There is no way, who told their little wife to be too delicious?
Picking up her little hand and kissing the back of her hand, he carefully turned off the light, lay beside her, and held her in his arms.
"Honey, I'm so happy today."
Now, she is his, and from now on, he can eat as much as he wants.
Sure enough, the two of them are still the happiest in the world. Not only can they open up a variety of postures, but she also gradually begins to let go.
Thinking about his happy life in the future, Gu Chi felt very satisfied.
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Suburban farm.
When Luo Jun's car returned to the farm, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
"Thank you." Luo Jun raised his palm to Han Qing and reminded in a low voice, "Don't get out of the car. Go back and drive slowly."
Han Qing nodded to him through the car window, "I'm fine. You go up first. If you need anything, call me anytime."
The car turned around and left, and Luo Jun walked up the steps. When the bodyguard guarding the door saw him, he was busy saluting respectfully, "Young Master, do you need to prepare a midnight snack for you?"
"No need." Luo Jun shook his head gently, "Is everyone asleep?"
"Yes, young master." The bodyguard responded.
Luo Jun nodded lightly, walked quietly into the living room and went upstairs.
Arriving at his bedroom on the third floor, he carefully held the door handle and gently pushed the door open.
Inside the door, there was a small warm lamp. In the light, Chu Xiaochen was lying quietly on the pillow.
Seeing her face, the gloom in Luo Jun's heart suddenly disappeared a little. He walked over quietly and carefully dimmed the lights.
On the pillow, Chu Xiaochen immediately opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was him, "Are you back?"
Sitting sideways next to her, he raised his hand and pulled her up to hold the quilt, "Did I wake you up?"
"No, I haven't fallen asleep." She stood up and was about to get up. He immediately stretched out his palm and gently pressed her shoulders. "Are you thirsty? I'll get you some water."
Chu Xiaochen shook his head gently, stretched out his hand from under the quilt, held his arm, "Is everything taken care of?"
"Well..." Luo Jun responded casually, reached out and took off his coat, "It's okay, go to sleep."
Noticing that he had changed his coat, Chu Xiaochen asked casually, "Where are your clothes?"
Luo Jun hung his coat on the hanger, "Oh, it's dirty. I took a shower at the company and changed into another set."
Chu Xiaochen didn't pay too much attention, and just moved sideways to make more room for him.
Luo Jun walked into the cloakroom and changed out of his clothes. He noticed the band-aid stuck to his forehead in the mirror. He raised his palm to carefully tear off the band-aid and looked in the mirror.
The forehead was punctured by broken glass when it exploded, and it has become scabbed, but you can still see it if you look closely.
He sighed softly, stuffed the band-aid into his coat pocket, walked out in home clothes, walked to the side of the bed, and immediately turned off the small light.
The room immediately became dark, and knowing that she couldn't see his injury now, he got into bed and slept next to her.
Chu Xiaochen leaned towards him naturally, and Luo Jun stretched out his arm to hug her shoulders.
"Li Jing just called and said that the afternoon flight has been changed to the morning and I have to leave early."
In his arms, Chu Xiaochen apologized.
Of course he knew it without her having to say it, because that was what he meant.
It is impossible for the media to stop something as big as a fire. She is the person in charge of this project, so everyone will naturally hold her accountable.
