The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Gu tingshen put down his teacup and glanced at the middle-aged man with lazy eyes, "Shifu, I want to ask..."

“……”

Gu tingshen's words have not finished, all of a sudden "bang" sound, the tea cup fell on the ground. He just felt dizzy in front of him.

"Brother tingshen, what's the matter with you? Brother tingshen!... "

Huo Qingyun rushed over and held his arm, asking questions. Gu tingshen just felt dizzy in his head. When he reacted, he had already fainted.

He was drugged.

Looking at Gu tingshen lying on the table. The brow tightly wrung, Huo Qingyun long a sigh of relief, this just released to hold his arm's hand, the expression is some gloomy unclear.

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands and his face was full of proud light. "Miss Huo, I will help you this time. I can't stay in this house after that."

"Well, I know, please." Huo Qingyun took the next cup and took a sip of tea, which slowly took out a check from the expensive Baoli. "That's enough money for your life."

"Hey, hey, Miss Huo is still generous!"

The middle-aged man took a few kisses with the check, and immediately put it into his pocket. When he reached his age, he was just thinking about how to be happy.

With this money, you can't have fun?

"Do you know what to do next?" Huo Qingyun said.

"Of course. As long as the man and miss Huo cooked rice, what else would miss Huo worry about? " The middle-aged man laughs and hugs Gu tingshen under Huo Qingyun's eyes and drags his arm to get people into the room. Huo Qingyun looks at the middle-aged man's action. "Be careful."

"Well, this man is Miss Huo's heart. I must be careful! " The middle-aged man said that he had already dragged Gu tingshen to the bed and reached out to unbutton his shirt, but Huo Qingyun stopped him.

Huo Qingyun waved her hand. A little impatient, "you go, come back in two hours."

"Hey, is two hours enough?"

Huo Qingyun horizontal a middle-aged man, the middle-aged man immediately timidly rubbed his hands, "I'm going out!" Said. Also considerate to Huo Qingyun closed the door.

This young lady, for the sake of this little white face, she really does everything.

His grandparents were rich. I often make jade pendants for rich people, but in his generation. It's a bit of a loss of interest, not to mention the loss of all the family, even this house was lost not long ago. Fortunately, Huo Qingyun found him, or I don't know when he will be chopped to death by the debt collector, and he will be dead in the street.

He took the money and immediately went out for recreation.

"Gu tingshen, you didn't expect that..." Huo Qingyun laughs at himself and looks at Gu tingshen lying on the bed. Although his eyes are closed now, he can still feel the king's spirit in him.

Why should such a man become Huo nianian's husband?

No, he's his own.

Huo Qingyun looks at Gu tingshen on the bed. Her face showed an obsessed smile. After a long time, she untied her clothes. The white skirt fell down her smooth legs

"Brother tingshen, if my grandfather knew you were sleeping with me, would he make you responsible for me?"

Huo Qingyun stretched out his hand and stroked Gu tingshen's face, as if touching the most precious treasure.