can only look at the number of fate, which means that Gong Shaoming had better make other plans and not have too high hopes......

Gong Shaoming's standing body stiffened, and he didn't look back at Qi Mingye, but lowered his eyes to look at An Moran who was holding him.

As soon as the iron arm was retracted, he held the person firmly in his arms, and his hoarse voice trembled slightly, "Dye, I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Gu Qianqian was right, he loved her, but he never believed her.

After seven years of relationship, she only needs one scene to easily deceive him.

It never occurred to him to check ...... It was determined that she was betrayed!

Six months of pregnancy hemorrhage to induce labor is equivalent to going to the ghost gate, if it weren't for An Mo's life, it would be more than just losing the child......

As soon as Gong Shaoming thought of this possibility, the arm holding An Moran tightened more and more.

No, no one can snatch his dye from him, no one can ......

Gong Shaoming's figure turned, and he pressed An Moran to the nearest wall, her cold lips were imprinted on her red lips, and crazy and fiery kisses fell like raindrops.

With a lingering trepidation......

An Moran's hands wrapped around Gong Shaoming's waist, and from the moment she decided to return to him, she would not refuse him.

"Gu Qianqian, don't look at it!"

Gu Qianqian was embarrassed and didn't know whether to turn his head to avoid it, and he didn't worry about An Moran, so he saw a big hand falling from the sky in Qi Mingye.

It covered her eyes, and it was dark.

"Qi Night......

The uneasiness of losing focus made Gu Qianqian instinctively want to wave his hand away, but Qi Mingye took the first step to hold the person into his arms, and his petite body leaned on his strong chest.

"If you dare to take another look, I don't mind just messing with you here!"

"......" Gu Qianqian.

Can't this guy decorate anything else in his head?!

Since she came back from escaping from the Night Villa, Qi Mingye has almost tried her best to squeeze her, Gu Qianqian no longer doubts that if she is stimulated by him so much, she will definitely have a shadow on the affair.

Gu Qianqian bit his lip, didn't dare to challenge his authority, obediently closed his eyes, and snuggled up to his chest.

I can only listen to the voice in embarrassment to tell what the situation is now......

***

After nearly ten minutes of silence, Gu Qianqian heard An Moran's voice with a slight gasp.

"It's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's already ......"

An Moran was strangled by Gong Shaoming, biting his lip and comforting softly.

"No, you can't get by, it's not that easy to pass!"

With a cold snort, Gong Shaoming finally raised his head from An Moran's lips, his red eyes were full of bloodthirsty light, and An Moran was shocked.

Before she had time to say anything, Gong Shaoming had already led her towards Qi Mingye.

"I'm sorry for you about dyeing, I'm coming to you today, more than one thing."

Gong Shaoming's voice was cold, and a trace of revenge passed from the corner of his eyes-

The corners of Qi Mingye's eyes moved slightly, and he gently put down his big hand covering Gu Qianqian, hugged the person, and glanced at Gong Shaoming with raised eyebrows, "It's just right, I also have something to tell you." ”

Narrow eyes glanced at the living room that had been completely destroyed, and his eyebrows twisted, "Change places." ”

"Fu Chen."

Qi Mingye opened his lips coldly, and Fu Chen's figure who had been waiting outside the door immediately moved.

Walking briskly ahead, I opened the reception room first.

The brightness of the room sets off the long table in the luxurious reception room to the extreme, and the expensive murals seem to bring people into the exhibition hall......