Chapter 132: You Smell Good

Seeing her dressed up, he naturally tasted her little mouth, and then regretted it, and planted a strawberry on her white neck before giving up.

If it weren't for her "discomfort", the dress she was wearing would have been scrapped in his hands.

"How can I go downstairs, if you don't let me see Jojo and talk to me directly, I can still ......" What else can I do? Ye Xi stood in front of the mirror, looking at the delicate red mark just above the center of his chest, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Ye Xi, your temper has been on the rise recently." Gu Beicheng's peach blossom eyes were half-narrowed, flashing with a dangerous light, "Blame me for embarrassing you, eh?" The second half of the sentence smacks of gnashing teeth.

Shi Li tightened her waist to make each other's bodies more close, and the masculine aura surrounded her, so that she had nowhere to escape.

Twenty centimeters taller than her, from his point of view, the hemisphere wrapped in a word on his shoulder was like a pair of cute little jade rabbits.

"Big, don't you thank me?" He said a sentence without saying a word, there was a trace of warmth in his eyes, and his smile was enlarged.

Ye Xixiu's eyebrows furrowed, worried about the kiss marks on his chest, and glanced back at Gu Beicheng inexplicably.

It's uncertain, and when you say you're angry, you're angry, and now you're fine.

"I'll try it with concealer." She pursed her lips and looked helpless, hung her head and didn't take a few steps, she suddenly came back to her senses, her beautiful eyes widened, "You, you ......"

His voice trembled, ashamed and annoyed.

Gu Beicheng disagreed, smiled wickedly, and walked towards her with one hand in his pocket, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Stopped in front of her, condescendingly, and pressed his other hand across her waist to himself.

Ye Xi was caught off guard and crashed into the man's chest, raising his white and pink cheeks, and his little appearance of being obviously annoyed but not having a seizure amused Gu Beicheng.

"Why don't you speak." He pinched her cheek and asked knowingly.

Her eyes widened and she was silent.

He smiled heartily, took her hand and strode over to the dresser, "Not to cover up?" I'll help you. ”

Small vials and large bottles, tall, short, fat and thin, round and square, can't tell their function.

Bite! Bite!

His long knob fingers flicked over the bottles and cans on the table, and he picked one of the bottles that was pleasing to the eye, picked it up and unscrewed it, and turned around and asked, "This?" ”

She shook her head, it was all the makeup artist who helped just now, she didn't know anything about the cosmetics on the table, but judging by the color, it wasn't the bottle in his hand.

"Look for it again." He said with rare patience, and a trace of curiosity in his heart forced him to put the bottle in front of his nose and sniff it, and his face suddenly changed greatly, "What kind of thing is this thing that stings your nose." ”

With a thud, he threw the bottle back on the table in disgust.

"Is there one?" Suspiciously, she picked up the small glass bottle.

The elegant and chic aroma lingers on the tip of the nose for a long time, and the smell of the liquid in the whole bottle is indeed strong, but his reflection is as if it is filled with sulfuric acid, which is an exaggeration.

He pulled her into his arms, buried his head in her neck and took a deep breath, and warned, "Don't use this thing." ”

"Oh."

"You smell so much better."

Gu Beicheng seemed to be addicted, and refused to let go even if Ye Xi said all the good things, and his thin lips were unscrupulous.

From smelling a kiss, it's a matter of course.

Suddenly, Ye Xi stood in front of the mirror, saw a few new red marks on his neck, and had the heart to cry.

"Knock knock—"

The knock on the door was accompanied by a light cough, causing the two of them to look at each other.

Wang Yu lowered his head and looked at the tip of his shoes honestly, "Gu Shao, Rong Shao urges you to go downstairs." "The third time.

If it weren't for a room of guests, he wouldn't want to spoil Gu Shao's good deeds.