"Qiyou, where have you been these past few days? Your father... is very worried about you." Jiang Yumei took a few tentative steps forward and said cautiously.
"Haha." Bo Liang's voice sounded, "Miss Jiang, did I hear you right? My father is worried about me? Why does this sound so funny?" Under the dim light, the man silently raised the corners of his lips with a hint of contempt.
Complete.
"Qiyou, don't be like this. Zhiyao is really worried about you. He couldn't call you. I asked your good friends, but they didn't know. He was very anxious." Jiang Yumei pursed her lips and came closer.
One step, eager explanation.
"What a joke, Miss Jiang Yumei, don't you think you are boring? Even if my father is worried about me, there is no need for you to tell me! In the middle of the night, why don't you accompany your husband and come to the door of my room?
What are you doing? Miss Jiang, if my father sees you, aren't you afraid that he will misunderstand you?" Guan Qiyou sneered, his sharp eyes still shining brightly in the dark, like stars in the sky.
"You... pray, please don't say that. You know, I care about you too. These days, I am as worried about you as Zhiyao. I hope you understand my thoughts and your father's thoughts better.
"Jiang Yumei frowned slightly. Listening to those words coming from Guan Qiyou's mouth, she felt really sad. She really wanted to explain to him, but...she didn't say a word.
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"Forget it, Miss Jiang, I don't take your intentions seriously. Please put it away! If you continue to take the initiative like this, I will think that this is a way for you to seduce me." After saying this, Guan Qiyou said without hesitation.
He smiled wildly, and soon his face turned cold again. He quickly turned around and opened the door to the room.
"No... pray for help..." Jiang Yumei felt a little sour in her heart. Her feet just stepped out uncontrollably. She rushed behind Guan Qiyou in a few steps and hugged her tightly from the back.
His waist.
"Please, don't do this to me, okay? You're like this... I feel very uncomfortable..." Jiang Yumei's voice was low and soft, and seemed to be full of sorrow and grievance.
Guan Qiyou's whole body froze, as if his blood had condensed. He was breathing heavily, his thick pupils slowly closed, and his big palms were clenched on both sides of his body. He was desperately holding back and suppressing.
The delicate body behind him was warm and soft, clinging tightly to his body. Every inch of his skin and every cell could feel her softness and charm. His big hands had worshiped her curves countless times.
Youzhi, the relationship between them was so sweet and close. He once thought that the relationship between him and her would never change, but...it was just a turn around, and everything became gone. He could not even imagine that this thought he had in mind
This woman actually gave him the greatest gift in his life. She actually married his father and became his young stepmother. This is really a huge joke and a huge irony.
He hates her, he hates her, and nothing she does can make him stop hating her.
However, when she hugged him tightly from behind, when that familiar feeling was overwhelming, Guan Qiyou could not make up his mind to push away from her.
He resisted the urge to turn around and hug her into his arms, feeling complicated emotions in his heart.
Suddenly, a pale and tear-stained little face popped into his mind. His heart tightened, and he pulled Jiang Yumei's hand away from her waist and pushed her away fiercely.