Ling Jiajia was thrown on a large erotic water bed, swaying, and it was extremely ambiguous.
Gu Weiran had already moved forward and started kissing her again. Ling Jiajia was quite sober along the way. She put her hands on Gu Weiran's shoulders and pushed back with her palms slightly, in a gesture of resistance.
Gu Weiran felt it and had no choice but to separate the stuck lips, with a look of dissatisfaction and helplessness: "What?"
"I don't want to see you." Ling Jiajia's eyes were very provocative.
Gu Weiran didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment, this stingy woman!
He said something like that that day, but she didn't say it until now. She chose this moment to have an attack. She obviously didn't want him to feel better.
But Gu Weiran is Gu Weiran, and ordinary people can't control it.
"I don't want to see you, then do you want to see me?"
Ling Jiajia sneered, her disdain written all over her face.
"Then why did you spread rumors today?"
"That's because..."
I thought you were here to trouble me again...
But this time, it was obvious that Gu Weiran had done nothing, and she was the one who took the initiative to provoke him.
Realizing this, Ling Jiajia's originally confident expression wavered.
Gu Weiran continued: "Because I didn't come to the Maldives for you, and you were angry, so you went to spread rumors and slander me."
"No!" Ling Jiajia's hair exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Gu Weiran was actually just guessing in his heart, and he was not confident that she was playing a prank because of this, but looking at her expression now, it seemed that he had guessed it right!!
This thought made Gu Weiran's heart go away from the sadness of the past few days.
Only she can affect his emotions just because of a word, an expression, or an action, making him unlike himself.
As a proud man like him, what he hates most is the feeling of being unable to control himself, but with her, he is happy with it.
I give myself to you and let you influence my mood and control my mood. So, can you like me a little bit?
Ling Jiajia found that Gu Weiran's eyes had become softer, even a little sad, and the corners of his mouth still had that devilish smile, but Ling Jiajia still felt sad.
This was not the first time she had felt such soft emotions in this strong man.
But she didn't dare to ask, nor did she dare to touch.
It's like Pandora's box. Once you open it, you don't know whether it's good or bad.
"I don't want to see you, stop being sentimental!" Ling Jiajia realized that she was actually lost in thought for this man, so she pushed Gu Weiran away as if to cover up, stood up from the swaying water bed, and walked to the bathroom.
Gu Weiran's expectant eyes dimmed where Ling Jiajia couldn't see.
He wiped his face vigorously and told himself, don't worry, there is still time.
After taking a shower, it was natural to prove in bed whether Gu Weiran's delivery was really not possible.
Facts have proved that you really shouldn't touch a man easily, because they will really care about whether it works or not. In the middle of the night, Ling Jiajia screamed so hard that she almost lost her voice, and Gu Weiran still held her, with a tone of voice Qianye said slowly and calmly: "You said I'm not good enough. If I don't satisfy you, you'll have to show off everywhere even if you don't go back to H City. I don't want that kind of scandal either."
Ling Jiajia felt extremely regretful. Why did she provoke him for nothing? She was just asking for trouble. Now the retribution has come.