Mysterious husband always comes late at night

With this mentality, Xiaoyu tried to cater to his kiss. They kissed like firewood and fire. It seemed that they were about to burn up. Gong tingcai panted to let her go.

His forehead was against her, and the breath was burning with desire. If her body couldn't bear it, he really didn't want to stop.

He gently rubbed her swollen red lips with his soft fingers and said in a dumb voice, "I miss you very much. I miss you all the time, Su Yu, you grinding goblin."

The little fish's heart fluttered wildly. She couldn't hide the unspeakable throbbing. She looked at him in confusion. Did he like her when he said he missed her?

"Gong Ting..."

"Why didn't you rush at me that day?" Gong Ting rubbed her red lips, soft as pudding. He really wanted to bite them.

The heartbeat of the little fish gradually returned to normal. She lowered her eyes slightly and looked at her hands held together. Her knuckles turned white with force. She said, "I saw a sniper on the roof, so I instinctively rushed out."

"Are you afraid of my death?" Gong Ting's voice was more hoarse. "Su Yu, are you in love with me, huh?"

The little fish raised her eyes and looked at him. What old man Gong said to her sounded in her ear. They are not people in the same world. Why bother others and mislead others? She gathered a complex mood. "No, if the sniper aimed at brother Fu, I would rush to protect him."

Gong Ting's eyes were cold and he rubbed her lips with his fingers. The little fish immediately frowned with pain. The man's habit of abusing her when he was unhappy was terrible.

"Really?"

Gong Ting coldly withdrew his hand, carelessly picked up the bowl on the head cabinet and continued to feed her porridge, as if nothing had happened just now.

The little fish looked at him tremblingly. She had a strange intuition. The more he remained silent, the more angry he became. She couldn't help but open her mouth when she fed the porridge to her mouth.

After feeding a bowl of porridge, the cold on the man dissipated a lot. He put down the bowl, took out a paper towel to wipe her mouth, then helped her lie down and sat back in the chair like nothing.

"Gong Ting, go back. Don't stay here. You'll make me misunderstand." The little fish whispered.

Gong Ting looked at her with an eyebrow. "What did you misunderstand?"

The little fish pursed her lips, looked away from his handsome face and fell on a point of nothingness. Her voice was shallow and faint, "I'll think you're in love with me."

"What if I say yes?" The man suddenly approached her, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

There was a "buzz" in Xiaoyu's mind. She looked at him unbelievably. Unexpectedly, he would directly admit that the world seemed mysterious. She didn't believe what she heard. She said with a bitter smile: "Gong Ting, don't play with me!"

The light in Gong Ting's eyes gradually faded. For love, he had experienced a failure, so he was more and more careful to protect his heart. He was not good at expressing himself, so he carefully tested her with a sense of self-esteem.

Xiaoyu's words, for him, are undoubtedly a refusal.

Almost subconsciously, his self-esteem made a defensive move and said, "it's really playing with you. Don't take it seriously."

Xiaoyu's heart seemed to be riding on the cloud night flying car, up and down. Gong Ting's words cut her heart like a sharp blade. She closed her eyes and thought bitterly. Fortunately, she didn't take it seriously, otherwise she would lose.