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Chapter 172

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    During dinner, Mrs. Feng was surprised to find that her son was angry and twisted, and did not pay any attention to Gu Ming.

    On the contrary, Gu Ming, who had always been indifferent to Feng Qu, changed his attitude. Not only did he serve him soup and vegetables, but he also asked earnestly: "A Qu, is the food tonight to your liking?"

    Feng Qu put down the bowl and looked at her deeply as if he was full of anger.

    Gu Ming quickly picked up his bowl and took the spoon, hesitating: "You want me to feed you?"

    Feng Qu glanced at her sideways: "Did you do it on purpose?"

    Zhang Tian: "I eat it myself, but you still feed me, are you ashamed?"

    Mrs. Feng smiled secretly.

    Feng Qu was trained as an heir by Feng Boxiang since he was a child. In addition, he had been in the army for many years and was mostly indifferent to emotions and anger outside. In front of her, he was somewhat humane, filial and sensible, but she had never seen him show off his temper.  It looks pretty cool.

    However, Gu Ming pretended to be stupid seriously: "No, no, I'm not afraid that you will be tired."

    Feng Qu: This sentence is definitely mocking him. Apart from reading the newspaper today, he didn't even bother to do official business.

    Since the affairs of the magazine had been arranged with his strong intervention, the motorcade set off that night, taking Ning Xuehua with him on a business trip to Rongcheng.

    A motorcade was parked at the gate of the Governor's Mansion, with military trucks clearing the way in front and behind. There were five cars in the middle, two of which were for several people. Feng Qu stood in front of the second car, watching helplessly as Gu Ming followed with Zhang.  Sweet Mrs. Feng and Ning Xuehua were about to get into the next car. The veins on her forehead couldn't help but jump a few times. She strode over to catch her, grabbed her slim waist, lifted her up from the back, and stuffed her directly into him.  car.

    Ning Xuehua craned her neck to take a look, and after getting in the car, she asked Mrs. Feng cautiously: "Shuai Feng seems to be in a bad mood?" Although he was serious when he went to the magazine office in the morning, he was not as scary as before, and his posture looked like he was going to fight.  Person: "Will the editor-in-chief be okay?"

    She ran away from her family because she wanted to escape from a feudal marriage and the fate of being dominated by men. It turned out that Gu Ming was smart and capable, and she also paid attention to women's rights in her book, but she was so weak when it came to her fianc¨¦, which is really worrying for the magazine.  Will the future destiny be affected by a man's mood?

    ¡ª¡ªBesides, what kind of magazine can a ¡°pseudo-feminist¡± who submits to her fianc¨¦ create?

    Mrs. Feng pursed her lips and smiled. Seeing her worried look, she smiled and explained: "Don't worry, he looks fierce and evil, and he won't do anything to A Ming. On the contrary, A Ming has eaten my son to death.  !¡±

    Ning Xuehua thought to herself: Mother-in-laws in the world are biased. How can they see the pain and worry of their daughter-in-law?

    Gu Ming was put into the car. When Feng Qu got out of the car with a black face and ordered to set off, she obediently leaned over and said, "Qu, I'm dizzy."

    Feng Quming knew that she was pretending, but he was still worried about what might happen. His face was still frosty, but his tone had softened: "Really dizzy? Is there anything else that makes you feel uncomfortable?"

    Gu Ming was very good at acting coquettishly. To see if she was willing to soften her body, for the sake of the future of her magazine, she came up with ways to please her creditors and rubbed herself into his arms. She said softly: "Maybe she's tired today.  , I have a headache and dizziness, Aqu, please touch my forehead to see if I have a fever?¡± He raised his head and looked at him pitifully with his big clear eyes: ¡°Aqu¡ª¡ª¡± I don¡¯t know if the beauty trap works.

    Feng Qu lowered his head and put his forehead against hers to try. The temperature was normal. He glanced at the corners of her slightly raised lips and his anger subsided. He sighed secretly and held her in his arms. He also told the driver: "  Drive more slowly, Madam is not feeling well." She was actually a little happy in her heart, no matter who she was hiding in her heart, she was willing to spend time coaxing him, and she was willing to use one or two distractions on him, what else could he care about?

    He himself felt that he was very worthless, but when he met a heartless girl like Gu Ming, could he get to the bottom of it and have a cold heart with her?

    My self-esteem has been preserved, maybe I have run away long ago.

    If he could turn back time, he would definitely not have slammed the door and left in the Rongcheng military government prison, but would have done anything to keep her by his side and love her well. What happened to the pretty boy named Zhang?

    For the same thing, Feng Qu summed up his experience and lessons and formulated a policy for the long-term war of resistance. He still held her delicate body in his arms, could smell the fragrance of her hair, and played with her delicate and soft hands. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.  Qian: In the battlefield of love, self-esteem is worthless if you want to get the woman you love!

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: "Gong Xiyuan has been running a newspaper office for many years, so I still come to ask for advice and experience, so as to avoid making detours."

    Although Feng Qu knew that there was no ambiguity between men and women, he still inevitably felt depressed in his heart, saying, "She would rather see other men than stay with me." He hugged and kissed her for a long time, and his depression did not diminish.  Zeng wanted to devour it, and didn't want to let go at all. He just wanted to spend the night with her: "Aren't you tired after sitting in the car for such a long time? Why don't I accompany you to bed to rest?"

    Gu Ming was originally well-behaved and was held in his arms by him. She had been kissed and touched. She thought that no matter how stingy this man was, she had made such a big sacrifice, so she should just accept it as soon as she could.  Knowing that Feng Qu was actually thinking of something else, he immediately became furious. He jumped up and kept lying down: "What else do you want? Am I the gun in your waist? Take it with you wherever you go, and put it on your pillow when you sleep.  Bian, can¡¯t leave for even a moment? Don¡¯t I have anything of my own to do?¡±

    Feng Qu sat on the sofa and looked up at her, resentful and aggrieved: "Where did you want to go? I just thought you were tired. You said you had a headache when we set out." He held her hand and didn't let go, feeling extremely distressed.  His appearance: "There will be a banquet at my house during the Lantern Festival. You will be the most beautiful woman in the room, so you can't get sick."

    Her voice was incredibly gentle, her reasons were impeccable, she was considerate and thoughtful, and she couldn't fault her at all, and it seemed like she was being unreasonable.

    Gu Ming choked back her anger and said suspiciously: "Really? Are you jealous? Are you staring at me closely?"

    Feng Qu cried out: "Where are you thinking? You and Gong Xiyuan have nothing to do with each other. They are just friends. How could you still cuckold me? Why am I staring at you? A Ming, you underestimate me too much."  Oh, am I such a narrow-minded person?"

    "I was wrong, I'm sorry." Gu Ming looked grateful to be persuaded by him: "I know you are worried about my health, and I will pay attention to it. But the matter of the magazine cannot be delayed any longer, and you  If you don't understand this, I have to find someone who knows how to learn from it, right? I'll accompany you when I come back." She lowered her head and kissed his left and right cheeks, and said: "I knew my A'qu was the best.  You are magnanimous and support my career. There are not many men in the world who can match my Ah Qu!" But he thought in his heart: If we talk about being petty, you can really take the top spot.

    She packed her bags and went out, urging the maid to invite Ning Xuehua. When she turned around and saw the dumbfounded Feng Qu still sitting on the sofa in shock, she burst into laughter and was in a good mood.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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