Gu Jin walked straight to the sofa and sat down, poured herself a glass of water, and then stretched out her hand towards Song Suihuan, "Documents." ”

Song Suihuan handed over the document, but he never dared to focus his gaze on a certain place.

This calmed her mind, and she thought of Qin Yao who had just gone down.

The whole person is as disgusting as eating a fly.

Gu Jin opened the document and stretched out her hand to Song Suihuan, "Pen." ”

Song Suihuan took out a pen from her bag and was about to hand it over, when her wrist was buckled, he pulled it, and she leaned forward.

Then he knelt in front of Gu Jin in an extremely embarrassed and weird posture.

One hand rests on the back of the sofa and the other hand rests on the ......

"What are you shy, it's not that you haven't seen it?" Gu Jin smiled, "You didn't like it before." ”

Song Suihuan clenched the pen in his hand, straightened up a little, and was surrounded by Gu Jin again.

"Don't touch me, disgusting." Song Suihuan struggled.

"Disgusting?" Gu Jin said in a deep voice, "Aren't you disgusting when you seduce me?" ”

"I didn't seduce you." Song Suihuan pushed him, using a lot of strength, but he couldn't push it away, "I didn't know it was you who came in." ”

Gu Jin's eyes were cold, and the strength in his hands was also great, he pressed Song Suihuan's leg and pressed her directly on the sofa, "You can obviously refuse me, but you don't, Song Suihuan, what are you pretending?" ”

Song Suihuan gave him a backhand slap, and in the dim light, Gu Jin's face sank terribly.

"Let go of me!"

"You can let go and take it off yourself." Gu Jin got up slightly.

Song Suihuan wanted to run, but was pulled, she turned around, and the pen in her hand stabbed into Gu Jin's chest.

Blood gushed out quickly, Gu Jin frowned slightly, and grabbed Song Suihuan's hand tighter and tighter, "Just such a little strength?" ”

“…… Lunatic. Song Suihuan watched the blood flow more and more, and he was also a little panicked, and finally didn't screw Gu Jin and took a paper from the table to stop the bleeding.

Gu Jin kissed her while wiping her blood, he restrained the person and pushed it onto the sofa.

His lips covered hers, poking in at the right time as she struggled.

In his ears were the deep and shallow breathing of two people, and Song Suihuan felt that two selves were split in his body, one was entangled with Gu Jin, and the other was standing next to her, looking at her now.

In the face of absolute power, all struggles are in vain.

Gu Jin thought the pants were troublesome, so she simply tore them, and the buttons of her clothes collapsed.

Song Suihuan regretted a little why he didn't give the document to Qin Yao just now.

She actually rarely cries anymore.

Because she felt cold and tough enough, but the tears were falling uncontrollably.

A sobbing was louder than a loud one.

Gu Jin rarely felt that he was a person, and when he saw Song Suihuan crying, he was faintly excited.

Just like when she cried before, there was no reason to just want to hear her beg for mercy.

"Don't cry." Gu Jin's voice softened.

"You're a bully." Song Suihuan choked up and bit Gu Jin on the shoulder, "Why do you all have to bully me, why?" ”

Tears fell on Gu Jin's shoulders, slid down the muscular line of sight on his chest, pulled out a shallow trace, and finally disappeared in his heart.

There are two kinds of tears, one is true feelings, and the other is purely pretended, commonly known as crocodile tears.

Almost the first second Song Suihuan cried, Gu Jin recognized her as pretending.

But the place where the tears on his body flowed seemed to have been burned, and he suddenly became a little irritable: "Song Suihuan, do you really think that I can't do anything about you?" ”