Chapter 1047: Entering the Door to Show Off
"Poof. Gu Chuyan took a sip of milk, and when she heard his words, she squirted out a mouthful of milk, and her little face turned red and said, ", is it the president?"
Yao Rong listened, stunned for a few seconds, and laughed.
In the guest room, the sound of fighting sounded.
Wenshui got up, Zhuo Zhen reached out and threw him on the soft big bed, Zhuo Song took off his coat, threw it aside, and strode forward.
His hand pressed against Wenshui's shoulder, forcing him to lie on the bed.
"Zhuo Song, what are you going to do?" asked the water struggle, and he was in a hurry.
Last night's incident, he expected Zhuo Song to retaliate, he was just playing half a game, and he was caught by Zhuo Song, thinking of this, he asked the water and was frightened.
"We are brothers, we have something to say. Asking about the struggle, he raised his foot and kicked Zhuo Ji, who was held by him and pulled hard.
I was ready to put the skirt on the water, but it was too late.
The door was pushed open, Yao Rong and Gu Chuyan stood outside the door, and saw Zhuo Song lying on the bed according to Wenshui, reaching out to take off Wenshui's pants, and swearing to die when Wenshui swore to death.
"This ......" Yao Rong was stunned and looked at Zhuo Song's hand.
She turned around and blinked, holding back a smile, thinking of what happened last night, Yao Rong walked out, Han Changqing sent her back to Yao's house, and the two men in the room didn't know it.
Yao House, quiet.
Yao Rong got out of the car, walked in alone, pushed open the door, and looked at the living room, which was clean and spotless.
"Mom. She used to scream, and went upstairs, and suddenly she thought of something, laughed at herself, turned back to her room, and sat on the edge of the bed.
Outside, footsteps sounded.
The sound of high heels, banging on the floor, stopped in front of her door.
Yao Rong looked up and saw a figure, reflected from the bottom of the door, the handrail of the door was twisted and pushed open fiercely, the strong smell of perfume choked his nose.
Gu Miaoting was wearing a floral dress, red and green, swaying skirts, wearing heavy makeup, she was charming and charming, and she was beautiful.
"Is that you?" Yao Rong looked up and looked at Gu Miaoting with 13cm high heels, twisting her thin waist, walking towards her, and standing condescendingly in front of her.
Gu Miaoting's red lips pursed slightly, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she said coquettishly: "It seems that Miss Yao is very surprised." ”
Her gaze fell on Yao Rong's beautiful melon seed face, her gaze slowly moved down, she reached out and pressed Yao Rong's leg, pinched it hard, and said, "It seems that you are injured?"
"Shhh Yao Rong's wound was pinched hard by her.
The injury, which was originally not painful, was choked and bleeding by her.
"It hurts, doesn't it?" Gu Miaoting pursed her lips, leaned closer, smiled at her charmingly, glanced at her amorously, and said, "In the future, I will make you more painful." ”
This sentence was given to her by Gu Chuyan.
Today, she sealed these words and returned them to Yao Rong.
Yao Rong gritted his teeth, clasped Gu Miaoting's hand, raised his other leg, and kicked hard.
"Ahh Gu Miaoting was triumphant, but she was kicked down by Yao Rong, she fell to the table, covering her shoulders in pain, Yao Rong got up and walked towards her.
"Who let you into Yao's house? Get out of here. Yao Rong's eyes were red with anger, and he reached out and grabbed her neck, dragged her up, and pushed her out.
Gu Miaoting was not a fuel-efficient lamp, grabbed a pen and poked it at Yao Rong's shoulder.
"Ahh Yao Rong was in pain, she grabbed Gu Miaoting's hair with her backhand, slammed it into the mirror hard, and raised her foot against Gu Miaoting's buttocks.
Gu Miaoting was kicked by her, and the whole person was stuck in front of the dressing table.
The pen stood up and poked her chest, she got up in pain, and wanted to grab Yao Rong's hair with her backhand, but a big palm reached out and pinched her wrist hard.
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