C403 (1/2)

Gu Xinian went back to his room, only to find that Gu Qian was sleepy, carrying his mobile phone, strode up to take it, put her back in the quilt, ”you sleep, I'll see.”

Cuddling Xiangxiang soft, Gu Qian really sleeps a lot.

It's Deng Rulin's lethal wechat. He's afraid to call.

[shallowly, has Weibo been posted? Has Weibo been posted? 】

[did you send it? Did you send it? 】

since then, Gu Xinian has frowned many times. Where did Gu Qian find this wonderful agent.

Gu Xinian thought that he meant to urge the day to dawn.

I'll send it. 】

take a picture of that carefully made fake medical record, and then go to Gu Qian's Micro blog. The finger that is about to press the send button stops. Gu Xi Nian hesitates. If he sends a picture directly, will it not be very good?

Forget it.

[she fell asleep and talked in her sleep, making her microblog safe. 】Then attach the photo you just took.

Not surprisingly, the night can also stir up a thousand waves.

[ganna! I was originally watching suowen crying, but suddenly I was stuffed with a mouthful of peerless melon. 】

[sleep!! I didn't change color, did I? 】

[upstairs, be rational. Gu Qian's medical record looks serious. 】

[traffic accident! God, is shallow OK? It's so serious that I was in a coma two days ago! 】

[if it's really a car accident, why doesn't the agency know? It's always vague. 】

[Mr. Gu comes first and takes away shallowly. How can the brokerage company know? Besides, it's like the medical records of a private hospital. 】

[you don't believe what people say! Concussion coma 3 days of traffic accident, face unexpectedly without apparent trauma? What kind of luck is this? 】

[upstairs means that medical records can also be forged? 】

[although I don't know whether this medical record is true or false, there are some operations to forge medical records. In other words, we can't imagine bourgeois corruption. 】

[Niu PI, rising posture. 】

What does it matter to Gu Xinian whether it is true or not? It was Deng Rulin who finally realized that what he was urging was Gu Xinian, who was a little hesitant.

[that Mr. Gu, are you not bothered? 】

Gu Xinian didn't return to him, so he walked to the study upstairs.

When Gu Qian woke up the next day, he never thought that Gu Xinian would post a microblog for him, and he was so ambiguous

If he is now making another one, it seems that he is suspected of making a show, Gu Qian has to choose a few reply.

[the driver's younger brother is very good at technique, and the injury is not very serious. He was scared and fainted for several days. 】Attached is a cute cat expression bag.

[because the accident happened on a remote road, I was in a coma for a few days. I was afraid of causing confusion and didn't say anything, so I didn't have time to tell the company. 】

[I'm sorry to worry you. I've had a good rest and will start work soon! 】

all kinds of discussions and conjectures about how corrupt the bourgeoisie can be quickly reversed, and unification has become a fan's desire to turn over.

Very good, very good, this painting style is normal.

After a long night's sleep, Gu Qian felt that his whole body was unobstructed, and his heavy burden suddenly disappeared.

Deng Rulin saw the right time and finally made a phone call while Gu Xinian was away, ”shallow? How are you feeling now? ”

”I'm fine. I'm ok. It's not serious at all.”