Ling Jiajia couldn't stand it after a few rounds and begged for mercy in a trembling voice.
Gu Weiran still had anger in his heart, why would he let her go easily? He hasn't touched her for a long time, and now he is so unwilling to let go if he gets involved.
He had no resistance to her, and he was willing to do anything as long as she appeared around him.
"Call my name??????"
"Wei???Weiran, um, be gentle."
"Say you love me."
Ling Jiajia was still a little rational when she wanted to live and die. When she heard this, she was silent and refused to speak out again.
Gu Weiran felt desolate in her heart. Wouldn't he be willing to coax him in the bed?
He stopped, pulled out, got out of bed and walked to the bathroom with his unvented desire.
Ling Jiajia was stunned and came back to her senses from desire. When she heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, she sat up with the quilt in her arms, her long hair had spread, half covering her smooth back.
She bit her lip. This was the first time Gu Weiran left her like this in bed. Was she angry again?
Why?
Just because I didn't say what she liked to hear in bed?
Ling Jiajia had a headache, and the feeling of a hangover was really uncomfortable.
She remembered something, looked for her bags all over the bed, took out her cell phone, and called Liunian.
The phone rang there for a long time before Ji Liunian answered it.
"The passing years? How was yesterday?"
Ji Liunian probably hadn't woken up yet, and his voice was very lazy: "It's okay."
Ling Jiajia felt relieved when she heard her voice, hung up the phone casually, holding the quilt in a daze.
Have you gone to bed with him again, or did you deliver it to your door by yourself?
It was such a headache. She originally thought that she would think about it carefully during this period. What happened to Gu Weiran might have been like? She might have rolled onto the bed again. They were so lustful.
Gu Weiran was soaked in cold water in the bathroom, and after a while, he extinguished his desire.
When he walked out of the bathroom, he casually wrapped a bath towel, revealing his perfect figure, and was wiping his hair with a towel. Because it was not dried, water droplets slowly flowed down the rising and falling muscles, which was extremely sexy.
Ling Jiajia covered her eyes and cursed secretly: Slutty!
Gu Weiran opened the cabinet and took out his shirt, and put it on after a few strokes.
"Go to wash, I'll make breakfast."
Is this a Cold War?
Such a concise tone does not match what is said.
Ling Jiajia shook her head and walked into the bathroom. After washing it quickly, she remembered a question: She has no clothes to wear!!
Yesterday's clothes were already slept like pickled vegetables and could not be worn at all.
When she came out with a bath towel after washing, she found a clean set of clothes on the bed, even underwear and panties.
Moreover, the codes are all hers, which fits very well.
How did Gu Weiran know the code of her underwear? She didn't seem to have told him before, or was he the kind of man who could tell how old he was with a glance?
Thinking of this, Ling Jiajia felt chills for a moment, quickly put on her clothes and walked out of the room.
The breakfast was already on the table, very Western style, roasted browned and crispy toast, a cup of milk and a cup of juice, a few slices of bacon, and eggs fried into love.
Wait? Love eggs?
It was actually made by Gu Weiran?
Gu Weiran brought out the last coffee and saw Ling Jiajia looking at him with a strange look.
He raised his eyebrows, what?
Ling Jiajia uses one, big brother, you are a gangster boss, can you make love fried eggs?