Mrs. Gu is a petite

"Have you eaten?" He asked with a smile.

"Ok!"

"What did Xiao Ya tell you?" The hand holding the cigarette was gently twisting her earlobe, and his eyes were gazing deeply at her face.

His shallow double eyelids are slightly upturned, and his eye sockets are deep. As long as he is willing, he will look at anyone with affection.

Wen Suisui's breathing was stagnant, and it took him a long time to recover before he recovered, and said, "Xiao Ya said that I don't care about you. I'm dating other men. You are intimate with her to annoy me."

After hearing her words, the smile on the corners of Gu Mengjue's lips deepened, and her shoulders trembled, "She's right!"

Right?

Exactly where it is.

Wen Suisui bit her lower lip anxiously.

Combined with his expression, Wen Suisui ran it through his mind again, and asked suspiciously, "Is this your new way of flirting with girls?"

"Tell her that it was your wife who let you down first, which makes her feel that being intimate with you is to anger your wife. It is a just act, and there can be a next time..."

Gu Mengjue listened to the little thing's words one after the other as he stabbed his heart with a knife and set her head on fire, endured and endured, and finally blocked the little thing's lips unbearably.

A kiss that was lightly tasted, interrupted not only her unfinished words, but also the heart that was beating so violently that it almost popped out.

Wen Suisui thought that she no longer had any hope for Gu Mengjue, at least she didn't have any hope when Xiao Ya said those words, when Gu Mengjue said it was right.

But in his affectionate kiss just now, hope quietly sprouted in his heart.

Just when Wen Suisui was about to ask, Gu Mengjue took her a step ahead. He caressed her cheek affectionately, and said with a smile, "What 'my wife', isn't my wife you?"

"..."

"With your little uncle's face, do you still need a trick to flirt with a girl?"

Wen Suisui looked at his monstrous face and felt that this was really the case.

She pursed her lips and thought about where to start asking, Gu Mengjue stubbed out the cigarette butt, and let out a long breath.

He said: "Xiao Ya and I just met by chance yesterday, I just want to annoy you, the photo was not taken by my people."

"I wouldn't do such a thing at this juncture, it's too late."

Thinking about what to do next, Gu Mengjue felt a headache.

Wen Suisui didn't listen to what he said at all, only one question in his mind 'does he like me that much? '

She said it silently several times in her heart, and finally said, "Do you like me that much?"

After asking, I felt ambiguous, and added, "I mean the kind of liking, not the liking of the elders."

Gu Mengjue looked at her with raised eyebrows, wondering what she meant by asking.

Unable to guess clearly, Gu Mengjue simply asked, "Do you like the little uncle? Not the kind of liking for the elders."

like.

I started liking it a long time ago.

Her throat moved, but she couldn't open her mouth no matter what.

Whoever speaks first loses.

If she loses, she will not be able to take the initiative.

There is no way for Gu Mengjue to help her avenge her father.

She learned how to throw the question back, "I'll ask you first."

Gu Mengjue stared into her eyes for two seconds, then bent her lips and smiled, the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Although your little uncle is handsome, rich and attractive, you must not fall in love with him." He played a mischievous blow on her ear, reminding her with a sexy bubble voice, "Little uncle is a scumbag." .”

Wen Suisui clearly heard the sound of hope being shattered.

It's already broken, so it's better to break it again, Wen Suisui sighed, "Then what do you mean by those words you told Xiao Ya?"

"I asked Xiao Ya to say that to coax you. If the scandal is not handled well, you can stand up and speak for me, so as to restore my positive image."

Wen Suisui: ...

Meng Meng really guessed it right.

"Don't have hope in me." Wen Suisui stood up and looked at him lightly, "No one knows my identity, and it won't do anything for me to come out and speak for you."

"She is my wife" This is what Gu Mengjue said to everyone when Wen Suisui closed the door and exited just now.

Confronted with what she said now, Gu Mengjue didn't know what to say.

In fact, when he said these words, his mind was not sober, and the reason for his soberness was probably the kiss that got his wish these days.

He knew that this 'wife' would leave him soon, but he still wanted others to know.

Fortunately, he added later, 'My wife doesn't want to make it public, so please keep your mouth shut'.

Gu Mengjue raised her eyebrows, "Are you blaming me for not disclosing our relationship?"

"No!" After denying it, she felt that she might gain something at this moment, and she pretended to be disappointed and said, "It's good not to make it public, but if it is rumored, it will only be said to be romantic, if it is made public, it will be cheating." .”

Gu Mengjue frowned, and said dumbfoundedly, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

Unexpectedly, she dared to answer, Gu Mengjue was so angry that he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms and rubbed her, "You heartless little thing."

The little thing was covered with itchy flesh, and Gu Mengjue hadn't rubbed the little thing a few times before it became limp in his arms and couldn't move. The little thing's neck stretched down with a large piece of skin that was as pink and tender as a peach, and it also exuded a faint milky fragrance.

How could such a small thing not fascinate him.

No wonder the ancients said, 'If you die under the peony flower, you can be a ghost even if you are a ghost'.

Afraid of scaring the little thing, Gu Mengjue took a deep breath and tried to suppress the power that was about to move in his body.

He hugged Wen Suisui's waist, turned over and pressed her on the sofa, coaxingly said: "Since we won't get divorced for now, let's get along well."

"It doesn't matter if we can't like each other now, let's take our time, okay?"

Okay?

The pronunciation of these two words dragged on for a long time.

Like a long tail, it tickled her heart lightly across her heart.

Wen Suisui nodded bewitched, "Okay!"

"Then we..." Gu Mengjue's burning eyes swept across her face, "Where do we start?"

"..." Wen Suisui clutched the fabric of his shirt nervously.

"Want to kiss?" he bewitched.

"Yes..." She swallowed, "Yes."

Gu Mengjue stared at her plump and delicious lips, and the curved lips slowly approached. Seeing her lips trembling slightly, he suppressed his emotions and waited.

Just before they touched each other, the phone in Wen Suisui's pocket rang.

Only then did Wen Suisui take a deep breath as if he was on the verge of amnesty, and was about to take out his phone when Gu Mengjue grabbed his wrist, he bent his lips, "Let's continue."

Wen Suisui reached out to cover her lips, thinking that Gu Mengjue's lips would leave, but he didn't mind licking the back of her hand.

In this ambiguous atmosphere, small sensations would be magnified infinitely. The moment he licked the back of her hand, Wen Suisui trembled uncontrollably.

The numb feeling made her both nervous and excited, and she looked forward to the next feeling.

She closed her eyes nervously, breathing out of rhythm.

Just when she was ready to accept the turbulent waves, Gu Mengjue flicked on her forehead, and then she heard a low laugh.

After the laughter, she was pulled up and sat up straight, Gu Mengjue said in a bubbly voice with a smile: "It's Meng Meng, you take it!"