Through the book: The villain’s son’s stand-in

Gu Cheng helped Pei Mingxu into his bedroom.

The decoration in the room is comfortable and simple, and there is a faint scent of roses in the air.

Gu Cheng closed the door with his feet, and in front of him was his carefully decorated big bed covered with roses.

After finally bringing him to the bedside, and just about to put him down, Pei Mingxu suddenly moved uncontrollably for some reason.

Gu Cheng didn't notice and fell into the bed with him.

Gu Cheng was already out of breath from exhaustion, and this fall made it even more difficult for him to maintain a steady breath.

Coupled with the weight of Pei Mingxu...

"Whoo~"

He gasped a few times before forcefully pushing Pei Mingxu's body away.

At this time, the shirt on Gu Cheng was in a mess. Three buttons on the top were unbuttoned, and his chest was almost visible.

He breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

Inadvertently, the back of his hand brushed his cheek, feeling the burning heat, and a sudden feeling of dizziness came over him.

"I'm getting drunk."

Gu Cheng pressed his temples impatiently, and it took a long time to get over the dizziness.

"No, I have to move faster."

He shook his head, trying to fight off the alcohol.

After a moment, he turned to look at Pei Mingxu, who was turned over and lying on his back on the bed.

At this time, his top-buttoned shirt had been mostly unbuttoned by himself, and his wheat-colored chest was stained with a layer of molten gold and honey under the dim light from the overhead lamp.

Very attractive.

They are diligent in exercising and self-disciplined, and naturally manage their bodies well.

Now, the results brought by this self-discipline have doubled.

The warmth in Gu Cheng's earlobe became a little stronger.

After moving Pei Mingxu to the center of the bed, Gu Cheng knelt and stood on top of him. It took him a long time to muster the courage to untie Pei Mingxu's clothes.

The stimulation of alcohol made the skin of both of them feel scorching hot. A slight touch was like touching a ball of fire, and he couldn't help but move his hand away because of the heat.

Gu Cheng despised his retreat behavior just now.

We have already reached this point, there is no way back.

After mentally building himself up, Gu Cheng finally got rid of his shame and reached out to untie Pei Mingxu's clothes.

However, halfway, a big hand suddenly intercepted his hand.

Gu Cheng's heart trembled and he suddenly looked at Pei Mingxu's face.

I saw that those cold green eyes were clear and clear, and there was no trace of drunkenness.

Gu Cheng stammered: "You, are you not drunk?"

Pei Mingxu closed his eyes lazily and let out a low sigh from his throat.

His voice was hoarse: "Drunk."

"But I'm not drunk enough to let myself be slaughtered."

Gu Cheng was confused by his explanation and felt anxious, but now that the matter had come to this, there was nothing he could do about it.

He knew that today's "overlord forced his bow" was impossible, so he struggled and said: "Then let go of my hand, and we will come back next time."

"Don't let it go."

Pei Mingxu held his wrist tightly and even pulled him to the side, pulling him to sit on his waist.

In order to stabilize his body, Gu Cheng had to support his upper body with one hand and look at him at close range.

Pei Mingxu raised his lips provocatively and said, "It's already started, why not continue?"

"Is it because I'm not completely drunk that you can't overpower me effortlessly?"

Hearing this, Gu Cheng looked stern and narrowed his eyes dangerously at him: "You want to provoke me?"

"Are you aroused then?"

Pei Mingxu raised his handsome eyebrows and further provoked: "Don't you think conquering me in this state will give me a greater sense of accomplishment?"

"Besides, my drinking capacity is no match for yours."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Cheng's eyes turned red.

Pei Mingxu succeeded.

If Pei Mingxu has been weakened to this extent and he still can't capture him, then he can just admit defeat.

"Don't regret it."

Gu Cheng issued an ultimatum, and Pei Mingxu confidently let go of his wrist, spread his arms and said, "Come here."

The fish and dragon danced all night, and it was not until noon the next day that the two people who were fighting endlessly stopped making any movement.

The closed curtains were airtight, and only the spherical hollow light at the top was still on.

The two people sleeping in each other's arms are clearly photographed.

Gu Cheng woke up earlier, but he was woken up by pain.

He blinked to relieve the dryness of his eyes, but Gu Cheng could still feel the heat in the corners of his eyes.

It was because I cried too hard last night and was red with tears.

Feeling the discomfort in his throat, he lowered his eyes and looked at the mottled red teeth marks on his arms and chest, and the slight pain on his lips. Gu Cheng's whole body instantly withered.

In last night's battle, from technology to tactics, from combat power to durability, they made all the gestures.

When his mind went blank, he knew he had lost.

The loser warms the bed is the best portrayal of him now.

"you're awake."

Pei Mingxu opened his eyes at some point, his voice was magnetic and lazy, with a bit of confused bubbles in his throat.

Hearing this voice, Gu Cheng couldn't help but recall that Pei Mingxu used this voice last night to beg him to hold on a little longer.

Thinking of this, Gu Cheng's earlobes suddenly turned crimson.

Suddenly, his earlobe was enveloped by a burst of wetness and heat, and his blunt teeth were rubbed on it with an affectionate touch.

"open."

Gu Cheng's body trembled, obviously having developed a stress reaction.

However, Pei Mingxu not only did not let go, but instead reached out and grasped his waist with both hands, pressing their bodies together without any gaps.

Gu Cheng struggled even harder.

He raised his feet and kicked him wildly, and grabbed his arms with both hands.

After his hands and legs were held down by another moment of powerful force, Gu Cheng's thinking, which had been disturbed by alcohol, resumed and began to work.

Was his brain lost at home yesterday?

How could a gym player like him compare to someone who had trained in the army?

And it was Lian Jiazi who had just experienced an exercise.