Chapter 11

As soon as Gu Mingrui came out, he ran to the stairwell immediately. As expected, he saw Pei Qingle in a hurry.

"Sister!" Gu Mingrui called out and went into Pei Qingle's arms. His head rubbed against Pei Qingle's stomach, and his two small hands grasped her clothes. He was very happy.

"Good ~" Pei Qingle also rubbed his head happily.

I don't know why, every time I see Gu Mingrui's SMS, or see his people, Pei Qingle is very happy, this kind of happiness is not disguised, from the bottom of my heart.

Perhaps she also saw that Gu Mingrui's pure eyes did not conceal his love for her.

"Sister, what do you think I brought you?"

Gu Mingrui took out a doll from his pocket and put it in the palm of Pei Qingle's palm: "this is the day I got a hundred points, the teacher awarded me, I want to give it to my sister, so that when you miss me, you can have a look at the bear."

Pei Qingle's heart was warm. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. She pinched Gu Mingrui's Pink smile and said in a soft voice, "thank you."

"Gu Mingrui."

A steady and powerful voice came from behind. Gu Mingrui's small body trembled and immediately bowed his head.

But he did not forget to put the bear into Pei Qingle's pocket and said softly, "sister, take care of it!"

He said, reluctantly returned to Gu Linhan's side, bowed his head and confessed: "Dad."

"Go back, and I'll settle with you later." Gu Lin coldly glanced at him, his face was expressionless.

Gu Mingrui sighs and can only look back at Pei Qingle in three steps, but dare not disobey Gu Linhan.

Pei Qingle frowns and looks at the man in front of her. The man is also looking at her. She looks at each other with four eyes. Weiwei in her heart is surprised by the man's eyes.

The deep eyes Weiwei's upward pick, although he is handsome, but no expression of the face with a deep domineering, let people fear, many people come and go can't help looking at him, but dare not see more, just a glance, then hurriedly bow his head.

"Miss Pei, take a step."

Dumb voice with Weiwei's sense of oppression, Pei Qingle nodded, followed him to the other side of the less people.

There is no smoking in shopping malls, so Gu Linhan is only holding a cigarette in his hand. His dark gray suit makes his whole person obscure.

The corridor is very crowded. Pei Qingle and Gu Linhan are close together. They can smell each other's faint fragrance and some tobacco flavor. She looks up and sees Gu Linhan's deep eyes, and Weiwei moves in her heart.

"Miss Pei knows what identity she is and why she comes to contact Xiaorui again?"