Master Gu,Get Away From Me! - Chapter 822

“I just don’t think I’ll be back tonight, do I?”

Seeing that Qi Ruifeng didn’t say the second half of the sentence for a long time, Sheng huainuan kindly helped him fill it up. Looking at the man’s gentle face in the dark, he laughed sweeter: “although you still call me calligraphy and painting, I’m not the arrogant young Sheng calligraphy and painting at the beginning. I was able to shake your face for several days because you were a little close to Sheng Yi people, but now, Even if you sleep with Miss Qing Keqing tonight, I will stay in your territory honestly. Who told you to hold my brother’s lifeline, don’t you

Finally, there is even a playful blink, but let the man’s face line suddenly harden down, the dark eyes under the gold glasses have thin thick chapped indifference.

It’s so frightening to see, but Sheng huainuan is not afraid. He looks at him askew: “it’s late, aren’t you ready to wash and rest?”

Her gesture

Man can’t control his mind, Junyan can’t see any happiness and anger in the dark: “what do you want to ask me?”

“No

The more obedient she shook her head, the more obvious the veins on both sides of his temple became. Finally, she forced herself to use the calmest voice: “what are you thinking after I left?”

He watched as she sat up from the bed.

Also looking at her smile, innocent and soft, and seven years ago is very different, called his name: “Qi Ruifeng, want to hear the truth?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, I’ll tell you.” She just held the quilt in her arms and laughed with a clear and lazy voice in a dead silence. It was like Qi Ruifeng wanted to know, so she told him the truth: “I was thinking at that time, if you don’t come back tonight, would I go to thank Miss Qing? After all, she went to your bed, which means that I’m not long away from being abandoned by you.”

“Abandon you?”

“Yes, since you have so many tricks to threaten me, you just want me to be obedient by your side. In this way, I will be obedient. Naturally, this game also needs you to stop.”

What do you mean, good.

It means that she is just obedient, will not put in the slightest thought, will not… Fall in love with him again.

That’s not what he wants.

He just wanted her to come back to him, to love him.

Her breath sank down and her name came out of her throat: “calligraphy and painting…”

“I’m here.”

She held the quilt and looked at him askew. On the premise that he didn’t speak for a long time, she yawned with a light in the corner of her eyes: “it’s late. I’m so sleepy. You can wash and have a rest early. Oh, yes… “She said with a smile,” do you want to kiss or sleep with me? I hear you’re breathing heavily. You should want to do this. But be careful. I’m still pregnant. You don’t want to kill this child yet. ”

These intimate things between couples or husband and wife, she said so routine and not shy.

Quiet for a few seconds, the man’s voice light: “why do you think of me so?”

“Shouldn’t it?”

She blinked, as if she really did not understand, calm: “you do not need to hide in front of me, after all, you are the most unbearable and disgusting side I have long appreciated, what else do you pretend?”

There was a dead silence.

In the dark, there was a man’s low smile, and the rustle of the cloth friction. The sharp palms untied the buttons of the shirt: “indeed, I don’t need to hide.”

Voice just fell, the heavy hot body without hesitation pressure up, strong masculine atmosphere mixed with a little cigarette flavor.

Qi Ruifeng has not smoked for more than a month, even in front of Sheng huainuan.

The body is very flat and stable, let the man’s fingers pinch on his chin, with almost bite in her ear tip voice: “from the first day after you come back to me to now, just 50 days, I have never touched you, not only because you are pregnant, but also waiting for your day of wishful thinking, now it seems, is my wishful thinking.”

fond dream?

That’s a good word.

“In that case, I don’t need to follow you, do you?”

She didn’t nod her head, but she had a silent smile.

This is the result she wants, he was stimulated, and did not hesitate to rush up, and finally accept the gift she gave him.

Fingertips moved, but Qi Ruifeng suddenly opened the distance between the two people, staring down at her face.She was so flat on the bed, his white wrist was held high on his head, calm and docile, no hate, no anger.

It’s a kind of apathy and coolness that is close to expressionless. A pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes that are close to the specimen just look at him, empty and cold, and even can’t reflect any of his expressions.

There is no sense of panic from the head suddenly rushed to the brain, startled his whole body uncontrollable shiver.

Mingming… Mingming, more than two months ago, she was able to scold herself and annoy herself. Even in the cemetery, she refused her mercilessly with that resolute and indifferent attitude, but she didn’t have the present attitude.

Recall, it seems that he was dazzled by the feelings of twists and turns, never found her silent but clear changes.

For a long time, he did not have any further movement. Sheng huainuan half raised his eyelids to see him, and quietly said, “are you not going to continue?”

“I’m tired.”

Take the initiative to withdraw from the bed, forced himself to stand beside the bed, with the most hoarse voice light mouth: “I go to wash, you sleep first, later if I come back late, you don’t have to wait for me.”

“Well, I know.”

When he turned around, he could hear the rustle behind him. It was obvious that the little woman went back into the quilt and even smoothed the pillow again. It was natural and fast. It seemed that nothing had happened just now.

His heart aches for a moment. Qi Ruifeng turns around and raises his foot to go to the bathroom. But he receives a call from the guard. He looks at the arc under the quilt, turns away from the bedroom and helps to close the door with his backhand.

The sound insulation effect of Qi’s house is good, so Sheng huainuan can’t hear the slightest movement outside. Qi Ruifeng’s strong cool and crazy smell is still permeated on the quilt. Her breath is invaded in all directions, just like the strong force when he forced down. However, Sheng huainuan’s eyes are knocked, and her red lips tear open a smile.

Look, here’s her present.

In less than three minutes, the sound of opening the door was louder than the sound of just closing the door. She walked to her bed in a disorderly but heavy way, and was gazed at from the back. A chill came through her pores, which was unprecedented cold. However, Sheng Huaiwen was not afraid of it, and even did not turn over. Her red lips were clear and calm: “he did it, Is that right? ”

“When did you meet him?”

“Did your guard say when he was going to see me?”

“Answer my question. When did you meet him?”

Qi Ruifeng’s question is really too tight. Sheng huainuan gets up from the bed. Even if she doesn’t use powder, she is still charming. Her delicate face is filled with a light smile: “you should send someone to follow me all the time. I don’t have time to contact him.”

Qi Ruifeng laughed deeply.

Step forward, the well-defined fingers directly clasp her chin, handsome face approaching, with a sense of cold, fell on the side of the big palm tightly holding the mobile phone, smile: “there is no time to contact him, then where do you just infer that, eh?”

“You’re angry.”

“Sheng calligraphy and painting.”

“I think I have the ability to make you cry, make you laugh and make you angry.” Compared with Qi Ruifeng’s complete exasperation, Sheng huainuan’s expression was too mild to describe. He stared at the chapped black eyes: “I think you must have a lot of questions. Who borrowed Tang Meng’s hands, who gave him the plan of the base, and who helped with the weapons and explosives they used.”

Qi Ruifeng looks at the small face close at hand. At this time, he seems to have a clear sense that she is no longer the little woman who always confides her heart behind him. She is as hot as a sun. Even if she likes him as a girl likes a beautiful doll, she is silent and clear.

Over the years, the years have not left any mark on her face, but there is something on her heart.

Slightly rough fingers rubbed her face: “calligraphy and painting, you hate me, but the base is not my own, and Mo Lao, my grandfather, and even your brother.”