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Song Mingjian opened his eyes a slit as he sized up Gu Xiangling's reaction. Uh, isn't this purposely testing his endurance? His hand was actually moving towards …

F * ck, did I deliberately mess with him? Just when they were about to touch it, they withdrew.

But he couldn't hold it in anymore!

Song Mingjian abruptly opened his eyes and flipped over, pressing Gu Xiangling down and placing her beneath him.

This sudden turn of events caught Gu Xiangling off guard. She reacted with a burst of anger: "Playing tricks, are you a man or not?"

Song Ming pressed down on her arms with both hands, immobilizing her. With a playful look in his eyes, he said, "Darling, you've asked me this many times, so I don't mind answering it again."

Damn it, this was what Tian Tian was doing!

She had to help him wash his clothes and put him in her room after eating so much. Gu Xiangling came to a sudden realization and thought of a disgusting move. She swallowed hard and spat at him.

Song Ming closed his eyes and did not even move his head. He just said with a face full of spittle: "You sprayed water, it seems like you used the wrong place."

Gu Xiangling was both embarrassed and angry. This man was a dignified CEO. Her way of playing dirty was even better than a hooligan in a market. Let me get up, the ground is cold! "

Song Mingjian habitually lifted the corner of his mouth into a playful smile and said sinisterly: "That would be perfect to vent your anger. "Woman, the fire in his heart cannot be let out. He has pimples and constipation, and the little girl will be as ugly as an old woman."

Gu Xiangling frowned so much that she could pinch a mosquito to death. She glared and grinned, "Talking to you, I want to live less than thirty years."

"It's fine. The fortune-teller said that I can live up to 120 years, so I'll give 30 years to you." Song Ming's sword took a deep breath, and the light fragrance of the Gardenia Flower wafted into his nose. This was Gu Xiangling's unique scent, and it caused him to be obsessed with it.

"Xiang Ling, if I have to endure any longer, I really won't be a man anymore." Song Mingjian greedily/greedily sucked on her body fragrance as he tore open the buttons of his shirt.

In the old days, it was almost night time. After holding it in for such a long time and also being able to taste the delicacy, how could he not be hungry and thirsty?

After it was over, Gu Xiangling lay in the bathtub, feeling regret in her heart. She shouldn't have fainted just now and agreed to Song Mingjian's request.

The man was unsatisfied after having her on the floor once, then he pressed her down on the sofa again, and finally chased her excitedly into the bathroom and forced her to do it once more before stopping.

Now she was sore all over, and her bones felt like they were in pieces. The culprit was sitting beside her proudly, staring at her up and down like she was admiring her spoils of war.

Gu Xiangling couldn't wrap her head around it. Why was he so full of energy and not tired at all?

"Darling!" Gu Xiangling was scared when she heard Song Mingjian call her with such a bewitching voice. I'm tired, I want to sleep. " She actually closed her eyes and pretended to snore.

"Who slept in the bathtub?" Song Ming put some water in the bathtub, then used the shower to wash Gu Xiangling's body clean of the foam. Gu Xiangling quickly took off her towel and covered herself tightly, afraid that she would arouse this man's wolfy nature again.

Song Ming took out a hair dryer from the drawer and calmly looked at her, the corners of his mouth slightly moving, as if he was smiling. Gu Xiangling's hair stood on end as he stared at her. With a trembling voice, she asked, "You …" What are you trying to do? "