After rebirth, the paranoid boss dotes on her

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As soon as the dinner was over, Gu Jingzhan couldn't wait to carry Xiang Wanqiao to the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel.

As soon as the door opened, he pushed Xiang Wanqiao against the wall.

Xiang Wanqiao curled her red lips and slowly climbed onto his broad shoulders with her soft, boneless hands. "Do you have to be so anxious?"

"One moment of a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

Gu Jingzhan pulled off the black bow tie at his collar, unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, and placed the other hand on her lower back.

Under the dim light, the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.

Xiang Wanqiao raised her chin slightly, her slender white arms hooked around his neck, and her mouth-watering red lips gently fell on his chin and Adam's apple.

Gu Jingzhan rolled his Adam's apple, and a strong and unquenchable desire welled up in his eyes.

His bony hands moved up along the woman's spine inch by inch, finally landing on the back of her neck, holding it neither lightly nor heavily.

Xiang Wanqiao panted slightly, looked at him seductively, and whispered, "Don't wear a condom tonight."

"Ok?"

Gu Jingzhan's eyes froze, and he stared at her intently.

Xiang Wanqiao stroked his cheek with her slender fingers and said, "I think we can have children sooner."

Gu Jingzhan curled his lips slightly and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Mrs. Gu."

As the words fell, his passionate kiss followed.

The man licked her red lips lightly, then slowly pried open her lips and teeth. His slightly hot tongue flowed into her lips, and his sweet saliva caressed between the entangled tongues.

Xiang Wanqiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she tilted her head back, responding to his passionate kiss with the same enthusiasm.

Her breathing became increasingly disordered, and Gu Jingzhan's kiss dropped from her lips to her chin, and then again to her delicate collarbone, sucking as if nibbling and biting it.

The numbing feeling instantly exploded from the bottom of my heart, and then spread throughout my body little by little.

Xiang Wanqiao bit her lower lip lightly, and held Gu Jingzhan's strong arm tightly with one hand.

The next second, the man turned her around forcefully, hugged her tightly from behind, and planted small kisses on the back of her neck and shoulders.

Xiang Wanqiao shrank subconsciously, and a moan escaped from her throat.

Gu Jingzhan curled his lips silently, with a wicked smile at the corners of his eyes.

His kiss gradually moved down her beautiful back, and then he knelt on one knee on the ground and kissed her lower back in an almost pious manner.

Xiang Wanqiao's throat tightened and she was about to hide, but was held tightly by the man's hands.

She really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Gu Jingzhan..." she said in a trembling voice.

Gu Jingzhan's deep and magnetic voice slowly sounded and responded to her: "Yes, I'm here."

He stood up slowly, his muscular chest pressed against her back, his thin lips attached to her extremely sensitive ear, and he gently bit her earlobe.

Xiang Wanqiao was enveloped in a hot breath mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, and her nostrils were filled with his scent.

Then, Gu Jingzhan's pleasant and bewitching voice slowly rang in her ears: "Mrs. Gu, let's get to the point now."

After saying this, Xiang Wanqiao's red evening dress slowly fell to the ground.

The red evening gown, white French shirt and black trousers are intertwined to form an extremely ambiguous portrait.

The charming and lingering atmosphere filled the entire room.

More than an hour later...

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the window, and colorful fireworks bloomed one after another in the night sky.

Gu Jingzhan sat in the bathtub, hugging Xiang Wanqiao from behind.

He lowered his head and kissed the woman's ear bone, his gentle voice full of affection: "Mrs. Gu, happy wedding!"

Xiang Wanqiao looked at the fireworks outside the window, with a sweet smile on her lips: "Mr. Gu, happy wedding!"

Then, she turned her head, looked back into his eyes, and added, "Happy birthday to you, too!"

Gu Jingzhan's heart moved, and a hot kiss fell on her soft lips again.

The water in the bathtub was filled with hot steam, and ripples were forming on the surface of the water.

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the other side.

Wen Yu was so happy that he drank a few more glasses at the dinner.

Finally, she collapsed directly onto the dining table.

Qi Xiaoyi glanced aside and looked at Wen Yu who was drunk beside him, feeling both disgusted and helpless, with even a hint of doting between his eyebrows.

He reached out and poked Wen Yu's arm, "How are you? Can you go back?"

Wen Yu frowned in annoyance, pushed Qi Xiaoyi's hand away, and muttered, "Don't bother me, I can still drink!"

Qi Xiaoyi smiled unhappily and whispered softly: "Yes, you can drink, little drunkard."

"Hmph..." Wen Yu suddenly groaned, and then cursed in a low voice: "Qi Xiaoyi, you bastard!"

Hearing this, Qi Xiaoyi's lips curled up into a helpless smile, but his eyes were full of doting.

"What? You're drunk and you're scolding me?"

Wen Yu tried hard to prop up his dizzy head, his eyes slightly opened, and a hint of alcohol and grievance flowed from his lips: "I am going to scold you! Who told you... who told you to bully me all day long..."

The smile on Qi Xiaoyi's lips did not disappear, and the gaze he gave her became as gentle as water.

He slowly stretched out his hand and gently brushed the hair by Wen Yu's ear with his fingertips. His movements were gentle and delicate, and his voice was filled with indescribable tenderness.

"Then I won't bully you anymore, okay?"

After a moment of silence, Wen Yu pursed his lips and said, "You are lying..."

Qi Xiaoyi chuckled, "I'm not lying to you."

Wen Yu smacked her lips, said nothing, and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing that she was so drunk, Qi Xiaoyi was too lazy to bother with her and directly booked a room in the hotel for her to rest.

In contrast, Xiang Xingyu remained sober and did not get too drunk.

She helped see off the last wave of guests, then followed Jiang Peijun and Xiang Yanhua out of the hotel and took a taxi home.

Fu Shaoyan sat dejectedly in the corner of the banquet hall.

As he watched Xiang Xingyu gradually disappear from his sight, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

Lu Qingzhou, who was sitting next to him, glanced at Fu Shaoyan, then followed his gaze and asked abruptly, "Why? Are you attracted to Brother Zhan's sister-in-law?"

Fu Shaoyan slowly retracted his gaze and said bluntly: "It's not a crush, it's love."

"Oh, when did you fall in love?" Lu Qingzhou was a little surprised, "When did you two meet?"

"In Paris."

Lu Qingzhou teased: "Tsk, does your sister-in-law know that you covet her sister?"

Fu Shaoyan's eyes flickered slightly, and he remained silent.

Seeing this, Lu Qingzhou chuckled and said, "It looks like it's unrequited love. She doesn't like you."

"No." Fu Shaoyan quickly retorted.

"What is that?" Lu Qingzhou asked, "If it's not, why don't you chase after it?"

Fu Shaoyan sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness and self-blame: "I made her unhappy, and she is angry with me."

Lu Qingzhou understood immediately. After a moment of silence, he whispered, "I heard that my sister-in-law wants to find a partner for her sister."

"what?!"

Lu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows, looking like he was enjoying the fun.

Seeing how sure he was, Fu Shaoyan instantly lost his composure.