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When Gu Ming opened her eyes, she was confused for a moment, as if she hadn't woken up and was still dreaming.
She was lying on an unfamiliar bed. The whole room was decorated with a mixture of Chinese and Western styles. It had a very chaotic sense of the times. She couldn't tell where she was for a while. The most terrible thing was she felt like her whole body was being felt even if she moved. It felt like a car was running over her, and a certain place was even hotter. If it weren't for her dream, her first thought would have been - Damn it! Call the police!
As a veteran who has been in the society, he worked as an undercover reporter passionately, and his legs were almost broken. He risked his life to conduct an in-depth investigation and could not send out the press release. Later, he turned to the entertainment industry in anger and worked in the entertainment industry. Gu Mingjiu has written tidbits about movie stars, and has also worked as a paparazzi, lurking outside the apartment of popular actresses and Xiao Xianrou in the freezing cold wind, just to take pictures of those around them as they return home after a late-night party. Later, he and Lao Tie drank and chatted happily, and sometimes they were quite proud.
In this colorful society, a landlubber chokes on the water a few times, and if he doesn't drown, he will probably survive like a human spirit.
Gu Ming didn't waste a bit of what she learned. She was smooth-talking and double-dealing for more than thirty years. She also had several bed partners around her. It was all a matter of paying attention and not taking care of her heart. One day she got tired of it and broke up. After that, Without wasting a second to mourn the end of this relationship, he moved to the coast to work as an online media editor. He also spent several years running a well-known public account, collecting money to smear and launder his reputation. And they can all justify themselves and form their own school without any image of destruction.
She prides herself on her ever-changing wits and is somewhat blinded by the situation in front of her.
The maid stood in front of her bed and called her cautiously: "Madam, would you like to get up and have something to eat?"
Auntie?
What the hell is that? !
Gu Mingmeng stayed in the quilt for more than ten minutes, hypnotizing himself into a real and absurd dream. When he woke up, he would return to his kennel. Even the strange man's body breath left in the quilt was so Real - terrifyingly real.
She refused to think.
It was so ridiculous that my brain stopped spinning.
"Aunt Gu¡ª¡ª"
The maid was very conscientious and looked up at the setting sun. If the concubine continued to sleep, they would all wonder if she had been tortured to death by the young commander last night and had to be sent to the hospital for treatment, so the screams became louder and louder. The more eager.
Gu Ming opened the quilt with a swoop, revealing her messy head, and her eyes were full of doubts: "What did you call me?"
The maid was startled unexpectedly. When she saw the scorching eyes in her messy hair, she was already wondering if the new concubine had a bad temper, so she was extra careful: "Young Marshal ordered you to call me this way. It is said that my aunt¡¯s surname is Gu, and she is the daughter of Director Gu¡¯s family.¡±
"Director" still has a subtitle in front of him, but this person can send his own daughter to the young marshal's bed. Maybe the subtitle will be removed in a few days.
Gu Ming was stunned.
The plot is inexplicably familiar - the daughter of Director Gu's family is sent to the young marshal's bed isn't this the same sadistic love story she read before falling asleep?
The daughter of Director Gu¡¯s family is of course not the protagonist, but a cannon fodder who lives in Cao¡¯s camp and has a heart for Han. She already had a lover before she was given away by her biological father. She was also a poor boy from the Youth Gang. As a scumbag and a bitch in the novel, The touchstone for testing the male lead in the group, the female lead not only "smartly" discovered her adultery, but also "cleverly" guided the young commander to find out, so her young life was ended by the scumbag with a peanut. .
The heroine steps on her body to meet the sweetheart after the abuse with the hero. No one can remember the paving stones on the road to their love.
Paving Stone Gu Ming:Is this the retribution for my many years of bad behavior?
She was not a sadistic person, so she jumped down to the ground wrapped in a quilt with her hair disheveled, and got closer to the full-length mirror to take a look, revealing half of her delicate little face hidden in her hair, with curved eyebrows, glowing white skin, and a pointed chin. Jian, with a sad expression, is actually a bit pitiful. He is about sixteen or seventeen years old. He is exactly the kind of appearance described in the book. He is pure and pleasant on the outside, but full of sluts on the inside. This is the young marshal. Feng Qu's evaluation of her after breaking out of the adultery.
The maid wanted to help her dress, but she refused: "I want to take a bath."
The bathtub was filled with hot water, and she immersed herself in the warm water, thinking happily: The material conditions in the young marshal's house were still very good, at least she didn't dress like a beggar on the street, or something else in the book A girl in the palace, who is of course also a supporting character, is in a more miserable situation than her.
¡°Oh, that girl hasn¡¯t appeared yet.
Gu Ming was a little lost in thought. When the water turned cold, she hurriedly climbed out of the bathtub.She had carefully prepared clothes, including several cheongsams of different colors and styles. She glanced over them and picked the most elegant one.
The daughter of Director Gu's family was still studying at the Women's Normal School yesterday. She once wanted to be a teacher. The young lover from the Youth Gang was her first student. She secretly came out three days a week to teach him how to read and write. As a result, It's gratifying, it shows that she is still very talented in teaching.
When I came home from school in the evening, I was urged by my father to dress up. It was like packing something, and he gave it to Feng Qu overnight.
Destiny is unpredictable.
The fate of women is particularly humble.
When Gu Ming went downstairs, meals had been prepared in the restaurant downstairs, including hot Guiqi black-bone chicken soup, refreshing stir-fried vegetables, fresh and sweet stir-fried shrimps a table full of dishes, huge She was the only one dining in the restaurant.
The person serving her meal was an old woman, wearing a green buttoned-up gown with a slanted front and black trousers. Her hair was tied into a bun on the back of her head with a silver hairpin. She spoke softly and shrewdly: "Young Marshal, let's go." I'm busy with official duties, my surname is Lin, if my concubine feels that it doesn't suit her, just tell me."
After taking a mouthful of black chicken soup, Gu Ming's comfortable eyes narrowed. After surviving on takeout and convenience food for many years, her taste buds have long been poisoned by various seasonings. All bland things are tasteless, and her food tends to be heavy and salty. Spicy is her favorite. Unexpectedly, the light dishes on this table awakened her sense of taste - it may be because of her body, and it has nothing to do with her.
"Mama Lin, that's very nice. Really. Thank you."
She sincerely thanked her, her eyes were watery, and she ate gracefully, but not too slowly, and the frequency of carrying food was not low. She washed away the message that Xiaoyue had conveyed to her when she went downstairs to serve her - Aunt Gu He seems to have a bad temper.
? ? What¡¯s wrong with this? I'm afraid it's just that I'm young and a newbie, so I'm a little cautious.
Lin¡¯s mother had been serving Feng Qu since she was a child. She knew that her young commander was a demon king, and he never stopped having women around him. Some were given by others, and some were thrown at him by himself. Based on young commander Feng¡¯s social status, he didn¡¯t even have to worry about it, and the women went to him one after another. He dedicated himself.
"Don't worry, Aunt Gu. The young marshal is still very generous to the people around him. As long as the aunt serves the young marshal well, life will not be difficult." Under Gu Ming's gaze, Mother Lin couldn't help but speak kind words for Feng Qu.
Feng Qu, now twenty-five years old, is the eldest son of Marshal Feng¡¯s original wife. He went to military school and went to the battlefield with Marshal Feng. He now has two regiments of soldiers under him. If nothing goes wrong, he will be Marshal Feng¡¯s future heir.
When the outside world mentions Feng Qu, they don't know much about his achievements in fighting and running the army. On the contrary, there are a lot of gossips. The "Feng girls" are a huge group. The true and false also illustrates the young marshal's relationship with men and women. It's more casual.
After Gu Ming finished her meal, she tidied up a little and asked Lin¡¯s mother: ¡°Can I go out?¡±
Mother Lin smiled and said: "My aunt is joking, I am not going to jail. I will ask two attendants to accompany you when you go out. It is a bit chaotic outside now, so please pay attention to safety."
Gu Ming had no other thoughts, she just wanted to go out for some fresh air and see the outside world. She still has an unreal feeling, always feeling like she had a long nightmare, maybe she woke up at some point, still lying in her kennel.
Mother Lin¡¯s work efficiency is very high. When she came out of the building, there were already two young men wearing black coats and black trousers waiting in front of the small building. When they saw her, they bent down and saluted: "Hello, concubine."
This battle was a bit scary. Gu Ming figured out the psychology of the original owner and showed a shy smile: "Thank you both." If she were not familiar with the plot of the book, she would not need to do intelligence work for the time being. According to her own face, which is as thick as a city wall He had a keen sense of smell like a paparazzi. Naturally, he first talked to the guards around Feng Qu to get some useful information and find a way to get out of trouble.
Mother Lin arranged a car, but Gu Ming refused.
"I just want to go for a walk to eat."
She walked out of this small western-style building and looked back, only to realize that this place was extremely quiet. There were seven or eight small western-style buildings standing behind her in the thick shade. She only stayed in one of them last night, and she didn't know which ones were behind. Who lives in the building? The street in front of them is wide and clean, and is surrounded by similar buildings. It can be inferred that this is a residential area that is neither rich nor expensive, and perhaps all the city's military and political dignitaries live there.
"The Cunning Rabbit's Three Cave" is just one of Marshal Feng's residences.
Two men in black followed her from a distance. She walked leisurely for about forty minutes, and found that after passing through the wealthy area, she actually broke into the downtown area. There were various shops lined up opposite the intersection, and there were people shopping in cheongsam. Girls, men in suits or long gowns, children selling newspapers and cigarettes, girls selling flowers were bustling.
Gu Ming couldn't help but take a step back, and suddenly broke into someone else's world, a real world that was so lively.
She turned around hastily and walked back quickly.
"I'm tired and want to go back and rest." She said.
When the sun was about to set, she was sitting on a wicker chair in front of her bedroom window in a daze. She heard the sound of a car coming from the yard downstairs. Soon there was the loud sound of military boots on the floor, and a servant greeted attentively: "Young Marshal. Back!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com).
Gu Ming couldn't help but take a step back, and suddenly broke into someone else's world, a real world that was so lively.
She turned around hastily and walked back quickly.
"I'm tired and want to go back and rest." She said.
When the sun was about to set, she was sitting on a wicker chair in front of her bedroom window in a daze. She heard the sound of a car coming from the yard downstairs. Soon there was the loud sound of military boots on the floor, and a servant greeted attentively: "Young Marshal. Back!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com