Chapter 8: Chapter 8 Who dares to kill the person I favor? _1
Seeing Eleven’s expression, Gu Liancheng’s mouth curled slightly into a grin. The amusent in his eyes betrayed what was on his mind at that mont.
"Hus...husband!" Eleven hurriedly corrected herself, flashing a perfect smile, "Didn’t you say you weren’t coming back tonight? Did you leave sothing at ho?"
His sudden appearance had indeed startled her.
"Hmm." He nodded, one foot already stepping into the room.
Eleven was slightly flustered, "What did you leave behind? Let
get it for you."
"You." He said and smiled as he stepped in, wrapping his arms around Eleven’s slender waist.
Eleven was taken aback, and soon found herself in his embrace.
"Who are you dressing up for when I’m not ho?" He asked knowingly, his long fingers lifting her chin so that their eyes t, "You wouldn’t be trying to make
jealous, would you?"
He deliberately slowed his speech, his pleasant, magnetic voice stimulating her senses.
However, Gu Liancheng showed no inkling of distrust towards her.
"No!"
Eleven opened her large, round eyes wide, blinked, aware of her montary lapse, quickly switched back to her smiling face. She playfully elongated her tone, her eyes curved in amusent: "I knew you were coming ho, and specially got dressed up for you."
"Hmm, you look good." He lowered his body, ca close to her, his voice slightly hoarse.
The space between them barely existed, his nose touched hers, and his desire for her was clear in his gaze.
Gu Liancheng was considerably taller than Eleven. She stood barefoot on his slippers, tiptoeing slightly, her arms wrapped around his neck, looking up at him with a coquettish grin: "So, you’re implying that I don’t look good usually?"
"Naughty," he said with indulgent fondness, "You always look good."
He lowered his head, their foreheads touching, his hands clinging tightly to her waist. For a mont, Eleven felt as if she were being pressed by a beast, her waist nearly snapping from his grip.
She could only grip him tighter in an attempt to keep her balance.
"Honey, didn’t you say... You were here to grab sothing..."
Gu Liancheng flipped her around, his hands clasped together and pressed against the wall above her head, he whispered hotly into her ear: "First, I’m going to take you..."
...
Indeed, Eleven got taken, and she was left a sore and twitching ss afterward.
When she woke, Gu Liancheng was still there. She turned to him, looking at him like an obedient little bunny, her smile captivating: "Honey, aren’t you going to work today?"
"Why work when I have such a beauty at ho?" He lovingly looked at her as he asked.
Eleven was montarily dazed; she almost believed that she and Gu Liancheng were a loving couple.
Gu Liancheng often gave her such illusions, as he was truly gentle.
She had never t a man as perfect as him.
And so, she sotis got confused as to why Gu Liancheng treated her so well.
Gathering her thoughts, Eleven replied cheerfully: "Maybe I’ll be considered the ’ho-wrecker’ everyone in the company wants to get rid of?"
He had beautiful hands, long and thin, not feminine but slender relative to his hand’s size. Because of its broad structure, holding it gave her a strong sense of security.
His index and thumb clasped together, held her chin and said: "Whoever I spoil, who dares to reject?"
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