Mr. Gu's heart loves her since ancient times

Chapter 59

After Gu Yan finished speaking, he noticed the stiffness of the little woman under him, and there was no movement after waiting for a long time.

He lowered his eyes and looked down. In the darkness, the little woman stared with a pair of watery eyes, her eyes were red and filled with tears.

Gu Yan was startled and hurriedly panicked.

"I didn't say anything, why are you still crying?"

Chu Yin curled his lips and turned away from looking at him. Gu Yan put his arm around her shoulders, but she dodged it. The man's big palm came up again, and a deep magnetic voice trembled from his chest.

Hearing him laughing, the fire in Chu Yin's heart jumped up and he turned around suddenly, his clear eyes were bright and his cheeks were bulging like a puffer fish.

Gu Yan looked at her for a few seconds, caught the seriousness in her eyes, held her face in his hands, pecked her forehead lovingly, and murmured in a low voice:
"It's my fault. I don't mean to offend you. Don't cry..."

Chu Yin just couldn't bear to hear his soft words. She licked her red nose and wanted to push him away but couldn't. Her tone was a bit harsh:

"You have never understood it, how can you make such a judgment?"

"Well, I'm bad."

Gu Yan put her exposed feet under the quilt, lay down on the bed, then grabbed the little woman and let her lie on top of him.

The man's fingertips caressed her slender waist, with a doting smile in his eyes:
"Is this young student lucky enough to know how old the girl is?"

Chu Yin was amused by him, lying on his broad chest, poking his chin with her white fingers, with a slightly uneasy expression:
"Twenty out of four."

After finishing speaking, the little woman frowned again: "Does Mr. Lang think I am too old?"

Hearing this, Gu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she was full.

Then I thought about it, the 24-year-old must have been married in ancient times. Although he was not an old man, he still felt inexplicably unhappy.

After a long while, he said awkwardly: "Then...do you still think about him?"

"Who?"

Gu Yan lowered his eyes and said in a somewhat stagnant voice, "That's your husband over there."

Chu Yin felt a little anxious. When she saw him turning his head away, she quickly held his face and turned his head, forcing him to look at her and clarifying each word carefully:
"Mr. Lang, I am the perfect jade."

"what?"

Seeing that Gu Yan really didn't understand what she was talking about, Chu Yin's face felt so hot that it almost burned. He hesitated for a while, then looked away and whispered:

"He... heard that he didn't do anything..."

Gu Yan blinked his eyes, and after reacting, he laughed softly, feeling comfortable all over his body, and then he became a little curious:

"Why did you hear that?"

"That high official has more than 30 concubines. Apart from annual family banquets, he doesn't see them more than a few times a year."

Gu Yan pulled the quilt, wrapped himself and the little woman in the quilt, picked up a piece of her hair with his fingertips and played with it, humming softly:
"Then I really have to thank him for being romantic, otherwise my voice would be so beautiful, and he would definitely fall in love with me."

The peach smell on her body was so enticing that Gu Yan pecked it twice and pressed it down regardless, crushing her pink lips and swallowing her breath into her chest.

Drowsily, Chu Yin whimpered in her throat, but Gu Yan covered her mouth, signaling her to be silent.

After a moment, Bai Mo'er's deliberately lowered voice sounded outside the tent:

"Brother Gu, are you asleep?"

As soon as Gu Yan turned his eyes, he saw the little woman glaring at him with eyes of fire, her face full of grievances and accusations.

Gu Yan looked innocent and asked in a loud voice: "It's getting late, what's wrong?" The air was silent for a second, and outside the tent, Bai Mo'er's voice was soft and full of lust as she said goodbye:
"It's nothing. I just want to explain to you that I didn't go to Hu Xin Xiaozhu for an appointment that day. I didn't mean to let you off the hook..."

Before Gu Yan could speak, Chu Yin sat up from the bed, distanced himself from the man, turned his head and looked at the wall angrily, his chest was heaving up and down because of the oppression.

Gu Yan also sat up and reached out to hold her shoulders, his voice still calm:
"What day did Miss Bai talk about? I can't remember clearly."

"It was that night. I went to your room that night, and you hugged me from behind, and then..."

Bai Mo'er started to ramble, Gu Yan's temples were throbbing with pain, and small fists like raindrops had fallen on his chest.

The pain was not that painful. The man grabbed the woman's two mischievous little hands with one hand, but Chu Yin was not relieved. He came over and bit him hard on the shoulder through his shirt.

Gu Yan gasped in pain, but did not push her away. His warm and dry palms soothed her on the back of her head, as if smoothing the fur of a big white cat with fried hair.

On the other side, Bai Mo'er was still chattering: "When we were chatting on the phone that day, you praised me for being very good at making desserts, and also praised me for being breathtakingly beautiful..."

Hearing this, Chu Yin's teeth became loose and his whole body became a little stiff.

Why do these words sound so familiar...

Just as he was wondering, a mobile phone was held out in front of him. Gu Yan entered the password without hesitation. Seeing that she didn't answer, he handed it forward again.

Seeing his lowered posture, the air in Chu Yin's chest was half deflated, like a punctured balloon.

Open the chat software, search for the word "dim sum" in the records, and sure enough, find an ambiguous chat record.

Chu Yin's watery eyes were filled with a layer of fog, and he was about to have an attack when he suddenly realized that the content of the conversation between you and me was very familiar.

Look at that online name ID again: Jiao Ai...

Chu Yin suddenly remembered that when she helped her husband reply to holiday greetings that day, she accidentally added a girl. At that time, she thought it was Qiao Yunshu. However, she waited around that night and couldn't find her, so she gave up.

Seeing that she was looking attentively, Gu Yan also came over and looked at her for a while, and the more he looked at her, the tighter his frown became.

Just as he was deliberating how to explain it, he realized that the little woman shrank her neck with a fawning expression on her face, with a cowardly expression of guilt.

Under Gu Yan's stern gaze, Chu Yin explained. Gu Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but reach out and flick her forehead.

Chu Yin felt pain, but an uncontrollable smile opened at the corner of his mouth, and the depression in his heart completely disappeared without a trace.

"Brother Gu, I'm going back tomorrow. I just want to tell you that I don't ask for anything else. I don't mind if I don't have a status. I just want to be by your side...

I, I know you have Sister Chu Yin in your heart, but I don’t want to replace her, I just want to occupy a small position in your heart...

When you are tired and exhausted, when you look back, I will always stand behind you..."

After saying that, Bai Mo'er's footsteps gradually faded away, and Chu Yin's heart began to feel sour again. He glanced sideways at him and said in a muffled voice:
"I don't ask for anything, I just hope to follow my husband."

Gu Yan hugged her into his arms, pulled the quilt to cover their heads, and said in a low and hoarse voice:

"But she doesn't like me."

"Then what kind of appetite does Mr. Lang have?"

Under the quilt, Gu Yan moved closer to her and brushed aside the hair on the little woman's forehead, revealing a complete and smooth forehead.

He looked at her with half-closed eyes, his thin lips came to her ear, and his voice was flirtatious and soothing:
"I like peaches that are moderately soft and hard, fresh and juicy, look pink, and smell delicious...peaches..."

　Sweet, right?Hehe~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)