Cheng Zhihuan glanced at Gu Xingjing in surprise.

Sweet? But she didn't add any sugar.

Gu Xingjing's sense of taste won't have any problems, right?

Gu Xingjing naturally wouldn't answer Cheng Zhihuan's doubts, he drank the coffee that was brewed by his little girl.

The coffee quickly took its toll on his body, and he quickly processed the paperwork with a black pen in his hand.

Cheng Zhihuan drank coffee slowly, and after drinking, he ran to the sofa to play with his mobile phone.

The coffee didn't do much to her, and while she was playing, she fell asleep on the couch.

What Gu Xingjing saw after processing some of the documents was that his little obedient body was curled up and sleeping on the sofa, his little face was flushed with a faint pink, and he was surprisingly well-behaved.

He got up, walked lightly to the couch, took off his coat, and covered her with a gentle motion.

Cheng Zhihuan seemed to feel something, and said something vaguely.

Gu Xingjing bent down, brought it to her mouth, and listened carefully.

"I like it." His little boy was talking in his sleep.

The two simple words were like a hammer, slamming heavily on Gu Xingjing's heart.

His face sank suddenly, the bruises on his arms bulged, and deep in his dark pupils lurked a storm that lurked something that people dared not explore.

He stared at Cheng Zhihuan tightly, as if he wanted to swallow her figure all in.

Memories of a few days ago came flooding back to his heart, he rarely got off work early and wanted to have dinner with her, but she was talking to someone else on the phone.

It's a man.

He didn't know who the man was, but he could see that there was a smile on his little face that had never been gentle, not the superficial tenderness that came to face him, but a tenderness that seemed to overflow from the heart.

Not only gentleness, but also the joy that made him mad with jealousy.

Jealousy devoured his sanity and tore apart the peace he had pretended to have for the past two years.

He wants to get Cheng Zhihuan, every inch of her skin, every strand of her hair, and her heart.

She should belong to him and can only belong to him.

He thought that he could wait patiently for the marriage certificate to be approved, but the marriage certificate has been blocked, and someone has hindered him from getting the marriage certificate between him and Cheng Zhihuan.

He wanted to give her a formal name, and he wanted to get an official name, and to do all the pleasant things in this world with her.

But his little boy actually talked to other men on the phone, and he smiled so gently and happily.

Jealous and crazy, he couldn't bear it anymore.

The more he recalled, the heavier Gu Xingjing's breathing became.

The jealousy that he had been trying to suppress in the past few days came up at this moment, and because of the word "like", he felt an unprecedented crisis.

Gu Xingjing half-squatted down, and Cheng Zhihuan's little face with a touch of crimson was reflected in his pupils.

As if out of control, his body came to her.

The warm lips covered Cheng Zhihuan's slightly cool lips.

She is always like this, her body is cold and cold, and even her eyes always reveal an indescribable coldness, pretending to be gentle and well-behaved to him on the surface, but deep in those eyes, she is so ruthless.

The teeth collided with Cheng Zhihuan's lips, and as if punishing, he bit down.

Cheng Zhihuan was in pain in his sleep, his long eyelashes trembled rapidly, and he was about to wake up.

Gu Xingjing licked his lips lightly, a faint smell of blood spread between his lips, his eyes sank slightly, and when Cheng Zhihuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, he let go of her.

The moment he left, Cheng Zhihuan also opened his eyes.

There was still sleepiness in her eyes, and her extremely beautiful eyes were filled with a little mist, and she looked a little more pitiful.

She hadn't woken up yet, and her brain didn't seem to be moving, so she looked at Gu Xingjing in front of her with a little confusion.

Gu Xingjing's originally slightly flesh-colored lips were a little more red at this time, and the blood dyed his lips a strange blood red, making his whole person faintly exude madness.

The crazy desire in his eyes has not completely dissipated, but he can lower his voice and gently stroke Cheng Zhihuan's hair, his voice is sexy and low, with a bit of restraint.

"Sleep."

Cheng Zhihuan was already very sleepy, but he was coaxed by Gu Xingjing like this, closed his eyes again, and fell into a deep sleep.

After Gu Xingjing made sure that Cheng Zhihuan was asleep, his big hand went down her face and finally stopped between her lips.

Her pale lips were a little more colorful at this time, exuding an intoxicating aura.

Gu Xingjing's index finger lightly pressed on her lips, erasing the precious color little by little.

He took the blood-stained index finger from her lips into his mouth, the smell of blood spread between his lips, but the deeper sweetness entered his body like poison, making him linger and indulge.

Suddenly, Gu Xingjing chuckled, with a bit of pleasure.

"It can only be mine."

Voices echoed through the empty office, like some kind of prophecy, or curse.

The sun was blocked by heavy clouds at some point, and the rain came suddenly, and the rain crashed against the floor-to-ceiling windows, smearing them with colorful water.

Gu Xingjing turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, then got up and returned to the desk and continued to deal with the work.

Assistant Wang came in once halfway through, and saw Cheng Zhihuan lying on the sofa, and at the same time was surprised and increased her status in the heart of his own president.

Time flies, and the rain outside has not stopped.

In the sound of rain, Cheng Zhihuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly and woke up.

When she woke up, she found that she was covered with Gu Xingjing's clothes, and probably guessed that she should have slept for a long time.

But when she sat up and found that it was completely dark outside, she was still a little surprised.

How many hours did she sleep?

Xu saw her doubts, and Gu Xingjing opened his mouth to explain: "It's raining, and it's getting dark early." ”

"It's only five o'clock."

Cheng Zhihuan: ......

At five o'clock, she also slept for three hours.

Cheng Zhihuan put one hand on the back of the sofa, his little face propped up on his arm, and his little white hand dangled lightly in midair.

"Are you done with your work?"

"Hmm." Gu Xingjing signed the last document, then stood up and walked towards Cheng Zhihuan with his feet raised.

Xu is it was too dark outside, Gu Xingjing was walking against the light again, and the tall figure had an inexplicable sense of depression, which made Cheng Zhihuan's heart tremble.

She raised her little face, her lips slightly open, and the tails of her eyes were a little more innocent.

In just two seconds, Gu Xingjing had already walked to the sofa, he looked at her condescendingly, and his tall figure almost completely enveloped her figure.

For a moment, Cheng Zhihuan almost thought that she could only survive in his shadow in this life.

But soon, Gu Xingjing bent down, and even the shadow faded a lot.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, his throat moved slightly, and his thin lips opened slightly.

"Hungry?"