Chapter 15: If you want to steal a man, who do you think I am, Gu Shaocheng?
By the time Chenxing reacted, she had already been stuffed into the car, and the person who got into the car next was Gu Shaocheng with a gloomy look on his face.
"You want to move away from my place?" This was the only sentence he heard when he opened the door, and it was this sentence that heightened his already unhappy mood to the highest point.
Chenxing was so confused that he had no eyesight. After thinking about it, he actually nodded.
"Well, it's not good for me to live and eat at your place for free. My classmate said that she has a vacant house that she can lend to me for the time being." The sharp drop in cold air around her made her voice grow smaller and smaller.
She looked at him carefully, her heart trembling.[
When the man pursed his lips and said nothing, he was particularly frightening, and she felt a little unable to resist.
However, "My classmate said, I am being taken care of by you? I... I don't want to be taken care of."
Her words were just an uncertain test. She wanted to know what he meant and what made him treat her so well. Who wouldn't feel uneasy if a pie suddenly fell from the sky?
When Gu Shaocheng heard her words, he felt funny in his heart.
"How do you understand our relationship? Guarantee? It sounds really good." Gu Shaocheng spoke in a strange way, "What does the boy who is talking to you have to do with you?"
I didn’t miss that sentence, and naturally I didn’t miss the ambiguous atmosphere between the boy and Chen Xing.
Well, Gu Shaocheng admitted that a large part of the uncontrollable anger in his heart came from the ambiguous aura that hit his face. Men are naturally sensitive and alert to love rivals.
He had never seen Chen Xing look at him the way he looked at him. The more he thought about it, the less he felt. Especially at this moment when the girl was still looking at him with vigilant and horrified eyes, he felt even more disgusted.
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"He?... We were classmates." Chenxing was at a loss, not knowing how to bring up a good topic with Jian Qing.
"you like him?"
"Uh, no." Chenxing whispered in shock and retorted loudly, but there were dazzling blushes on his face, which made Gu Shaocheng's eyes hurt.
This lie was such that even she didn't believe it, let alone Gu Shaocheng, who had always had a sharp eye. He felt that he needed a glass of wine and an independent space to suppress this taste, otherwise he suspected that he would not be able to control himself and go back to the box to explode.
Take the head of the boy who stole his woman's heart.
Lifting his lips, he chuckled seductively: "You want to move out just because you plan to sleep with him? You have become my man, but you want to go out and steal a man. Ye Chenxing, who do you think I am, Gu Shaocheng?"
"I, when did I become yours?" Chenxing bit his lip, feeling that he had to make it clear.
"You think not? Then what do you think counts as mine? Only skin-to-skin contact? If that's the case, I don't mind satisfying you now!"
He tugged on his tie, and his whole expression, illuminated by the car lights, showed no trace of softness. His eyes were deep, burning with a thick fire, and that strong sense of oppression, wave after wave of Chaochenxing pavement.
And go.
Chenxing took a deep breath, and the horror in her heart suddenly soared. Facing Gu Shaocheng in sub-zero temperatures, her instinctive action was just to escape.
She turned around and was about to open the car door, but he grabbed him into his arms, and then his whole body weight came down. Chenxing immediately panicked and used his hands and feet to resist, but he tore open the two chest pieces with one hand.