However, she had never regretted it as much as she did now. It was too late, she was now being suppressed by Gu Shaocheng, and she could no longer see the pure moron in her heart.
It's too late, isn't it?
And Gu Shaocheng...does he really have ulterior motives as Jian Qing said? He is Jian Qing's brother?
Looking closely at his facial features, Chenxing realized for the first time that this man really looked a bit like Jian Qing.
Her mind was suddenly confused and she couldn't figure it out.
"What are you thinking about?" Gu Shaocheng suddenly caught a glimpse of her being absent-minded all night, and couldn't help but feel angry. She was distracted in bed and showed a regretful expression. What kind of attitude was she.
Involuntarily, his movements became swift and violent.
"Ah - it hurts..."
Chenxing screamed in pain.
But Gu Shaocheng held her tightly, hooked her chin, and said viciously: "If it hurts, don't be distracted. Tell me, what were you thinking about just now?"
"No...nothing..."
"I want you to tell me!" He changed his posture and went deeper, stimulating Chenxing to the point where he almost lost his mind: "Chenxing, you know my temper. I hate people lying the most. Tell me, what were you sad about just now?"
"Really...well...really not...you, please be gentle...ah..."
"Say or not?"
"Ouch...it hurts...it hurts..."
Gu Shaocheng squinted his eyes and examined her expression closely. Unable to see her eyes, he said word by word: "Open your eyes and look at me."
"No... don't." Chenxing bit her lips and begged pitifully: "I'm ashamed... ah..."
"Open up and look at me." She couldn't help but obey. He was always the most chauvinistic in bed, and would never show mercy to someone unless he was in a particularly good mood.
"Shaocheng... Shaocheng... be gentle, please, please..."
"Shaocheng...please, please..."
It wasn't until Chenxing opened his eyes and called his name over and over again that his movements slowed down a little.
"I won't be distracted in bed anymore, please!" He carried her to the bathroom, turned her over, and then entered her from behind.
It wasn't until Chenxing fainted in his arms that he spared her.
The two took a bath. Gu Shaocheng lay in the warm water and carefully cleaned the woman in his arms. He picked up his cell phone and dialed Yan Fengchi: "Xiao Si
, help me check, who Chenxing met when he went out this afternoon, what he ate, what he said, everything is detailed, I want to know everything."
When she woke up early the next morning, Gu Shaocheng had already gotten up.
Chenxing rolled up his quilt and lay on the bed for a while.
What lingered in my mind were still Xia Jianqing's words yesterday. Chenxing tried his best to resist the urge to cry in bed, and kept chanting at the corner of his mouth: Jianqing, Jianqing...
The boy who first fell in love in middle school, the most innocent secret love, now that I think about it, it feels so far away.
Yesterday, she finally ran away. Before she could refuse, she already felt so heavy that she couldn't face Jing Qing's hot eyes.
Those sweet and sour secret loves, it turned out that there was someone accompanying her to experience them together, but she had no idea.
Thinking about it, Chenxing was a little excited, but she frowned and felt that there was a feeling that seemed far away from her, like a hanging garden, elusive and out of reach.