Chapter 297

At this point, Gu Huan pulled out a trace of irony.

He seems to be mocking himself, knowing that he is playing with him.

Even, watching his heart shackled by the upper layer, with him sink into the abyss of hell.

But there's nothing we can do.

Five days.

She found that after tonight, there were five days left.

"How could it be?" Fang Gu was surprised, "with that child's cold temperament, not to mention playing with women, playing with a cat and dog, he is not interested! Believe me, Mo Mo is not the kind of man who plays with women... "

As she said this, aunt Fang grasped Gu Huan's hand. In her sincere tone, she even implored: "Xiao Gu, aunt Gu knows that no matter how much I say for Mo Mo, it won't help, but I just can't bear to see you all love each other, but torture each other again and again. Why..."

Gu Huan was silent and sighed.

Even though he sympathized with Beiming Mo's childhood, he knew that there was always a knot between her and him.

No one can solve it.

Under the vast night sky, layers of coolness rise.

The night wind blows and raises her long flowing hair.

In this night of dense clouds and moonlight, the tears in her eyes are like the bright star.

After a little while, until the star light gradually faded, she gently vomited -

"No. Auntie, we don't love each other. What's more, we don't torture each other, because it's always me, not him, who's been tortured. "

In her gentle and gentle voice, there was an imperceptible sigh.

I didn't notice the dark shadow behind me --

"what a torment!"

The sudden cold voice shocked Gu Huan and Fang Gu.

It was as if a wind had swept by.

Gu Huan felt a chill on his back. When he looked back, he saw the black eyes of the Falcon in the dark

At this time, Beiming Mo was wearing casual clothes, but he could not hide his inherent noble temperament.

This noble temperament is so out of place with the primitive farmers in the countryside.

Black hair is still suffused with water bright luster, like just after a bath soon.

The bright and beautiful facial features like jade are full of fierce and cold breath.

His deep eyes fixed on Gu Huan.

The lip line of sexual feeling is so tight that you can even see the blue veins on his forehead.

Obviously, just now Gu Huan and Fang Gu chat content, should listen to he didn't hear, shouldn't listen to but a word son didn't leak into the ear.

"I just know that it's torture for you to be with me!"

He pulled his lips, and his cool voice was full of irony.

Just when he came to see huan'er's back, his heart couldn't help beating for a while, but he didn't expect that the smile just raised was hidden in the woman's last sentence!

She said they didn't love each other!

And said she was the one who was tortured!

Beiming Mo was obviously angry by this sentence!

This month, he broke so many principles for her -

not only went to Sabah, where he swore that he would not step into this life, but also ran to buy sanitary napkins for her like a thief in the middle of the night. As a result, she was caught in the police station as a sanitary napkin pervert!

He unexpectedly also for her, met him this life all don't want to see second side Yu Rujie!

He even shot her in Sabah.

He has done so much, but only for her "torture"?

How could he be embarrassed?

The atmosphere was frozen for a moment!

Aunt Fang secretly dried her tears and tried to ease the atmosphere. She pretended to be unhappy and said, "Mo Mo, you asked your aunt to come here, but you were late. You should be punished!"

Beiming Mo, holding back his anger, steps forward with his long legs and sits down in the middle of fanggu and GUHUAN.

He didn't care that the stone beside the fish pond would stain his clothes.

Gu Huan hurriedly turned his head and quickly dried his wet eyes. She didn't want him to see the tears flowing for him.

"I'm sorry, aunt. I'm late because of some delay on the way." His voice is still cold and light, but his exquisite eyes glance at Gu Huan from time to time.

She began to talk. In the countryside, apart from Phil, what else could he delay?

Frowning, she squinted at him. A fool could feel the chill all over him!

In particular, his eyes are very creepy!

But what is he staring at!

What is he doing?!

What right does he have to be angry with her?

"My aunt thought you were not coming. Fortunately, I have Xiao Gu with me. You see, I've caught several fish. " Fanggu shows the fish barrel to Beiming Mo like an old child.

Beiming Mo micro nodded and took the fishing rod in aunt Fang's hand: "aunt, it's late at night. Go back to have a rest earlier."Without waiting for Fang Gu's response, Gu Huan was about to get up and say, "I'm going back."

Unexpectedly, the straight waist was held by Beiming Mo's long arm, firmly clasped, and said overbearing: "you stay with me!"

"Me?" Gu Huan glared at him. "Your date is your aunt. What do you want me to do?"

"Aunt, she's old. Are you willing to let her stay up late to accompany me?" He hummed quietly, proud and charming!

Gu Huan's eyes were wide open. She really wanted to say, "she's your aunt, not my aunt. Of course I'm willing!" Can Piao an eye Fang Gu CI eyebrow good purpose face, Leng is swallow this sentence.

"Hum!" She snorted angrily, grabbed the small stones around her and threw them into the fish pond angrily!

Gudong, Gudong, startles a small fish swimming in the pool at night.

"Well, Mo Mo, don't bully Xiao Gu! Aunt, I'll go back to have a rest now. I won't disturb you two. Ha ha ha... "

Fang Gu smiles and gets up, leaning on Bei Ming Mo's shoulder. Before she leaves, she gives Gu Huan a meaningful look.

*

after fanggu left, Beiming Mo was silent.

Gu Huan was silent.

It's like the world is quiet all of a sudden.

The cool wind beside the ears, the swaying sound of rice, the gurgling water in the fish pond, nature is playing the most harmonious symphony.

Beiming Mo breathes gently and closes his eyes slightly

Whenever he heard the sound of the field pond, he felt as if it had an inexplicable healing function, which could gradually calm his manic mood.

He enjoyed the moment.

Especially in my arms, I can smell the fragrance of huan'er.

It's just that Gu Huan's ears are not so beautiful.

Nonsense.

In the middle of the night, in the bleak wilderness, who else would appreciate such a strange scenery besides the strange spirit of Beiming Er Huo?

"Beiming Mo, please loosen your hair claws, OK?" She couldn't help it.

The soft body wriggled in his arms.

I want to break free from his shackles.

At the last moment, she sympathized with him when he was a child, but at this moment, in the face of his shameless frivolity and white rascal, she could not help but be angry.

"Huan'er..." Instead of retracting his claws, he held her closer and leaned his lower lip close to her ear flap. "Tell me, is it really torture to be with me?"

"Yes

She blurted out without hesitation.

Isn't it torture that he forces her to substitute for him, to take advantage of him, to serve him like a wife?

Kui Fang Gang also said that he shouldn't be the kind of person who forces women. That's because Aunt Fang doesn't know how dark this guy is inside!

All of a sudden, his eyes were gray, emitting a turbid evil.

I don't know when the fishing rod was stuffed in the hole beside the barrel.

His free hand, impolitely into her skirt, touch her proud plump.

"Hiss Beiming ink! Don't go too far! " Her body trembled with sensitivity.

The strong desire frightened her.

Is it not enough to satisfy him in the evening?!!!

God, how long has it been?

"Huan'er, I thought you had been enjoying the time with me, but I heard you say it was torture..." He had a cool voice and obviously cared about it.

"Let go! Don't bite people like a wolf dog She strove to open his paws.

"Huan'er, you talk about torture, but your body doesn't tell me that Look how much it enjoys... " He gave a vicious smile, and his lips fell between her white neck again

She gasped: "asshole! Believe it or not? "

The fish pond under their feet is deep or shallow.

It's just spring, especially in the middle of the night, when the water is cold.

But he didn't expect that he had her thin ear petals in his mouth and said vaguely, "it sounds like a good idea. Anyway, I haven't tried what it's like to be wild in a fish pond..."

"You Well "Birds and beasts..."

"Huan'er, you know, the more primitive the village is, the more wild men can be aroused. I really want to drag you here in every corner, every inch of the land, love you again No, one time is not enough Not enough... "

“…… Go away "Dead state..."

She may never know that this village in the countryside is the most beautiful dream for the boy who has been treated.

Unfortunately, ironically, he finally gave the most precious promise to another woman.

So, he just wants to use the remaining days to love her again, again, again and again

***The penultimate day of surrogacy.

The first crow of the rooster came from the field, and it was dawn.

The morning mist gradually dispersed, the sun lazily sprinkled on the rice in the field, golden.

The workers who got up in the morning started their hard work again.

When Gu Huan wakes up, he finds himself lying in the arms of Beiming mo.

No, to put it more accurately, Beiming Mo shackled her in his arms and couldn't move.

There was no connection between them. She recalled all kinds of things last night, and could not help sighing silently, saying that it was tears

In particular, he picked her up last night and went back to the room from the fish pond. Although the night was shrouded on the way, she could not help but feel hot when she thought about his boldness.

It's a real loss.

She raised her eyes and glanced at his red and strong chest. Although the faint scar on his chest gradually faded with the years, it still couldn't fully integrate with the surrounding skin.

She could not imagine how a young child could bear the sharp knife held by her favorite mother?

Such a terrible shadow, with his years of growth, I'm afraid it will never go away.

At this moment, she understood why Beiming Mo was indifferent and distant to Cheng Cheng.

Isn't Cheng like Beiming ink?

She thought, Beiming Mo is afraid that every time I see Cheng Cheng, I will think of my young self, and then think of the knife on the tip of my heart, right?

How can we not be afraid?

She gave a low sigh. Last night, she was compassionate before she finally compromised with him. Otherwise, with her temperament, she would never allow him to do so.