The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

Gu Beicheng looked down at her. They had come to a door.

The man reached out and unscrewed the door, then closed it and locked it.

With a quick but gentle movement, he put Feng Yinian on the bed.

Before Feng Yinian could react, the man's strong hormonal breath came overwhelming, and she was completely overwhelmed.

"Well..." she earned her body, and she was imprisoned.

Even if it is on the girl, Gu Beicheng must have scruples.

There's a baby between them, isn't there?

However, Gu Beicheng's nerves became more straight when he remembered that he could not do whatever he wanted next.

Surrounded by the familiar breath, enjoying the gentle caress and skilled kissing skills of men, Feng Yinian soon forgot all about it.

Slowly, she closed her eyes and felt a palpitation.

I don't know if it took too long. This time, the feelings of the two people came very fast than every time before.

They were in bed for less than two minutes, and the man above seemed to be unbearable.

"Nian Nian, how... How many weeks? Baby, how many weeks?" Gu Beicheng's head was nestled in Feng Yinian's neck.

Twelve weeks ago, that is, before the first three months, you can't

"Only... Eight weeks." Feng Yinian said in a dumb voice.

She doesn't know her situation. It's hard anyway.

However, the people on her body are more uncomfortable. How can she not know?

His hot breath almost drowned her.

The seventh master also knows how many weeks to ask, so he should also check things about pregnancy.

It's warm to think of the picture of a man holding a mobile phone in the middle of the night and inputting the content to be searched on the web page.

Because of this, her voice seemed more hoarse.

But she's fine. It's just a man's fire. How do you put it out?

"HMM." Gu Beicheng coughed softly and got up on Feng Yinian.

The reason why he was so easy to accept her words was that he had calculated it himself and probably knew that he would have to endure it for at least three months.

Gu Beicheng propped up his body, bowed his head, tasted it on Feng Yinian's lips, and summoned up his courage to come down on her.

"Wife."

He didn't know that his voice was so hoarse now.

The man's "wife" also frightened the girl.

Is it really OK to go on like this?

Another light cough, Gu Beicheng was already standing by the bed, but he seemed to have changed his posture.

"You... Wait." throw out a sentence that sounds better. Gu Beicheng turns around and walks towards the bathroom.

"Beicheng." Feng Yinian sat up.

"Just take a bath." his wife is still pregnant and vomiting, and the seventh master doesn't want to work hard on her.

Even if there were other ways to solve it, he still couldn't bear to make his wife a little tired.

"Shall I help you?" Feng Yinian bit his lip and said softly.

Worried that the man couldn't hear clearly, she added: "Beicheng, let me help you."

"OK?" Gu Beicheng stopped mechanically.

"Well, it won't hurt the baby, well." Feng Yinian was shy, but his words were very sure.

"OK, I'll wash first." the man's hoarse voice had just fallen, and he had disappeared.

Soon, there was a sound of water in the open bathroom.

Thinking of his brisk steps, Feng read, bit his lips and smiled.