Getting Married One Night

Wen Nanzhi always thought that with the emergence of Lin Wanxin, Gong Shen didn't care even if she abused her. She just didn't want her to do anything hard to say.

But this kind of thing doesn't seem to end because of Lin Wanxin's arrival.

The more frightened she was, the more the Gong Shen, who was sitting upright in front of her, looked like a black panther, with lazy and elegant posture, dark dotted eyes, and dangerous breath like a big net rushing towards her.

She stepped back two steps and looked at the palace with gloomy eyes across the ancient wooden table.

Gong Shen slowly pulled out a briefcase from under a stack of documents. His thin index finger spared the rope on the cowhide bag, pinched the Yellow cowhide paper, his fingers filled with pale cold light, and his fingernails were thin and long, like a sharpened jade piece.

"Zhou Jin?" Gong Shen's black eyes glanced at the words on the paper and said two words coldly.

Wen Nanzhi immediately understood what was in Gong Shen's hand. She quickly stepped forward and looked at Gong Shen opposite with her desk.

Zhou Jin is the first man she likes. The beauty between them is still vivid. She doesn't want to be destroyed and implicate the people she likes.

"Both parents are innocent, and he is the only son of the Zhou family. At present, he seems to be a reliable man working with his father. He likes it?" Gong Shen said with a hint of ridicule. "Is he your first man?"

Wen Nan Zhi lowered her head. She didn't dare to answer Gong Shen.

Gong Shen's eyes narrowed, and his sullen eyes were about to burn two holes in the picture of Zhou Jin on the paper.

"I don't want to ask again," he growled.

Although the voice is low, it has an irresistible momentum.

Wen Nanzhi's shoulders shook. She couldn't say it was Zhou Jin. She was afraid that the terrible Gong Shen would retaliate against Zhou Jin.

She could only shake her head. "It's not him, it's someone else. He doesn't know."

Gong Shen listened and sneered, but his face was more tense. He squeezed the paper in his hand and wanted to break it.

The next moment, Wen Nanzhi felt that there was another hand on her neck and tightened her bones slowly.

"He's really a bitch. He was with other men when he had a boyfriend. Now he can't stand being lonely at the palace. It seems that I'm too kind to you. It makes you forget your identity."

Wen Nanzhi was choked out of breath, and Gong Shen didn't give her any chance to explain. She could only shout tears and shake her head.

"I, no, no!" she struggled and couldn't break Gong Shen's hand with her strength.

Gong Shen pinched Wen Nan Zhi with one hand and lifted her body bit by bit from the end of the table.

Wen Nan Zhi can only support the table with both hands to prevent his from suffocating.

When her eyes blurred and began to congest, she felt that she was really dying, her limbs couldn't work, and her brain began to dizzy.

Her body was pulled onto the desk, and the documents were scattered everywhere and became messy. She was as fragile as a piece of paper on the ground at the moment.

As soon as Gong Shen's hand loosened, she immediately breathed hard.

When she recovered, she found herself kneeling on the table, and Gong Shen in front of her was still looking down at herself.

"Mr. Gong, I really don't. You obviously have Secretary Lin. why..." Wen Nanzhi stroked his neck and begged Gong Shen. He even thought of using Lin Wanxin to plead for himself.

"Do you deserve to be compared with Lin Wanxin? You are just a toy sent by the Wen family. What qualifications do you have to bargain with me?"

Gong Shen stretched out his arms and propped himself on the table. His cheeks slowly approached Wen Nanzhi, and his breath became angry and hot.

Wen Nanzhi felt that his body was wrapped by the cold black air on Gong Shen's body, and he couldn't escape.

"Do you remember your identity? Except me, if you dare to hook up with other men again, this is the end..." Gong Shen stood straight and tore up the investigation report with the photo of Zhou Jin in front of Wen Nanzhi.

Wen Nanzhi breathed and looked at Zhou Jin's face being divided in two in front of her.

"No, No." she stretched out her hand to grab it, but Gong Shen threw the photos and reports on the ground.

"Do you understand?" Gong Shen pursed his lips and overflowed the lip petals word by word.

Wen Nanzhi looked at Gong Shen's thin lips and said something. He was a little indifferent. No wonder they said he was a ruthless person.

"I understand." she looked down at the photos on the ground and could only choose obedience, unable to repeat, "I understand."

"Since you don't like to pull the curtains, take them off yourself." Gong Shen pulled over the chair and sat down slowly, holding his cheek in one hand, his long legs overlapping, shaking slightly, with a three-point mockery.

Wen Nanzhi swallowed the bitter water on her face. Looking at the man in front of her, she couldn't hold the button on her chest with both hands. It was not easy for her to untie one of them.

Gong Shen's sudden rage really frightened Wen Nanzhi. She was determined not to shed tears. At this time, the tears in her eyes spread too fast, so that she couldn't force her back, so she slipped across her cheeks along the corners of her eyes.

She felt nothing, her limbs were numb, and Gong Shen became a little fuzzy in front of her. Once the tears broke the dike, she couldn't stop. She had to lower her head to avoid Gong Shen's naked sneering eyes.

She is like a dish on the table. Rao is really strong in her heart. She feels that she can avoid my days of fish and meat through this dark day.

But once the darkness began, she could no longer see her head. When she opened her eyes, she was still humiliated in the most prominent position.

The buttons were difficult to untie, and the red skirt was taken off to reveal the delicate and white skin in front of the chest. The pure white underwear was not novel, but it had a strong attraction.

Gong Shen's hand holding his cheek slowly moved to his lips. The hot air under his nose filled his fingers, and even the rubbed lips became dry.

His eyes were deep and dark, but they reflected the snow-white of Wennan orange, and the strong feeling swept all his senses again.

And they are not the same feeling, in addition to possession, there is no stronger impulse than this.

Wen Nanzhi stood under the cherry tree with a broom. Gong Shen saw it. He was wearing a solid red skirt with several petals in the corner. He looked up and smiled very happily.

Jin Wang pulled her to hide and whispered. Gong Shen also saw it. The red skirt became a flame and burned into her eyes, which was more and more dazzling.

At the moment, the tip of Wen Nan Zhi's nose is red, and his eyes are red with tears, guarding the last line of defense in front of his chest.

Gong Shen burned an unknown fire at the bottom of his eyes and burned the warm South Orange in front of him with his eyes.

"Go on," he said dumbly.

Wen Nanzhi took a deep breath and closed his eyes before he took off his last dress.

Her hands were in front of her chest and forced across her cheeks, and her ear length short hair was pasted on her tearful cheeks.

Gong Shen straightened her cheek easily.

"Look at me," he ordered.