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

"Let go! Uh..."

The girl in bed is still struggling. This time, she is not intoxicated with the strong kiss of a man.

For his own safety, Xia Yinian couldn't calm down even though he was completely powerless.

His kiss, she will soon fall, so she must stay awake and resist to the end.

Gu Beicheng fixed Xia Yinian's hands with one hand. The thin lip was unwilling to let go of the young lip for a moment, and the other palm kept falling.

"Hiss", Xia Yinian's clothes were torn to pieces.

"No!" the girl screamed and was swallowed by the man.

Uncle is really drunk. She's not Yu Wanqing, she's not!

She managed to break free of one hand. Xia Yinian didn't push him, because she was sure she couldn't push him.

Holding back the feeling of numbness on her body, her little hand kept searching on the bed.

She can't help herself at this time. She can only ask for help.

If she goes on like this, she will be wiped clean by her uncle. She will not allow this to happen even if she dies.

Mingming's cell phone was just in bed. Why can't you find it?

"Well..."

The body was captured by Da Zhang. Xia Yinian almost threw the newly acquired mobile phone back to bed.

She took a deep breath and held her cell phone tightly.

By feeling, she unlocked the mobile phone. She tried to bear her physical discomfort and dialed a phone.

"Elder brother, help... Uh... Me, Uncle... He's drunk." Xia Yinian's voice squeezed out of his throat.

Except for the people on the other side of the phone, even the men on her knew that she was in pain and even began to cry.

Feng Yan, still wearing a bathrobe, came to the door of the room. After hesitating for half a second, he pushed the door and went in.

At the moment when the door was opened, Gu Beicheng suddenly pulled the quilt over the girl and completely blocked her beautiful scenery.

Xia Yinian hugged the quilt and turned his back to the two men over there. Tears still flowed down.

She doesn't want to be like this. She has the life she wants, and don't be a substitute for others.

"Go and bring her clothes."

The man sitting on the edge of the bed, the cold all over, let the temperature of the whole room not only drop a few degrees.

The sobbing girl frowned and even stopped crying.

Uncle is not drunk. Can he order San Shao to bring his clothes when he is drunk?

But he wasn't drunk. Why did he do this to her?

He likes his body, but does he love yu Wanqing in his heart?

Xia Yinian felt more and more sad, and her tears still kept flowing.

She doesn't want to cry, because it's meaningless for such men to cry.

Xia Yinian, stop crying, okay?

My heart is very sour. I don't know which place is empty. I feel I can't make it up in my life.

Feng Yan's eyes swept away the small body cowering at the corner of the bed, and then fell back to Gu Beicheng.

Gave him a "don't mess" look, and Feng Yan turned and left.

I don't understand these two people more and more. Obviously, I have each other in my heart. Why do I make such a fuss every time?

Gu Beicheng, he doesn't understand. Aren't women used to coax? Look what he has done now?

The most incomprehensible thing is that this is clearly a matter between two people. He knew they were together long ago.

Now, what does he join in for?

However, if something happens to Xia Yinian, Grandpa will be sad.

Just be it. Don't want to make grandpa sad.