Chapter 173： Gu Yu, is it enough?

Gu Yu moves very fast, holding her waist in one hand, holding her back in the back of her head, bowing her head, and clutching her lips tightly.

After holding her lips, he sucked and bitten again, with a hint of punishment.

Xu Jing felt that she should not stay at this time, she quietly left the office.

Ready to gently put the door, but found that Song Haoyue did not know when to stand at the door, his eyes looked at it with a dull look.

Xu Jing looked at the two people who kissed together and looked at Song Yuyue, who was injured.

She snorted and pulled the door gently.

The door, separated from the line of sight, Song Yiyue regained his gaze and glanced at Xu Jing.

......

Song Wu worry brains blank.

I only feel the soft, full and elastic touch on my lips.

Gu Yu clung to her body and saw that she did not resist. He opened her beak and marched strong.

He was so upset by the netizens who attacked her online, and she was calm and comfortable, he wanted to punish her.

When she touched her lips, she felt her sweetness, and he was not willing to let go.

The temperature-smooth and slippery thing is flipped in the mouth, and Song Worry seems to be overpowered.

The man closed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes twitched gently.

After a long kiss, Gu Yucai reluctantly puts Song Worry.

Song Wu worry cheeks red, slyly looked at the satisfied and satisfied Gu Yu, "You kiss me?"

Gu Yu looked at her coolly. "I bite you."

"Gu Yu, you flow ~ Hey!"

"I was the first time I heard that my husband kissed my wife is a stream~氓." Gu Yu smiled, but also put out his tongue and rubbed his lips, eyes enchanting, action charm.

Song Wuxi looked at him like this, his face turned red, turned around and simply did not look at him.

"The taste is very sweet." Gu Yuyi is still not finished.

Song Wu worry bites his teeth and really wants to blast this man out.

“Is there an inspiration to make clothes?” Gu Yu looked at the pieces of cloth on the table.

"There was something that was originally stirred up by you, and nothing was inspiration."

"Nothing." Gu Yu said: "I don't want you to be too tired."

Song has no worries, and his heart hurts a little.

She was the first to listen to her.

Gu Yan saw the white porcelain bowl on her computer desk and raised her eyebrows: "Is the gelatin cake finished?"

"Eat after eating." Song Wushou faintly responded.

"What is the taste?"

"Okay."

It is such a light tone.

Gu Yu came forward and took her hand in the palm of her hand.

Song looked at him with amazement, and wanted to pull back his hand, but he was clenched.

She scolded him: "What are you doing?"

"Is there a warmer touch on your hand?"

What does "...???" mean?

Gu Yu saw her face sternly and smiled. "You don't know if your hand is cold?"

"It’s hot today, I can’t feel it.” How did he know?

"You help me scratch it, and a burst of cold penetrates my heart." Gu Yu rubbed her hand and raised her eyebrows: "It's still not warm, and I will continue to eat a gelatin cake every day."

"..." Song Wuxi looked at Gu Yu quietly, and suddenly he was so concerned, she was somewhat... uncomfortable.

Gu Yu holds her hand and rubs it again. In fact, he feels that her hand is small, soft and boneless, and very comfortable to hold.

Feeling touched, he would not let go of her.

Song’s clear eyes are light and heartless, but he is not accelerated by his own control.

She looked at Gu Yu without hesitation. "Gu Yu, have you touched enough?"