Gu Yanchen knew that while she was pretending to be asleep, her tears had actually soaked his shoulders. He sighed...
I can only accompany her here...
Although he doesn't quite understand it, he vaguely knows that his fate is not good, not that of being rich and powerful, but that of being poor and evil...
The God of Wealth looks down upon him.
It's the last act of dignity. It doesn't matter what she wants, whether you want to get married or not, just listen to her.
She despises him now, also...
That’s fine…
He was destined to be stepped into the mud and climbed out of the filthiest mud. He was not worthy of having a perfect treasure like Fu Youzhi.
The battle between him and Gu Yicheng has also become intense. Both of them are madmen and will fight to the death. It would be a wise move to leave her now.
If he can win the fight against Gu Yicheng, does it mean that his fate is not that bad after all?
Gu Yanchen placed her on the soft big bed, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and wrapped her in the quilt.
I looked at her quietly for a long time. I wanted to give her a good night kiss as usual, but I was afraid that my life would really have any impact on the little God of Wealth...
He shook his head, rubbed his stiff cheeks, biting a cigarette sideways in his mouth, and carelessly pushed his bangs to the top of his head with his long fingers, turned around, and prepared to leave with quick strides.
"Husband..." Fu Youzhi didn't open his eyes, and his body remained motionless, but his voice was crying. Her little feet came out from the quilt and hooked his knees.
On the crisp dark suit trousers, a snow-white lotus foot hooked his knee, very hard, and the toes that had been trained to be extremely flexible for many years were trying hard to retain it.
Gu Yanchen bent down, took her ankle, and stuffed it into the quilt. His calloused fingertips traced her tender lotus feet, and Fu Youzhi's body wrapped in the quilt trembled.
"Good boy, it's already very late, go to bed early..."
Gu Yanchen pinched her thin wrist bones and decisively withdrew his hand, intending to leave. If he didn't leave, he might really be unable to restrain himself.
"husband!"
Fu Youzhi immediately turned over and held his big hand with her small hands. Her eyes were still closed. She was hiding her ears and deceiving herself. With her eyes closed, she couldn't see him or his fate.
"I am drunk……"
She cheated.
She acts up.
She pretended to be drunk.
She called him a pauper.
She dumped people and coaxed them.
She personally shattered the three-life stone that even Tiandao regretted.
She closed her eyes and called him husband.
She held back her tears and shouted: "How could the God of Wealth fall in love with a poor man!?"
she,
Fall in love.
she,
No matter what he does, he still looks so cute in his eyes.
"Zhizhi, you are not drunk, please have a good rest."
Gu Yanchen's eyes were deep, his voice was trembling slightly, and his finger bones were blue and white. He was almost speaking with years of restraint.
Fu Youzhi doesn't know what she is doing? What does she want to do? In short...
She can't live without him!
Tonight is her wedding night, her real wedding night. She has already been kissed all over anyway, so if she does it again tonight, it will be nothing!
She was a God of Wealth, and could see everything clearly with her eyes closed. She ran out of bed, took out a bottle of wine from his wine cabinet that she didn't even know the strength of, raised her neck, and drank half of the bottle.
How did Gu Yanchen know that she could be so flexible with her eyes closed? When she came to her senses, her face was already red, and the wine bottle in her hand hit the ground with a "snap".
"Old...father...hehe, hehe;-)..." It's over, and the silly fun has already begun.
The light brown eyes were finally no longer obscured, and opened slightly, thick and full of water, exuding shimmering water-colored waves, sparkling and charming, and particularly lustful.
She took a step towards him and fell into his arms as she wished.
She knew that he would hold her tightly if he was afraid that she would prick her foot.
Her petite body was rubbed into his arms, and the clear breath completely surrounded her. She didn't know why she was so obsessed with this smell before, but now she understands...
This is her poppy.
It's her poison.
Really,
It's dangerous, but I can't stop...
Fu Youzhi kissed his trembling and cold lips, hugging his body tightly like an octopus.
She could vaguely feel that he was still struggling. She straightened her waist, and the suspenders of her red dress fell off. On her snow-white porcelain skin, the cinnabar mole on her chest was as red as blood.
She knew he liked it here the most.
He can't stand it...
Fu Youzhi was surrounded by overwhelming kisses, and she finally learned how to do it by herself. She entangled his neck and bit his obedient, red and swollen mole.
Her skin was whiter than snow, but under the stimulation of alcohol, she was actually covered in lust. Her thin and tender skin was really alluring...
The big bed was filled with beautiful spring light. He had been waiting for this for a long time, he had been looking forward to this for a long time, and finally...
"Zhizhi, will you regret it?"
He also wanted to lose his mind and drown in this lust, but he was really afraid of causing any harm to her...
Fu Youzhi had lost all consciousness for a long time, and her chaotic breathing was like a rabbit that was about to die of suffocation. What answered him were lips numb from drunkenness, and a pair of hot little hands...
…
a long time……
Fu Youzhi's skin and bones, which had long been torn apart, trembled. Her neck leaned back deeply, her slender swan neck tightened, and she was completely lost. Her crystal face rolled down.
Two tears of rice beads...
I probably didn't get much rest this night.
Fu Youzhi had long been fragmented. When she woke up in the morning, she couldn't open her eyes and her body was limp, as if the wheels of a high-speed train were rolling back and forth on her body countless times.
All the bones in the body are rotten.
"Thirsty..." Fu Youzhi herself was shocked. It was so hoarse that she could hardly hear it clearly.
Gu Yanchen took a cup of honey water and handed it to her lips.
Fu Youzhi took a big sip and then lay back on the big bed. She was so lazy and tired that she didn't even want to move her eyes.
Gu Yanchen thought she would lose her temper, but unexpectedly she turned out to be extremely well-behaved.
"Zhizhi, I..." Gu Yanchen was already prepared to face the storm, and Zhizhi could deal with him in any way he wanted.
"I'm so exhausted. Stop talking. The noise makes me have a headache..." Fu Youzhi said weakly. Fortunately, she was still fresh. Otherwise, she would have been really pissed off. How could there be such a stupid person with such a stupid mind?
"Do you need me to ask for leave for you? Shut up, get on the bed, hug me and continue to sleep!"
Gu Yanchen is granted amnesty!
She wasn't angry, nor was she obsessed with fate, but...
Want him too!
Gu Yanchen hugged her tightly, kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her lips with wounds...
"Hiss...it hurts..."
Fu Youzhi didn't even have the strength to hit him, she closed her eyes and hummed softly,
"If I had known I was so tired, I would have eaten two legs of lamb at the wedding banquet..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell asleep.
Seeing her contented sleeping face, Gu Yanchen also fell asleep sweetly.
In the afternoon, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Youzhi got up and sat in front of him, looking at him with stern eyes, as if she was about to eat him alive after a night of wandering... His eyes were filled with tremors.
"A poor guy...is not useless..."
Fu Youzhi stroked his chin meaningfully, pulled him up, and the two of them came to the stock exchange.