Going Wrong as a Wife: Young Master Gu, Don't Be Arrogant

Chapter 47 Three Years Ago from the Bottom Line (4)

The man's face was gloomy and cold, his voice was completely hoarse, and there was a bit of deep impatience.

Xia Yu didn't even dare to look at him at this moment, but those fiery eyes lingered on her mercilessly.

He stretched his long legs like this, and walked directly to the villa without waiting for anyone, wearing only a thin shirt in the late autumn weather.

But as if he couldn't feel a trace of coldness, his figure stood upright.

Ye Jieche is now the scariest time, because Xia Yu doesn't know if he will turn his face in the next second.

And if he turned around and wanted to beat someone up, she wouldn't be able to fight back at all.

She trotted beside him, looking up, she could only see the scratches on the corners of his mouth, which were slightly pink, it was from being beaten.

"I'll get you the clothes." Xia Yu stopped following her, turned around and left quickly.

She admitted that she was a little scared, and the feeling that spread from the bottom of her heart was something she couldn't ignore.

For this man, she either hated or was afraid.

Seeing the anxious woman, Ye Jieche's expression darkened, ignored her, and left directly.

It seemed that no one in this world could get his waiting anymore.

On the other hand, after Xia Yu ran away from him, she took a sneak peek at his figure with her handcuff, until she saw him walking into the villa, then slowly opened the car door and took out her clothes.

When the sky darkened, the artistic street lights on the street lit up one after another, and the white car body seemed to be coated with a layer of warm light.

The woman leaned on the car, sighed, and the lights in the villa were turned on, washing away all the darkness.

But that man is a ticking time bomb, and it's still unknown when he will make you cock up.

However, she has to go in front of people to check her favorability. When everyone is sad, it is the most appropriate time for others to take advantage of it.

No matter how scared she was, she could not waste this rare opportunity.

The man who thought he was so powerful finally lost to the past three years ago, just like she lost to selfishness.

Letting out a long breath of foul air, she grabbed her clothes and poured herself a bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

Entering the villa, she deliberately slowed down every movement, and it took three times as long to change shoes as usual, and a pair of big round eyes swept around.

After putting on her shoes, she pretended to be calm and walked into the living room, stepping on the soft carpet that Ye Jieche had asked her to change.

Thinking of the good deeds done by the bad man before, Xia Yu comforted herself, in fact, that man was not that scary.

She saw the man on the sofa in the living room, sitting in the place she usually occupied, and the light couldn't shine into his eyes.

The rich black showed boundless anger, and she suddenly didn't dare to go forward to say something rashly.

But I'm also glad that the man doesn't want to throw things or anything.

Putting the coat on the chair beside her, she ran upstairs as small as possible, and bumped into the man's eyes when she turned her head inadvertently.

The four eyes meet, calm and horror collide.

Xia Yu twitched the corners of her mouth stiffly, and before the man could make a sound, she went upstairs in one go.

She was really not sure, how could she comfort that man?

He is obviously a gesture of refusing everyone to go deep into his heart. Regarding the restricted area three years ago, he can even beat his best brother, let alone her.

Finding many high-sounding reasons for her retreat, Xia Yu naturally felt a little emotional when she entered Ye Jieche's bedroom.

It is said that habits form nature, but she forms a habit through oppression.

This place can't be lived now, who knows what the man with a bad temper will do at the moment.

Taking the clothes and walking out of the bedroom, she could see the place where Ye Jieche was sitting on the long corridor, as if a small world had been created as a prison.

He does not leave, and no one else can take him away.

Xia Yu returned to the guest room with her eyebrows twitching slightly. After taking a shower, she finally couldn't hold back and went downstairs to get a cup of warm water and approached the man.

Without opening her mouth, she didn't know that her voice was trembling, "It would be better to have a glass of water."

No matter what kind of illness you have, if others tell you to drink plenty of water before comforting you, then drinking water should be a panacea.

Ye Jieche was also suffering from a heart attack.

The man didn't answer, he didn't even raise his head, his head was lowered, but his back was straight as always, like a downcast king who refused all help.

"Don't think about it too much. Many things are in the past. Everyone should have a new life after experiencing something." Xia Yu began to pour chicken soup for the soul silently.

All the people who let go, maybe just because of that, are not very important.

But there was no reply, only the man chuckled disdainfully.

Xia Yu took a few glances at him, then put her hands on the table, and let him play with Shen Shen, anyway, she had no choice.

She should have made the bed and slept in the quilt, no matter how depressed he was to death.

Just as she had time to turn around, someone grabbed her arm from behind, and after a while, she was pinned down on the sofa.

The bodies were pressed against each other without leaving any gaps, and she felt like there were two big hands, sucking the little oxygen left in her, coughing lightly to suppress the frantically beating heart.

The poses of the two are so ambiguous that they can stage a sex scene, but the male protagonist's eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, and his expression is sinister and ferocious.

Xia Yu stretched out her hand to push him away, but she got even tighter pressure during the pushing, as if trying to squeeze out the last oxygen in her chest viciously.

This lunatic!

The man propped one hand on the side of the sofa, and with the free hand, he stroked her white and delicate face, from the eyes to the shape of the lips.

Xia Yu trembled, afraid that he would change his face the next moment and poke his eyes.

"Who do you think you are, you don't need to take care of my affairs, aren't you afraid, and you still pretend to be righteous and awe-inspiring."

The man's magnetic and hoarse voice sounded above her head, as if trying to crush her last hope.

Xia Yu's face was pale, and she could feel the changes in his lower body. The scorching hot thing was touching her through two layers of fabric.

This is a man who never forgets animals.

Gritting her teeth, she turned her head and opened her eyes, and met the man's gloomy eyes. Before she could feel anything, the man had already bowed her head.

"Xia Yu, you asked for it yourself." What he said was taken for granted, without the slightest bit of guilt.

The woman opened her eyes and wanted to refute, but was so frightened by the sudden kiss that she swallowed it back into her stomach.

Ye Jieche was not actually kissing her, but just nibbling at her, completely ignoring her wishes, using his lips and tongue to outline her feelings over and over again.

This is a bastard who is not as good as a beast.

A small mouth was bitten off her lip, and she gasped in pain. When the two of them mingled, a faint smell of rust gradually mixed in her mouth.

Xia Yu couldn't struggle, and didn't dare to bite the man, her rationality was terrifyingly clear.

(End of this chapter)