Looking at him helplessly, the entire shoulders and half of the body were instantly soaked with red wine, and the wet silk shirt collapsed on the body.
The undulating muscles with perfect lines were instantly revealed, and the black shirt became more mysterious and arousing people's imagination.
Fu Youzhi squinted her eyes, picked up a piece of ice cream melon from the dining table, and slowly tasted it in her mouth.
"Second uncle," Jiang Sui asked again when she saw that he ignored her.
"I'll take you to the second floor to change into clothes."
"No."
Gu Yanchen's answer was distant and indifferent, even a little irritated and disgusted.
The hand with clear joints slowly untied the cuffs on his wrists. He untied the priceless blue diamond cuffs, revealing the muscle lines and...
On the forearm, on the pale skin that has not seen the sun all year round, among the large vines, there are a few gardenias that are either in full bloom or in bud!
He looks so cool and dignified, but there is a large gardenia hidden under a black shirt...
Fu Youzhi was stunned.
The guests at the table were also stunned...
The lines on his arms are indeed excellent, and the large gardenias are indeed beautiful, but...
The way he unbuttoned his clothes...
Moving towards the muscle lines of the wet shirt...
Why is it so familiar?
Like...
Fu Youzhi suddenly felt cold sweat all over her body, and her photographic memories instantly overlapped!
I want to be rich!
Hands, too!
"What the hell!" He had no idea what Fu Youzhi was looking at, but Mr. Jiang got angry first. He wished he could just hand him over and yelled at him angrily,
"Are you really being wild outside? Your parents don't even remember the body, hair, and skin of your ancestors?"
"Forget it if he dyes his hair pink, it's like his grandma dares to get tattoos on her body!"
"You stinky boy, Lao Gu is no longer here, let's see how I deal with you!"
Mr. Jiang's words completely woke up the shocked people at the dinner table.
Is the person in front of them really the cold second son of the Gu family in their memories?
If he had a cold and aloof personality when he was a child, he was still unstable, but after he came back, he had already dealt with many people in business, and he...
He is clearly an even colder, more hateful, and unscrupulous person than before.
Now I look like a young boy who just fell in love...
"Old guy, do you need to mind your own business?" Gu Yanchen smiled casually, his eyes swept over Fu Youzhi intentionally or unintentionally, his voice was low and mellow, with warmth,
"Coax my little bride..."
"Cough cough cough."
Fu Youzhi, who was still comparing the two of them in his mind, was suddenly called upon and choked on a mouthful of tender watery melon. The more he tried to stop, the more he couldn't stop coughing, which attracted the attention of many people.
"Who is that coughing?"
"Fu Youzhi, don't you watch variety shows? It's so popular!"
"Which one? Which one?"
The insider secretly pointed at the shy gardenia in bud on Gu Yanchen's arm, and then there were several clear laughters.
Mr. Jiang looked at the young couple looking at each other across the table. Although it was a pity that his child could neither marry Fu Youzhi nor fall in love with Gu Yanchen, he was really happy for the two of them and took a glass of red wine.
, drank slowly.
"Ahem,"
Fu Youzhi finally stopped coughing. She blushed and glanced at Gu Yanchen and... who had been staring at her with burning eyes.
Melon eaters all over the world, a red mist floated on their cheeks, and they said with extreme shyness,
"Well, uncle, let's go change some clothes..."
Gu Yanchen looked at Jiang Sui, who was still standing next to him. They knew each other when they were children. At that time, children with big farts were naturally nothing, but now...
It is essential to be on guard against others. If she is harboring something bad and eventually misunderstands Fu Youzhi, the gain will outweigh the loss.
Gu Yanchen shook his head indifferently and continued to hold the wine glass slowly.
Because he was wet, the muscle lines on his body moved with every movement, shining with a wet sheen under the antique lamp.
Fu Youzhi couldn't help but be stunned. Some angles really looked like "I want to be rich!"
That person really didn't appear again since he disappeared last time. The quieter it became, Fu Youzhi felt that the person was peeking out from behind, waiting to kill her.
Fu Youzhi narrowed her eyes and decided to test it a little more, so she said softly,
"Uncle, you might catch a cold if you dress like this. Why don't you change into another one? How about I go with you?"
Gu Yanchen took a deep look at her, as if there were a thousand words in his eyes, but he still shook his head deeply.
Fu Youzhi instantly felt that he was even more suspicious, and she had really guessed it right.
"You are a grown man. Even if you take off your clothes right here and change into another one, it doesn't matter."
Fu Youzhi brought a clean shirt and whispered to him,
"Uncle, you have to be obedient."
Fu Youzhi didn't know what Gu Yanchen was thinking, but he was still shaking his head with his eyes downcast, and even wrapped his wet clothes tightly, as if he was afraid of being seen.
It was already midsummer in June, and many gentlemen in Beicheng were starting to go shirtless. As a man who had spent twenty years in an open and unrestrained foreign country, what was he doing?
Why does he look like that little moral pacesetter wearing a red scarf, captain of the three stripes?
When I think of being in love, he also refuses to expose his body in various ways, and enters the camera when he refuses to kiss, but he actually feels that this man in front of him is violent with his hands, smiles evilly, has pink hair, and has tattoos...
Strange!
So cute...
"It's not that I don't listen to you, but I don't want to change here," Gu Yanchen walked up to Fu Youzhi with a chuckle, bent down and whispered in her ear,
"I want to change at home where only Zhizhi is present..."
Fu Youzhi's face was slightly red.
Gu Yanchen watched Mr. Jiang's eyes gradually transition from "doubt" to "believe in love", and a bit of uncontrollable pride appeared on his thin and capable cheeks.
He picked up the wine glass, toasted to Mr. Jiang and apologized, said some blessings, presented a hand-drawn ink painting, and pulled Fu Youzhi away from the dinner.
The low-key Maybach drove slowly on the road, and not long after, it came to Gu Yanchen's residence on the outskirts of the city:
Jun Yi is among the clouds and water.
This is the latest development of real estate. Each room is very large in size, and the decoration and services are all first-class. Therefore, it is also relatively remote from the city center.
Because there are not many residents and some supporting services are not perfect yet, Gu Yanchen doesn't think it matters. Instead, he finds it quite convenient.
Entering the big room, Fu Youzhi's mind was full of things to confirm her conjecture, and she followed him in a daze. There was no suitable opportunity along the way, and Fu Youzhi felt a little annoyed.
"You're sticky. Go take a shower first. You can stroll around and wait for me."
Gu Yanchen left these words and went to the bathroom. The sound of water came, and Fu Youzhi's eyes slowly became brighter and sharper with a bit of annoyance...