At that moment, he was thinking that as long as Luo Xi could come over and say sorry to him or forgive me, he would immediately put aside the past grudges and get back on good terms with her.
But Luo Xi is not Chenxing, and he is not Gu Shaocheng, so he is not that charming.
This is an unsolvable game of chess.
He has a lot of face, and she has a lot of face. They will either die without a cure or die to the end.
Yan Fengchi thought about it and plucked his hair irritably.
After thinking about it, he might not be upset if he didn't see him, so he stood up and walked away in a big step.
A man is driving a car at a high speed, but he doesn't know where he can go.
The cars running around finally returned to the army and went straight into the shooting room.
He put on his headphones, stayed alone in the shooting room, and kept tapping the trigger. A man with good marksmanship, his gun hit the target, but such results did not inspire confidence in him at all.
My heart cannot calm down.
Knowing that Huahua and Luo Xi are absolutely impossible!
But that image just wouldn't appear in my mind, and I couldn't get rid of it or get rid of it.
Throwing away the gun, taking off the headphones, he kicked the barrier next to him hard and strode out. A car, coming from nowhere, went back to where it came from, and parked in the parking lot of the nightclub again.
But it was too late in the end, and the party had already ended.
Gu Shaocheng gave an order and asked Huahua to take the drunken woman to the palace community, and he leisurely drove Chenxing home.
In the car, Chenxing curled up lazily on the passenger seat, the lust on his face still not fading.
Looking longingly at the male god next to him, his clear voice came out with a little temptation: "Shaocheng, why do I feel more tired every time I dance with you than...well, making love?"
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Gu Shaocheng's eyes fluctuated slightly, he looked at the woman who was getting sleepy, thought for a while, and smiled: "Chenxing, don't you know that when two men and women in love are together, no matter what they do, they are actually doing it, and the other side of love is
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"Yeah?"
"Isn't it?" He curled his lips: "Because whatever you do, you are making love, don't you think so?"
Maybe, she smiled innocently and nodded, so innocent that she believed whatever he said.
Then he tilted his head, leaned against the seat, and fell into a deep sleep.
In the dream, the man took her out of the car, carried her back to the room, carried her to the couch, and seemed to give her a Gu Shaocheng-style passionate kiss. In the end, she completely fell into a deep sleep.
Gu Shaocheng walked into the bathroom. He didn't like the residual smell of various perfumes all over his body, so he turned on the shower. After taking a shower, a dry man returned to the living room and made himself a cup of tea.
He walked to the disinfection cabinet and reached out to get the cup. However, he felt that his right leg was weak. He subconsciously wanted to grab the cabinet shelf. The half-man-high cabinet fell on one side, and countless glasses fell to the ground, along with them.
The cabinet shelves all fell on him.
There was a loud bang, followed by the sound of crashing glass.
In the quiet night, the sound was so loud that the servants downstairs were so startled that they woke up and ran out.
When the servant saw Gu Shaocheng who was pressed under the cabinet shelf, he was shocked and ran over quickly, "Sir, how are you?"
Gu Shaocheng struggled to get up, but found that he could not exert any strength at all. The entire right half of his body felt like it was not his own body. He opened his eyes wide in horror and helplessly waited for the servant to lift the cabinet shelf. His heart sank for a moment.