Feng Qingtian is kicked away by her, but she can't get up.

"I'm so kind to you, you don't worry. What do you want me to do? What do you want me to do?" Feng Qingtian lies on the ground and mumbles to himself.

Gu Bailu felt very pitiful when she saw him crouching there.

Damn compassion!

How pitiful is Feng Qingtian.

Gu Bailu put on his pants and lay down. He was too lazy to talk to him.

Drunk man, let him go crazy.

Feng Qingtian had no voice, lying on the ground as if sleeping, and heard even breathing sound. In this silent night, the breathing sound was especially clear.

Gu Bailu sat up and looked at the figure on the ground. What a debt he owed in his previous life!

She got out of bed and dragged him to bed.

Just about to leave, Feng Qingtian holds her in her arms: "my little Lulu, hello Xiang."

Gu Bailu struggles to get up, but she can't earn it.

She took out the silver needle from her waist and was just about to prick him. However, the silver needle was collected by a big palm and nailed to the door panel.

Gu Bailu suddenly looks at Feng Qingtian, but sees his eyes closed and two rows of silhouettes under the long curly eyelash brush.

"It's OK to look so good and do something!"

"Look good, little Lu will like it." Feng Qingtian hugs her and prints a kiss on her lips, showing a satisfied smile.

Gu Bailu's eyes widened. Heaven, Feng Qingtian even laughed.

Still smile so innocent, pure and flawless!

Eyebrows and eyes rise, perfect lips outline sexy radians, squinting eyes make people want to kiss.

Captivating and charming.

This smile is really killing.

Gu Bailu looks silly and forgets to struggle.

"One more laugh." Gu Bailu caresses his face. It's beautiful.

Feng Qingtian turns over and presses her under the body, grabs her lips and kisses her severely.

Gu Bailu was kissed to a blank, and just Feng Qingtian's smile had been in her mind. The beauty was incredible. She forgot to push Feng Qingtian away for a while.

Suddenly the next pain, Gu Bailu "ah" shouted: "Phoenix Qingtian, you die!"

She came in without saying a word. She was too careless.

"Baby darling, let me slowly, thirsty for a long time." The man's hoarse voice came with a slight gasp.

"Don't, don't, don't, don't!" Gu Bailu struggles desperately, pushes him out hard, and recites a mantra to empty the mantra.

"Let go of me. It's hard. It's hard!"

Gu Bailu was crying and patting him. He felt that the world was spinning and everyone was going to faint.

Feng Qingtian stopped, stroked her face and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Sick, spit, go away."

Feng Qingtian's eyes light a trace of loss, but still get up and take her out of bed: "do you want to vomit?"

"Well Stomach upset. "

Feng Qingtian's eyes are bright and slight. It seems that this is not the first time. Last time she touched her on the boat, she also vomited.

He thought she was seasick.

It doesn't seem to be at all. She totally hates him touching her.

"Darling, it's OK to spit it out." Feng Qingtian patted her on the back and let her spit in the spittoon.

Gu Bailu vomited twice, but didn't vomit, but he was very weak.

Feng Qingtian holds her in her arms and looks at her pale face. She is so sad that she can't.

"Call the royal doctor to have a look?" He didn't want to be seen like this, but he knew he had to give up.

He can't keep her away from anyone.

"It's OK, just a moment. Let me have a rest."

Feng Qingtian carried her back to the bed and put her on the bed. She held her in her arms and gently stroked her hair: "lu'er, tell me why, you hate me so much?"