Gu Chengqian didn't know how to open his mouth for a while. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Xiaai stretched, took off the headphones, and put the script in her bag.

"Ah Qian?" Zhao Qing was dressed, the neckline of her clothes was a little low, and her lower body was black hot pants, and she hugged Gu Chengqian's sturdy figure from behind unsatisfied.

Lin Xiaai sat on the sofa and poured a glass of water.

Gu Chengqian glanced down and took the boneless hand from him.

"Lin Xia love!" Gu Chengqian felt that Lin Xiaai's reaction was too calm and frowned.

"You say?" Lin Xiaai was indifferent, and then smiled. "If you still want to use the Shen clan to suppress me, then congratulations on your success."

"You're really married to this woman who looks like Chu Ruo!" Zhao Qing sat on the sofa opposite Lin Xiaai, cocked his gray legs, and lit a cigarette.

"Zhao Qing, don't you like to climb men's beds?" Gu Chengqian chuckled.

"Gu Chengqian, don't forget my sister Chu Ruo." Zhao Qing's body shook, and his voice trembled a little.

"You know that Chu Ruo is your sister, and you still want to climb into my bed?" Gu Chengqian kicked and smashed the valuable glass coffee table in front of Lin Xiaai.

The sudden glass shard scratched Lin Xiaai's calf.

Gu Chengqian turned his back to Lin Xiaai, looked at Zhao Qing, and didn't care about Lin Xiaai, who was also shot lying behind him.

"Chu Ruo is your dead knot, you won't forget Chu Ruo, as long as I'm in one day, you're mine!" Zhao Qing's voice was full of pride, Gu Chengqian, you were still weak in the end, didn't you? Didn't your forced composure break yourself when I mentioned Chu Ruo?

Zhao Qing left, and the originally noisy room became silent.

"Is that enough?" Lin Xiaai felt that the only thing she did wrong was to be infected with such a plague god.

Gu Chengqian refused to give her even a look, turned around and entered the bedroom.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, every moment with him was so tormenting.

The blood had already left on the carpet along the calf, and she frowned, picked up the paper drawer on the floor and handled it briefly.

She limped out of the door, every step was a hot pain, and her brows were twisted into Sichuan characters.

"Yo, isn't this Lin Daxing?" Lu Yi had just finished an operation and saw Lin Xiaai being numbered. "Why are you so cool today and wearing sunglasses?"

"What's wrong? Why are you alone? Lu Yi looked around and didn't find Gu Chengqian's shadow.