"No, if I need to call you on his cell phone!" Ling ruoxun steps out step by step in high heels.
"Sister in law, did you misunderstand that coat last time? You have a bad impression on me. Last time, I was really afraid of your cold. I had no other way. I didn't mean anything else." Li Zian came up to explain.
Ling ruoxun smiled and shook his head: "I forgot that, but as Jin Chen's friend, you have to consider the consequences of everything. It's not good for him to misunderstand."
"I won't, sister-in-law, walk slowly."
"Well." Ling ruoxun turns around and leaves.
Ling Yichen's private villa. After Ling Yichen is helped into the bedroom by the driver, Song Xi sits in front of the bed and stares at Ling Yichen. He lies motionless on the bed and sleeps, breathing evenly.
"Well, almost. It's time to wake up. "
Song Xi said softly, she can guarantee that Ling Yichen is pretending to sleep.
"Ah, you can't hide everything from your insight. Can you play happily?" Ling Yichen struggles from the bed.
It's all home. It's nothing to admit in front of Cheng Xuan.
"As for your poor acting, you should not make a fool of yourself in front of me in the future."
"I'm not satisfied that you, the president of my entertainment company, say I'm poor at acting."
Ling Yichen pulls Song Xi into his arms and presses him to the bed.
A pair of deep star eyes stare at her tightly: "huh? Change or not
"I will not take back the water spilled by what I said."
Song Xi stubbornly pursed his lips and never gave in.
"Then I will Until I let you change your tongue. " Ling Yichen reached for her skirt with a smile.
"The doctor said that I was very weak and unstable in the first three months. Are you sure?"
"I just want to tickle you."
Ling Yichen immediately changed his tune.
"I don't itch, and I'm not afraid of itching. It's useless if I scratch."
"I can't do anything about you."
Ling Yichen turns over and starts, unable to hurt Song Xi's baby.
Into the night.
The air was filled with cold and biting wind.
In the brightly lit villa, there is also the atmosphere after the wedding.
There are red and happy words everywhere.
Rococo took a bath and wore a set of scarlet silk pajamas. A coat on the outside and a sling on the inside.
Sitting on the red bed uneasily.
Gu Chengyao is still downstairs chatting with his elders. It seems that he is receiving some family instructions.
Rococo was holding the quilt, very nervous.
Her eyes were fixed on the door, afraid that it might suddenly open.
It's over nine o'clock. It's almost time. Rococo quickly rolls to bed, opens the quilt, wraps himself tightly and goes to bed.
As long as you fall asleep, it's all right. The night is over.
Well, Rococo, you're so smart.
Before long, there was a clattering of footsteps on the stairs.
Rococo frowned as the sound approached.
Bata.
When the room was opened, Gu Chengyao came in, and the light and shadow reflected by his tall body came closer to the bed.
There was still a smell of wine in his body during the day.
Rococo closed his eyes and fell asleep.
As long as she didn't open her eyes, would he be interested in a woman like a corpse? There should be no interest at all.
She heard him take off his coat.
Then the bathroom door opened, and he should be in for a bath.
Rococo opened his eyes, a pair of round eyes staring at the ceiling.
She's going to have a heart attack.
According to this situation, she is doomed to insomnia this night, and will not sleep at all.
Creak!
The bathroom door opens.
Rococo quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Gu Chengyao wrapped in a white bathrobe with wet hair.
The skin soaked in hot water is a touch of attractive red.
As far as the figure is concerned, Gu Chengyao's figure is definitely a good-looking man.
But she didn't have the courage to accept that the handsome man became her husband in a flash.
Gu Chengyao has been wandering in the room.
I went to get a hair dryer and poured myself a glass of red wine.
Everything is slow.
This step sound is like the alarm clock again and again in Rococo's heart hair.
Gu Chengyao seemed not to mind his newly married wife sleeping at all, and he patiently dried his hair.
Rococo closed his eyes and suddenly felt that the bed beside him was sinking and the quilt was opened.
This is Gu Chengyao also came to bed and lay down the rhythm.
What to do? What would he do to himself?Rococo frowned with fear.
Gu Chengyao looks down at the woman. Whenever he gets closer, her eyebrows move.
Is pretending to sleep in front of him a fool?
Since she pretends to sleep, he will play with her.
Slowly close to her body, a hand untied her Pajama tied bow.
Rococo's heart thumped, feeling his hands undoing her pajamas.
It's over. He can't fight. He should take advantage of her sleeping
Patter!
The light in the room was turned off by Gu Chengyao.
In the dark, Rococo couldn't see anything.
She opened her eyes in terror.
Gu Chengyao covered his lips.
"Oh!"
She shivered and shivered.
Gu Chengyao grabs her hand and goes deep into the kiss.
"Gu Chengyao..." Rococo pushed him away. She was too scared to be prepared.
"Sure enough, I'm pretending to sleep. Since I wake up, let's turn on the light and let you witness this wonderful night."
"No, No. I'm afraid. "
Rococo grabbed his hand and wouldn't let him turn on the light.
"Well, turning on and off the lights is the same for me."
"May I ask you to let me go. Can we not... "
"No, I won't let you go on my wedding night." Gu Chengyao answered her firmly.
"Then Can you be gentle? I'm afraid... " Rococo's timid request.
"OK. But it still hurts. You need to relax. "
The night was black.
But it makes Rococo unforgettable. It's an unforgettable pain. She will never forget it.
Gu Chengyao is like a trapped animal in the middle of the night, asking again and again.
The next day.
The sun has reached the bed.
Rococo opened his eyes in pain, and the people around him were gone.
As if the servant had been waiting by, he saw her wake up and sent her the clothes she was going to wear today.
"Little grandma, this is the clothes you are going to wear today. The young master is upstairs in the sun. He wants you to change your clothes, wash your clothes and go downstairs for breakfast. He will take you back to the door later."
"Oh." Rococo sat stupidly on the bed, as if covered.
Now life, she really does not adapt.
I got out of bed and got up to wash in the bathroom.
By the time she came out, the servant had changed all the sheets and covers of last night.
Wearing the customized limited edition clothes, Rococo was not comfortable. Step by step, she went downstairs.
Old man Gu sat on the sofa reading the newspaper and looked down at her with a smile.
Rococo blushed. I'm very sorry.