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What does it stand for Gu Yishen twisted his eyebrows. He didn't seem to have much interest in this issue. Rao is the look of a woman, which makes him feel interesting. Get up and slowly approach her.

Until the distance between them is close, her unique fragrance is his favorite taste. Bow slightly, stick it to the woman's ear, between the breath, Mu bit her lips towards the night --

"you are my woman, I am your double, are you not good at asking for what you need?"

With a quiver of her eyes, she raised her eyes and looked up at his deep, bottomless eyes. Mu knew later that she was completely flustered and disordered. So indifference and indifference, in front of this man, is just a fleeting surface. She can't tell who is right in front of her.

A double? For whom? How to replace?

This moment is so quiet, some are too unusual. She looked at him like this and saw that his flawless face gradually blurred in her eyes. Mingming is in front of her, but she can't see anything.

Gu Yi looks at the woman's face deeply. It's very beautiful. The beauty makes him have the illusion of seeing poppies.

With the toxic beauty, he likes it.

Thin lips slowly close to women's red lips, such a sentiment, always let people, some lure. Confused.

Mu didn't push away at night and didn't close her eyes. Just look at him in such a dazed way, until the heat on his lips is so hot and moving, until a kind of addiction called lovesickness is sketched out by a man's kiss a little bit, until this man called Gu Yishen kisses her without any scruples. She just reflected what she was doing!

You should push him away. You should turn around and leave!

But why, she was reluctant.

She was afraid that it would be an illusion as soon as she stepped back. He disappeared, like the dream of countless times in these three years, fleeting!

She can't go back, she can't go back. The real poison is him, the deadly poison. But she was helpless.

Because, there is nothing more painful than lovesickness. She was reluctant to let go even if there was no end to her doom, even if there was no end to her frustration.

Close your eyes and feel his breath moving between her nostrils. By the woman's shallow response, the tossing and kissing gradually became lustful. Reading and deepening were like two people who found water in the desert, unable to control.

Until his broken kiss rolled along her jaw to her neck and landed on the white skin of the woman's clavicle.

“…… I haven't promised yet. "

Mu didn't expect to say that in such a calm way. As soon as the voice fell, the moisture and heat on the skin disappeared, and his temperature did not hesitate. It's like the hot kiss just now. It's only her.

"You will agree." There is no doubt about the calm and coldness between his words.

"Because you can't refuse me."

Because you can't refuse me.

At one o'clock in the morning, Mu's ear has been whirling with Gu Yishen's words.

Indeed, he counted it and knew clearly that she could not refuse it.

She was not surprised to hear from angel at this time. But in the middle of the night, Mu refused to listen to the woman's roar.

"Tell me who that man is!"

"Is it him? Isn't it! "

"Mu is late, isn't he dead?"

Mu listens to that voice to interrogate toward the night cold face, how to ask her to answer?

It was only after angel had a moment's silence that she began:

"I don't know."

It's just four words, nothing else.

"I don't believe it!"

"Since I don't believe it, what can I do?" When she's a listener or an outcast? I'm sorry, Mu didn't listen to a third-class actor who couldn't even get on the stage at this time.

"I will go to him with Nianchen. I believe he is Gu Beicheng!" When angel said this, the woman seemed to be a little tired. She said a word and hung up --

"whatever you want."

Take the boy named mindfulness to Gu Yishen, ha Anyi, you always can't understand that man's mind.

Mu didn't sleep late. To be exact, he hasn't slept comfortably in the past three years. Especially tonight, she can't tell whether it's a dream or a wake-up call. She seems to be in the mansion where she lived for more than ten years.

The furnishings inside remained unchanged. She seemed to hear something. She stood in the stairwell and looked at a room on the second floor.

That's his room.

Clean without a trace of dust, the men and women on the bed embrace and sleep, in the golden sunlight through the window refraction, gradually wake up.

Mu heard the low voice of a woman like a cat in the evening --

"don't go to the company, accompany me."

She knew the woman who was talking, the 20-year-old mu xianglate, the one who was a little careful and self willed.

"Darling, don't make any noise."

The man dotes on kissing her on the forehead, but she clings to it, her little head resting on his shoulder."Gu Beicheng, I want to pass on the cold to you." With his hands around his waist, he would not let go.

The night when Mu turned 18, he gave himself to the only man he loved in his life. She doesn't care what other people say about her. Anyway, it will be sooner or later to marry Gu Beicheng.

He called her late, she called him Gu Beicheng, 15 years, never changed.

This scene, like an invisible ice blade, leaves a scar where you can't find it in the morning. It's very painful, but she can't find a way to relieve pain. Really, stupid.

It was only four o'clock in the night when she woke up, and her forehead was already sweating. I don't know if it's because of the dream or At the moment the tummy is throbbing.

Gripping his lower lip, he began to turn pale. Abdominal pain only increases.

She used to reach for painkillers, but forgot that she had come out of the place where she had been imprisoned for three years. No painkillers.

Gritting her teeth and holding on, it's a punishment for her, she knows.

She was choking with pain as she clung to the sheet. In my mind, only Gu Yishen's face is so clear. He seemed to laugh at her for making himself so embarrassed and miserable.

And the unformed child, her child, passed through her body like this, but she didn't even give a tear.

This is the woman who bathes late and has no heart.

In pain until dawn, the body like being run over general, the slightest weakness.

"Well, look after her." Tang Yan hang up the phone, eyes color know.

Lin wanting, who was ready for breakfast, pretended not to care, but she was not happy. Her husband, who has been guarding his lover, is a wife who pretends to be decent and generous. It's ridiculous! What if Mu left his private apartment late? Between them, there are still tens of thousands of places to talk.

Sorting out her emotions, Lin wanting smiles and walks to her husband.

"Have breakfast."

But see the man did not move voice color, turn a deaf ear to her words, that pair of deep eyes don't know who is thinking, pour a tenderness also didn't give her. Lin wanting bit her lips. Thinking of last night, when he received a call from his assistant, his face began to turn cold. She didn't know what the assistant said, but Lin wanting seemed to guess that it was about Mu Xiangwan.

She didn't dare to ask, just let him vent his emotions in bed, she gritted her teeth to bear. Think, vent. Want to be good, do. Love, as long as he touches himself.

Lin wanting is afraid that he doesn't love her, even touch her.

Holding her breath deeply, she was still smiling, but she was obviously embarrassed. For this man in front of her, she has put down her self-esteem, and even, can not care about a lot of things, is not enough? Does he still refuse to give her that little place in his heart?

"Yan Shang, I......"

Finally, I had the courage to say one more word with him, but the man refused to get up and left without hesitation.

She is the only one left in the Tang family.

From marriage to now, but less than half a month, in the eyes of the world's new marriage period, so indifferent. In addition to being in bed at night, she will do her wife's duty to meet the needs of men. What is this? To him, Lin wanting is a bed. Is she a companion?

Tang Yan Shang, is it that you can only see a woman in your eyes?