Chapter 75

Si Xingpei was furious when he saw Gu Qingzhou coming back in Si Mu's car.

Gu Qingzhou explained the cause and effect.

She didn't hook up with simu. Today is just a coincidence, and she doesn't want to take simu's car.

However, at the invitation of the adjutant, Si Mu opened the door himself. If Gu Qingzhou didn't go up, Si Mu would be embarrassed.

Since she wants to use the identity of Si Mu's fiancee as a backer, she can't be too unscrupulous.

She is not a secretary.

Gu Qingzhou is conceited. She has a little conscience.

In the face of Si Xingyu's anger, Gu Qingzhou also explained clearly.

"Really?" Si Xingyu looked at her face quietly.

"Of course." Gu Qingzhou is doing well.

Si xingxuan had a faint smile. He kissed Gu Qingzhou with swollen lips and tore open her clothes, almost invading her.

His cat explained carefully that he respected him, and the secretary should also give her some sweets, so as not to really arouse the cat's rebellion.

He got up from Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou hurriedly pulled up his cheongsam.

All the silver buttons fell off. As soon as she pulled them, she rolled from the bed to the floor, making a crisp sound, like the sound of Koi jumping into the water.

Gu Qingzhou's snow-white shell teeth bit his full lower lip and wrapped his cheongsam carelessly. He was wronged and angry.

Si Xingpei sat beside her.

He took her by the wrist.

"For what?" Gu Qingzhou screamed and tried to pull back his hand.

Si Xingpei took her hand and gently brushed his cheek. After sliding over, he said, "I just lost my temper. You really should hit me if you want to hit me. Now you've hit me!"

Gu Qingzhou: "

He kissed her on the eyebrows again, said "good boat", got up and found a white shirt in her suit and gave it to her: "wear mine first, and I'll ask someone to mend your cheongsam."

His shirt is exquisite and has the fragrance of sunshine. The buttons are obsidian, with a treacherous and elegant light.

Nine times out of ten, Gu Qingzhou's cheongsam button broke and had to take over his shirt.

"Go out and I'll change my clothes." Gu Qingzhou still clung to the collar of his clothes.

Si Xingyu laughed: "haven't I seen it? Where have you seen it?"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly tightened his stomach slightly: he really hasn't seen some places of her.

She was too delicate to show him.

"Bastard!" Gu Qingzhou scolded.

When she jumped up and scolded him for being a jerk, there was a cute cat with fried hair, which Si Xingyu liked very much.

He's out.

Gu Qingzhou put on his shirt.

He is tall and his shirt is big enough to cover Gu Qingzhou's ass. Her delicate body was hidden in an empty shirt, and her throat was dry.

He took her cheongsam, went downstairs to make a phone call, went upstairs again, pressed her on the bed and kissed her hard.

There was still a sound outside the closed door.

Gu Qingzhou has been crying: "don't do this!"

She hates Si Xingyu, his nausea and perversion. He is Gu Qingzhou's biggest enemy.

Tired of crying, Gu Qingzhou fell asleep on Si Xingpeng's bed again.

There were still tears on her face.

Gu Qingzhou has long thick black hair, which is soft, cool and smooth. It sets off her snowy skin with extraordinary brilliance, like pearls.

She closed her eyes gently, and her slender and thick eyelashes fell a shadow like a small fan.

Si Xingyu's hand gently rubbed her face.

He stays in the camp all year round and has no aunt and wife around him. He returns to the city every two months. He has to find a woman to relieve his blood.

Of course, sometimes it's just fun.

Si Xingyu is not a dandy. He just picks flowers, but doesn't miss the flowers. He has never slept with any woman.

A woman's hands and mouth, in fact, can't bring much happiness to a man. It's just to solve the basic problems, just like a meal without vegetables to fill the stomach.

Let alone Gu Qingzhou, an inexperienced girl, is the number one in the hall. She has learned the Kung Fu of serving men with one hand and has no ability to make men really happy with her hands and mouth.

Si Xingyu is now very satisfied.

Gu Qingzhou was so astringent that he didn't dislike it, which he had never imagined before.

He is willing to be teased by her soft hand. Even a kiss beside her can ignite his passion.

Every time he thought of her, he would add "my boat".

There is nothing important in his life except his grandmother.

No one is his, and he's not anyone's.

Now, Gu Qingzhou is his.

His cat, his little woman.

He hugged Gu's boat. And his little woman seemed very wronged. She frowned in her dream. After entering his arms, she leaned against his chest to absorb dependence and warmth.

Si Xingyu is not sleepy. He hasn't slept.

Gu Qingzhou slept for half an hour and woke up.

She slowly opened her eyes, subconsciously saw the man's strong chest, and she jumped up suddenly.

Like a cat!

The Secretary laughs.

There was the sound of a car downstairs. The adjutant sent a lot of cheongsam, which was made to take care of the light boat. There were 12 sets in total.

Si Xingpei took it upstairs.

He squeezed out a large space in his wardrobe and hung her cheongsam.

The colorful cheongsam, the material of cloth and the embroidery and workmanship of clothes are very different, like fragrant goblins.

There was no fat or powder in the room of the secretary. In his huge wardrobe, half is his military uniform and half is his suit.

He doesn't think it's suitable for women.

He lived for twenty-five years, and his life was full of military barracks and the bravery of men.

He lived wantonly and rough, and took care of the vulgarity in the mouth of the boat.

Now, half an inch of his wardrobe is full of cheongsam. Si Xingpei didn't dare to think about it before. He feels neither fish nor fowl. But he really hung it up. He thought it was very good. Softness wrapped his perseverance, and the integration of yin and Yang was perfect.

He looked at the cupboard full of her clothes, and his heart was warm and tired.

"Which one do you like?" The secretary let Gu Qingzhou pick it.

"Where's my own?" Gu Qingzhou frowned and asked,

Gu Qingzhou's dress has been sewn up and packed in a pile of fancy clothes. It's the most simple.

Si Xingpei picked it out and found that it was made of fine kudzu cloth, which was a little coarse and not as soft as silk, satin and foreign cloth. He despised it and said, "your family abused you and gave you this kind of clothes?"

Gu Qingzhou grabbed it: "we are a small family with a cloth skirt and a Jing hairpin. Young Marshal Si laughed!"

She doesn't look at him very much.

Gu Qingzhou's eyelashes are very long. When she lowers her eyes, no one knows her mind.

She wanted to change her clothes and let the secretary go out: "go!"

Rao was Si Xingpei who helped her take a bath and kissed her all over. She still kept her dignity and shame. Si Xingpei didn't hate her.

He likes her affectation.

Si Xingpei doesn't like the affectation of women. He just likes the affectation of Gu Qingzhou.

Maybe he likes the cat and thinks she's good anyway.

Her shortcomings have become her little loveliness.

The Secretary retired.

There are two oil paintings hanging in the long corridor of the museum, which were selected by the adjutant. Si Xingpei doesn't know what they are. The thick cashmere carpet is soft and can't make any sound.

The window on the west side of the corridor was half open, and the curtains swayed in the wind.

Si Xingyu lit a cigar.

The mist ran slowly, and his eyes were deep and restrained, thinking silently.

When Gu Qingzhou changed his clothes and came out, he saw his tall and mighty back.

Si Xingyu has a pair of excellent leather bags, wide shoulders, long legs and elegant demeanor. He is a natural superior; And his face is extremely handsome. His facial features are carefully carved, and every inch is just right.

After smoking his cigar, he went to Gu Qingzhou.

Two people went downstairs to eat, but it was still the secretary who cooked.