The bag lingered on the coffee table and made a "beep" sound. Qin Xin's heart was trembled twice. After a little while, he looked up and looked at the old man with a bit of incomprehensibility.

In the face of the doubts of Qin Yu's love, Mr. Gu Lao sat on the sofa and did not have any meaning to explain.

Sitting on the side of Zhang Ma, the tone is still a gentle opening: "Miss Qin, the things inside, you should look at it first."

Qin Yu loved to take a look at the head. He said to the old gentleman, "Grandpa, you drink tea", and then told Zhang that the mother also used tea before he got up straight and took a step back.

She did not bother to look at the portfolio on the coffee table, but pointed to the bathroom next to it. The temperature was screaming: "I am going to the bathroom, waiting to come back and see, can I?"

Mr. Gu Lao is still the one who turns a deaf ear.

Qin Yu loves to wait in the same place for a little while, pressing the bottom of his heart, and smiling slightly at Mr. Gu, and went to the bathroom.

Closing the door, she did not go to the bathroom, but leaned on the door panel, touched the phone out of her pocket, found the phone number of Gu Yusheng, wrote a text message, and sent him a message: "The rest of his life, Grandpa came It is."

Although she didn't know what was in the portfolio, she was not stupid. She could see that Mr. Gu wanted to find a breakthrough from her and broke her and Gu Yusheng.

Once upon a time, she didn't understand the minds of the rest of her life, and all things were carried out by one person alone, but now it is different. She and he have decided to be together, and everything will naturally face together.

After the mobile phone screen showed that the SMS was successfully sent, Qin Hao Ai took the phone away, put it back in his pocket, turned around, opened the door of the bathroom, and walked out.

Her cut fruit plate, soaked tea, Mr. Gu Lao did not move.

Qin Yu loves to walk in front of the single sofa farthest from Mr. Gu Lao, sit down, then reach out and pick up the portfolio on the coffee table.

Inside is a stack of photos.

Qin Yu loves to hold those photos and organizes a long language in the bottom of his heart before turning his head and looking at Mr. Gu Lao: "Grandpa..."

"Don't explain it to me." Mr. Gu Lao, who did not take care of Qin Yu's love from beginning to end, finally opened the mouth of Jinkou. Qin Yu loved out with a bit of suspiciousness, just glanced at it, and the blood on his face faded by a large part.

Those photos, she and the man hug, she also kissed the man, and she and the man lying on a bed - ...

The men in the photos are different.

Just a glance, Qin Yu loves to recognize that these photos are some of the stills when she was a singer-song actor. It seems that 暧-昧 生 ,, in fact, are misplaced, even those bed-photo, squat, everyone It is wearing clothes.

When filming, in order to find the best lens, it is inevitable that some fragments will be taken repeatedly, so most of the thick stack of photos were cut during the post-production, and did not spread.

More importantly, the men in the photos are all stuntmen or extras. They are really famous, and none of them.

It’s no problem to find the same lens from a movie or TV series. Now even the men in the photo can’t match the number... It’s really a hundred words...

It is no wonder that Mr. Gu Lao has been so ugly from the moment he has come to the present.

Qin Yu loves to hold those photos and organizes a long language in the bottom of his heart before turning his head and looking at Mr. Gu Lao: "Grandpa..."

"Is the person in the photo you?" Mr. Gu Lao, who did not take care of Qin Yu's love from beginning to end, finally opened the golden mouth.