t help but feel soft at heart.
The tone is still sour. Why didn’t you ask her to arrange dinner for you?
He smiled over there. Lang Lang smiled and came through the eardrum to make her heart beat with it.