Mr Gu’s First Doting Marriage

A gust of night wind blew through, messing up Xia Yangyang's hair.

Xia Yangyang flirted casually, but it was also amorous.

She slowly walked two steps towards Gu Qichen.

Then he laughed: "If it is said that it is ambiguous, Mr. Gu should be ranked first. If you pull me out of the wedding scene just like that, why don't you worry about the so-called ambiguity?"

Gu Qichen's face was cold.

He rarely saw such Xia Yangyang.

She drank, and she was always like two people on weekdays.

Xia Yangyang's eyes were very bright, like a bright star in the night sky.

There were two abnormal blushes on her cheeks because of her drunken drunkenness.

She usually looks pure, but at this moment, she adds a touch of charm.

On Xia Yangyang's body was a crimson evening dress with a veil.

The snowy shoulders are slightly exposed, and the tall and slim figure is wrapped in a thin gauze skirt, and even the thin and delicate ankles are like a silent temptation.

Xia Yangyang was already very close.

There seems to be a slight red wine scent on her body.

Just like that, like an innocent child, like an enchanting goblin.

Gu Qichen snorted suddenly, his voice a little hoarse: "Then I will let you see what is really ambiguous."

After talking about holding Xia Yangyang, he kissed her lips.

Scorching hot and suffocating.

Xia Yang Yangming knew that this was wrong.

But could not refuse.

When she was sober before, she could still tell that she pushed Gu Qichen away.

But now, with that layer of slight drunkenness, Xia Yangyang is not unconscious and hungry, if she doesn't want to.

I really miss it.

Sometimes people are like this, knowing it is a pit, but still can't help but fall down.

Obviously he managed to climb up.

Xia Yangyang only felt that a lot of things collapsed in his heart.

Those rules and regulations seemed to be abandoned by her.

But the closer he got to Xia Yangyang, the more sad he felt.

After all, it can't be done.

I still cannot ignore my position.

Even if I drank alcohol.

Even if I want to borrow wine and pretend to be crazy once.

But it still doesn't work after all.

Xia Yangyang began to struggle.

She pushed Gu Qichen's chest hard.

But how could her strength be more than an addicted man.

Gu Qichen directly grabbed Xia Yangyang's hand and backed it to the back of his body.

Directly pressed Xia Yangyang's body on the cold fence.

The fence on the rooftop is only half a person high.

Xia Yangyang leaned back.

Yu Guang glanced under the ten thousand-foot tall buildings.

Like an abyss, only a little bit of fireflies can be seen underneath.

It feels like being pushed to the edge of a cliff.

If you accidentally fall, you will be crushed to pieces.

Speaking of it, it's ironic.

This is probably how Xia Yangyang felt when he returned to Gu Qichen.

His feelings are too hot, and sometimes people can't breathe.

But sometimes, it looks like it is wrapped in a layer of cold armor, and if you reach out to touch it, you will be burned by that coldness.

Xia Yangyang still couldn't understand after all.

In many cases, this is a dilemma.

The whole person is like hanging from a tree on the edge of a cliff, giving up, and falling to pieces, but just grasping it like that, and feel tired, tired to the bones.

Xia Yangyang still couldn't push this man away after all.

But when he was about to give up, he felt a force of strength to pull the two of them apart.

What caught the eye was Gu Chaohan's frosty face.

Gu Qichen didn't seem to react.

But he had already received a punch and stepped back, holding his chest.