find his Mrs. Gu

Chapter 389 Do You Know That You Can Easily Destroy People Like This?
"It's too late to regret it now." The man's breath was heavy, spraying hot air against Si Nian's ear.

Si Nian felt that from head to toe, every inch of skin on her body, every pore seemed to be electrified, and the numbness even spread to her ten fingertips.

At this time, both hands were held up by Gu Jingyun's big hands, and they were put together on top of the head.

The man's hair was short and stiff, piercing Si Nian's delicate skin inch by inch, making her shiver uncontrollably.

Si Nian turned his head to the side, trying to gather his thoughts to find his own voice, but only the word "itch" came out of his throat.

In the next moment, what was exchanged was the opponent's more unscrupulous strategy.

"and many more!"

Si Nian felt a chill in his legs, and a big hand grabbed his ankle, his consciousness gradually returned, and he stopped at the last moment.

Gu Jingyun's eyes were like a bottomless abyss, and the bottom of the dark eyes seemed to be filled with flames, and his breath was heavy with restrained panting.

He stopped and looked at Si Nian.

Si Nian opened his eyes to meet the man's fiery eyes, and suddenly thought of the enthusiasm in the eyes of the cheetah when it locked the target.

"I...I have a request." Si Nian said tremblingly.

Gu Jingyun's eyes flickered, his breath stabilized slightly, and his voice was still heavy and deep.

"You say." The tone is uncontrollable restraint.

"Lend me your ice cream for two days this weekend, Shushu wants to play with it." Si Nian's chest rose and fell, and his breath was not much better than Gu Jingyun's.

"Hmm." Gu Jingyun let out a deep breath, and after seeing the two balls of white tenderness in the fabric, he reached out and was about to remove the last trace of black on Si Nian's chest.

"Wait a minute, there's still... more!" Si Nian put his hands on his chest, and his bright black eyes instantly filled with a pack of bright water vapor.

Gu Jingyun's expression paused, and he didn't speak any more, just silently staring at the little woman under him.

Wait for her to speak.

"I'm going...to the cemetery early tomorrow morning, can you ask your sister-in-law Zhang to help me take care of the trees...I go out early, she just needs to wait for the child to wake up and send her...to the kindergarten!...I can't think of it Someone else can help me."

Su Su and Duan Chenqian went abroad for their honeymoon, and the Su couple called at noon and returned to Kyoto.

"Is there any more?" Gu Jingyun waited for the subordinates to finish speaking, but did not make a statement, waiting for her to finish speaking at once.

Si Nian: "?"

There was more and more water vapor in the eyes, and Si Nian shook his head at the other party.

Gu Jingyun suddenly put his head down, very close to Si Nian's face, almost put the tip of his nose against the other's nose, hooked the corners of his lips, and spoke lightly.

"Si Nian, do you know that you can easily destroy people like this!"

Gu Jingyun's breath almost spewed out of his own mouth, and the next moment it got into Si Nian's slightly opened pink lips.

The blending of breaths makes the atmosphere hot and ambiguous, bringing the temperature of the room to another height.

After a little thought, Si Nian understood what Gu Jingyun meant, and giggled.

In the next second, two white and smooth arms climbed onto Gu Jingyun's close shoulders, wrapped around his neck, raised his head slightly, raised his chin slightly, and took the other's thin lips in his mouth.

Gu Jingyun was caught off guard by the other party's initiative and frightened on the spot, and the impulse to restrain himself was out of control at this moment, and he rubbed him into his arms.

Everything behind seems to be in order.

By the time everything was over, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Because it was raining outside, the sky was already shrouded in darkness at this time.

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