1954. Chapter 1954 The Ending: Chenxing VS Shaocheng 2
Gu Shaocheng went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he turned around, he found that his wife was still so tempting to him even when she was asleep. He couldn't help but lay back under the quilt and took the woman who was breathing calmly into his arms.
What should I do? I’m still obsessed with it!
When facing my wife, I feel like going into heat all the time and I can't control myself at all.
Don’t others say that you will get tired of looking at a woman for too long? What else is there about the seven-year itch?
Gu Shaocheng lowered his head and copied the outline of her face with great interest. His fingers entwined her long hair, winding it around his fingertips. He thought to himself, not to mention seven years, even seven seven years, he wouldn't do it.
You may feel tired of her.
That feeling has long since turned from love to family affection, and has been integrated into my heart.
You don’t have enough taste in this life, right?
With a warm smile on his lips, Gu Shaocheng hugged his wife and fell asleep peacefully.
Early the next morning, when Chenxing woke up, she felt like she was falling apart. She looked at her mouth and opened her eyes. Gu Shaocheng looked at her with slightly curved lips: "Are you awake, Mrs. Gu?"
Chenxing closed her eyes again, and leaned into his arms charmingly. She found a more comfortable sleeping position, continued to lie in bed for half an hour, and then pecked his chest. "Good morning.
,husband."
Gu Shaocheng returned the passionate good morning kiss and rubbed her face: "It's still early. What time is it now?"
"I should say good morning when I wake up. Do I have to say good afternoon to you?" Chenxing looked for a poor excuse and hugged him still refusing to get up. She really wanted to stay in bed for another half of the time.
Hours.
Suddenly, I smelled a faint floral fragrance.
Chenxing sniffed it like a dog, "What does it smell like? It smells so good."
Gu Shaocheng pinched it with his fingertips, and a tender pink rose appeared in the palm of his hand like a magic trick. Gu Shaocheng chuckled: "Give it to you."
"Send me flowers so early in the morning?" Chenxing's eyes were as bright as lanterns: "If you have nothing to do to show your love, you will either commit adultery or steal."
Gu Shaocheng smiled and hit her on the head: "Do you want it?"
"Of course, even though there is only one flower," Chenxing held it in his hand like a treasure. Suddenly something occurred to him and he asked anxiously: "You didn't pick it in the yard when you were jogging early in the morning, right?"
"Um?"
"You're a flower-picking thief!" Chenxing made a stranglehold. "Did you know that you actually picked the two roses in the yard that you planted yourself during the period?"
Gu Shaocheng: "..."
He casually held her face and pecked her hard: "I am a flower-picking thief, how else could I get you?"
Humming, Chenxing kicked his calf with her little feet, opened the quilt and looked for slippers, but her eyes were instantly blinded. The entire white lower head was covered with red petals, layered on top of each other, scattered randomly.
Chenxing turned around in surprise and asked with his eyes. Gu Shaocheng supported his head with one arm, looked at her with a sideways smile, and responded to her previous accusation about the flower-picking thief with his eyes.
Chenxing swallowed hard. The way the man looked at her sideways was so sexy and intoxicating. There was a scratch mark on his exposed chest, hinting at the fierce battle last night. Chenxing forced himself not to continue to be a nymphomaniac.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had to get up today to provoke his ****. I quickly put on my shoes and went into the locker room. After a while, I held a flower petal in my hand and looked at the man who was still on the bed in surprise: "Is there one in the locker room too?
"
Gu Shaocheng whistled and raised his finger at her.