Song Siyi felt a burning gaze, and when he turned around, he saw Gu Juncheng, who was wearing a dark blue shirt, black suit pants, and a black blazer on his arm, standing under the crystal chandelier.

I don't know if it's because of the light, but his face looks as crimson as powder, making him look less cold and intimidating than before.

Gu Juncheng, who has a soft face, is even more handsome and moving, just like the jade prince who came out of the painting.

Although he is very good-looking and charming, Song Siyi instinctively weakens his legs when he sees him.

"Mr. Gu, you're back, do you want to eat some?" Song Siyi asked with a smile in his eyes.

Her voice is very good, as crisp and moving as a yellow warbler, Gu Juncheng likes it very much.

"Come here!" Gu Juncheng seemed to beckon a cat, and there was a kind of confusion and laziness in his voice.

Although Song Siyi was very hungry, she did not disobey Gu Juncheng's order, who made him the gold master?

Step by step, he walked in front of him and stood still, smelling the rich aroma of wine on Gu Juncheng's body.

No wonder his face was so red, it seemed that he had drunk a lot of alcohol.

"Please me!"

The cold voice sounded above Song Siyi's head, making her body tremble.

She wanted to ask if she could fill her stomach first, but she didn't.

The chess pieces should have the dedication of the chess pieces, and the owner will do whatever he wants!

Song Siyi is not the kind of enthusiastic and unrestrained person, and she feels very shy outside the bedroom.

Her silence made Gu Juncheng extremely unhappy.

"Want to terminate the agreement?" Gu Juncheng reminded in a cold voice.

Song Siyi raised a sweet smile, "Mr. Gu, don't be so anxious, people aren't trying to please you somewhere, you will be more comfortable!" said and stretched out his hand to untie Gu Juncheng's belt.

However, the belt, which she thought would be easy to open, was difficult to unfasten, and the tighter it became.

The gentle touch and friction of her little hand made Gu Juncheng's body feel irritable.

Damn, he has always been known as abstinent and cold by Lu Xiangchuan, why did this woman easily make him lose his concentration?

Could it really be that as Lu Xiangchuan said, he has been abstaining for a long time, and once he starts, he will be unable to stop?

Gu Juncheng grabbed Song Siyi's slender waist with one hand, lifted it up, and kissed her lips accurately.

The jelly-soft touch made Gu Juncheng frantically absorb the sweetness in her lips!

Song Siyi was almost kicked by his kiss, the fragrance of red wine in his mouth intoxicated her consciousness, and her body gradually became soft, clinging to Gu Juncheng.

Just when Song Siyi thought that Gu Juncheng would do her here, Gu Juncheng let go of her.

"Go eat!" Gu Juncheng's voice was hoarse and forbearing, leaving three words, and strode upstairs.

Song Siyi thought that Gu Juncheng was worried that she was hungry, so she held back her desire, looked at his slightly hurried figure, and said gratefully: "Thank you, I will boil some sobering tea and serve it to you later." ”

Song Siyi prepared the ingredients for the decanting soup and put it in the pot to cook, and then sat on the dining table to eat, she was already very hungry, and she thought that she would have to consume a lot of physical strength in a while, and swept away all the two dishes she cooked.

After eating to the satisfaction of eating, and after the sanitation work was done, the temperature of the decanting soup was just right, so I walked upstairs with the decanting soup.

Pushing open the bedroom door, I saw Gu Juncheng lying on the bed, still wearing his previous clothes.

"Mr. Gu, wake up, drink a little sobering soup and go to sleep!" Song Siyi called from behind him.

Gu Juncheng didn't move, Song Siyi screamed a few more times, but he still didn't respond.

Thinking that Gu Juncheng was too drunk and sleepy, Song Siyi wanted him to sleep more comfortably, helped him take off his coat, and pulled his hand, feeling that his palms were full of sweat.

It's March with the cold, how can he sweat?