Gu Xingchuan picked up the trinket on the ground and shook it in front of Song Yi's eyes. He said boldly, "you always use this as a shield. Is there any reason for this time?"

Song Yi glanced at a bunch of colorful, as if nothing had happened, "the reason is in my home, so not."

"Why not?" Gu Xingchuan asked knowingly.

Song Yi pushed his shoulder hard and said calmly, "don't make a fool of yourself. The fourth master's heart disease has got you angry."

Gu Xingchuan got itchy when he saw Song Yi's clear and cold appearance. He couldn't help crying. He went over and gave Song Yi a kiss on the cheek, "hypocritical."

"Better than you're not serious." Song Yi squinted at him.

Gu Xingchuan's evil spirit hooked the corner of his mouth, "isn't it serious to kiss one mouth?"

Song Yi picked her eyebrows and was about to make fun of him. Her navel skin was slightly chilly. Gu Xingchuan peeled off his shirt buttons. Song Yi looked sluggish, "what are you doing?"

Gu Xingchuan reached out and poked his chubby stomach. He was very interested in it. "Your stomach is just like being pregnant."

Song Yi nodded calmly, squinting her eyes, like telling a cold joke, "I'm pregnant, are you unconvinced?"

He carefully observed Gu Xingchuan's expression. He didn't feel disgusted. He just snorted, put his lips against Song Yi's ear, and whispered, "be convinced, you're going to be pregnant, and I'll have a blessing in my mouth."

Song Yi's ears were burning, and she scolded the immoral things in her heart. Don't open to avoid Gu Xingchuan's warm breath. "Go aside, I'm pregnant and it doesn't matter to you."

"What does it mean to me?" Gu Xingchuan pulled down his face and pinched Song Yi's jaw. He forced Song Yi to turn his face and look at him, "have you ever slept with others?"

Song Yi was upset and asked coldly, "what do you think?"

Gu Xingchuan is very popular at the thought of this, but Song Yi has made several boyfriends. Although these boyfriends are chicks, similar to Shen Li's, no one wants to have a fresh taste

Thinking of this, he wanted to kill these people one by one.

What kind of chance did he and Song Yi come to this day, it can't be clearer.

Gu Xingchuan gnawed his teeth deeply. "I can tolerate you having intercourse with those little guns, but if you want me to know who you've slept with, I'll chop them up and feed them to the dogs, OK?"

Song Yi sneered, "you chop your own and feed the dog first."

Gu Xingchuan cold hum, "my feed you, do not feed the dog."

After that, he bent down and took Song Yi's knee with his arm. He put his arm around his waist and back, and half lifted it fiercely. Song Yi turned around for a while, and the feeling of standing on his feet was not so wonderful. "You let me down."

Gu Xingchuan is not heard of. Song Yi is only a few centimeters lower than him. He is not Petite at all. This posture looks funny, but Gu Xingchuan enjoys it.

He enjoyed everything that made Song Yi dependent on him.

Gu Xingchuan hugged Song Yi and pressed her on the soft bed. He put his hands on both sides of Song Yi's head and looked at Song Yi from a commanding position. "Before, I couldn't control you. Now I'm your man. I'm in charge of all your private affairs."

"You like to run people so much, you should go into politics, not sing." Song Yi began to sneer.

Gu Xingchuan curled his lips and quickly dumped the T-shirt that was in the way of the body, "I only care about you."

Song Yi glanced at him. He was smooth, muscular, powerful and explosive. He thought he was just fighting guerrilla warfare, but Gu Xingchuan obviously wanted real guns and bombs, and quietly reminded him, "don't mess with me."

"Don't you want to get pregnant?" Gu Xingchuan threw the string of things at the head of the bed and raised his jaw at Song Yi. "I don't need it. I don't like it. You gave me ten or eight."

Song Yi's face burned red, from the tip of her ear to the corner of her eyes, as if she had made rouge, "get up and have your own birth."

"I just like your birth." Gu Xingchuan did not have that function. He bit by bit kissed Song Yi's ear. His lips were cool, just like sprinkling drizzle, until it rained heavily in his neck socket. His hoarse voice murmured, "if you want to have children, you must look like you. I want to know what you were like when you were a child."

Song Yi breathes disorderly, and abandons Gu Xingchuan's disorderly behavior. This sentence makes him moved. Although Gu Xingchuan doesn't like children, it's OK for him to like himself. Maybe the child will change when he is born?

He looked at the white ceiling with half squint eyes, left and right thinking. He used to be alpha. He understood that alpha would like to come out in order to get a bed, but he still believed in Gu Xingchuan's sincerity. Although Gu Xingchuan may not be a good father, he will get better as long as he is willing to change himself.

Song Yi thought about the end of her life, and her whole body turned into shelled eggs. The egg shells were scattered on the ground, shaking in the slightly cold air. Gu Xingchuan's hedgehog like hair pricked his skin slightly itchy, and the warm breath ironed him.

Song Yi struggled a little bit. She was pressed firmly, like a leopard in the forest. She subdued the delicious antelope with her sharp claws and teeth. In the matter of who was stronger, Song Yi couldn't get a bargain from Gu Xingchuan.Then it's time for a good meal.

"No lock..." Song Yi covers her eyes with shame.

Gu Xingchuan's malicious smile, "just let the fourth master see my physical strength, he can rest assured to give you to me."

Song Yi moved her arm, showed one side of her eyes and glared at him, "do you want to make me angry?"

The corners of his eyes were powdered, there was a thin mist in his eyes, and his white cheeks were crimson. It seemed that there was no ferocity in his eyes. Instead, he was particularly moving. Gu Xingchuan was so disorganized that he was pounding.

Gu Xingchuan licked his hot lips, grabbed his arm, opened his arm, looked directly at Song Yi's beautiful eyes, and said with a low smile: "I've just locked up, so you can rest assured to call."

Song Yi didn't want to call, nor did he dare to. The sound insulation effect of the old house was generally not very good. When he could not bear it, he put his hand over his lips to suppress his blurt out voice.

Gu Xingchuan badly bumps the bed and creaks, just like an earthquake. He looks at when Song Yi can endure.

Song Yi used to think that she was a very restrained person. Sleeping with others was natural. There was something there, but there was no such thing. He was not very greedy. However, since he was with Gu Xingchuan, he was often turned into bed unconsciously, from being forced to push the boat.

At the beginning, he really had a problem. After all, he was a red alpha, and was pressed by another alpha, which hurt his self-esteem. However, once he accepted his identity, there was no difference between doing alpha and omega. Whoever went up and down was just like that. It was over.

Life is short, don't care so much.

After that, Song Yi took a bath. She was tired and lying on the bed. Her whole body was aching everywhere. The doctor suggested that it could be done three or four times a week. But at this intensity, he felt that once a week was enough.

The landline in the room rang.

Song Yi pressed hands-free, and the voice of fourth master Shen rang out, "Xiao Yi, Lao Liu is out. You go downstairs and take the dog out for a walk."

Gu Xingchuan went upstairs for a morning, but no one came out. Fourth master Shen couldn't sit still. He called to urge him.

"Good, fourth master." Song Yi knows it well. I'm sorry.

He had just finished his physical work. Just like running a marathon, his calf muscles were shaking when he went down the stairs. His legs and feet were weak, so he could only walk slowly with the armrest.

Gu Xingchuan followed in the back, a few strides down the building, just full of electricity, energetic, "I'll walk the dog with you."

Fourth master Shen sat in the living room drinking tea and saw Gu Xingchuan glaring at him. "Gu Shaoyuan's business is so big that he can't afford to buy you a house in the imperial capital?"

Gu Xingchuan put his hands in the pockets of his hooded sweater and looked at fourth master Shen with a smile. "Fourth master, my family has a house in the imperial capital, but in the business district, it's not as clean as your home. I like your home."

Although Mr. Shen didn't want to see Gu Xingchuan, he waved coldly at the other party's attitude. "After walking the dog, I'll go back to my own house, and I won't leave you for lunch."

Song Yiting is very happy. At least fourth master Shen didn't rush people today, which shows that fourth master Shen can slowly accept Gu Xingchuan's.

As soon as he went out, black back, who was liberated from the dog's Kennel, rushed forward, strong and wild. The iron dog chain was stretched and straight, and Song Yi was dragged by him. Gu Xingchuan grabbed the black backed dog chain and said, "I'll slip it."

There are no people in the villa area at noon, and there is no temperature in the autumn sun. They walk on the cobblestone paved path with fresh air. The golden ginkgo trees are on both sides of the road. The bleak autumn wind blows, and the leaves fall on the ground. The scenery is pleasant.

Gu Xingchuan took black back and ran around the park. Without breathing, he walked to Song Yi with infinite vitality. "We will also have dogs in the future."

Song Yiting admires his inhuman physical strength. After finishing physical work, he just wants to lie down and have a rest. "You have to raise a dog and walk your dog yourself."

Gu Xingchuan was about to speak. He looked at the eyes behind Song Yi and squinted dangerously. Song Yi was about to look back. He said, "don't look back. There are paparazzi behind you."

"Paparazzi?" Song Yi jumped in her heart and pretended nothing was wrong on her face.

Gu Xingchuan nodded his chin and said, "there is a camera behind the pavilion reflecting light."

Song Yi pursed her lips. She had not been photographed by a paparazzi before. She didn't know how to deal with it. "What should I do now?"

Gu Xingchuan reached out his hand and touched his tight cheek. "Originally we exposed them. They took photos casually, but they came to your house. I have to teach them a lesson."

Song Yi looked at him and worried, "what are you going to do?"

Gu Xingchuan handed the dog chain to him. "I'll talk to them."

Song Yi is still not at ease, calm face admonishes a way: "you do not impulse, can use the mouth to solve the matter, do not move fist."

Gu Xingchuan glanced at him with a smile, "don't worry, hit them dirty my hands."

Gu Xingchuan walked towards the pavilion. There were two middle-aged men sitting in the pavilion. They were all strange faces. Seeing Gu Xingchuan coming, he stood up quickly and nervously. A man took out a cigarette from his pocket. He was careful to smoke Gu Xingchuan. Gu Xingchuan didn't look at it, and said something coldly in his arms.Song Yi watched the two men's faces getting whiter and whiter. Knowing that the matter had been solved, Song Yi was relieved. She heard a slight "click" and the shutter sound of the camera.

He turned his head reflexively, and a man with a recorder and a camera on his back and dressed in a vest rushed up and yelled, "Mr. Song, I want to do an exclusive interview with you!"

With a heavy camera on his back, the man ran very fast and couldn't stop his steps. His weight was out of balance and he hit song Yi straightly. The camera was firmly attached to Song Yi's abdomen. Song Yi stepped back a few steps and couldn't stand still. He sat on the ground with a deep "hiss".

"I don't give interviews." Song Yi refused decisively. With this sentence, her brows wrinkled and a strange pain spread from her small abdomen. Before she knew the source of the pain, a faint smell of blood had been passed to her nose.

The man is stunned. Seeing that Song Yi's face is not right, he reaches out to help Song Yi get up. His hand just reaches in front of Song Yi and hears a gust of wind behind him. A sharp fist hits his cheek, which distracts an adult man for several seconds.

Gu Xingchuan grabbed the man's collar and threw him aside. He turned back to Song Yi and pinched his face. "How are you?"

"I..."

Song Yi's face turned white. She felt a warm liquid flowing down her legs. With the strong smell of blood, her lips trembled. He reached out and gently covered her stomach, "Gu Xingchuan, please call an ambulance for me."