Mr. Gu, he wants to get married every day

Chapter 172 Jealous
Ye Qingwan also had no intention of letting Gu Shimo avoid it.

Yang Feng and her are just good friends, not what Gu Shimo thought.

She pressed the answer button and just said "Hello".

Yang Feng's complaint came from his mobile phone, "Wanwan, to be honest, did you forget me at the airport?"

The corners of Ye Qingwan's mouth twitched, and she explained embarrassingly, "Well, I'm sorry, something happened in the past two days."

"Then let me remind you now, will you pick me up at the airport?"

"Are you still at the airport?"

Ye Qingwan couldn't believe it.

Yang Feng was hurt by her words, "If you don't pick me up, I'll still be at the airport. I've called you but no one has answered, and I haven't responded to text messages. Are you being too heartless?"

"I'm going to pick you up now, just wait."

"Your words are enough, I am now 1587, you bring Zixi over here."

After finishing the call, Ye Qingwan put the phone on the dressing table next to her.

Seeing that Gu Shimo was still frowning with an ugly face.

She reached out to grab his big hand.

Gu Shimo lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on her hands.

Her fingers are slender and porcelain white, and the conflicting feeling of interlocking with his slender, well-knit fingers can easily arouse his possessive desire for her.

He didn't rest these days because of his father's funeral.

When I came back at noon, I just simply hugged her to make up for sleep.

Didn't do anything else.

Now that I have enough sleep, my spirit is back.

That idea followed suit.

Sexy Adam's apple rolling.

His other big palm caressed Ye Qingwan's delicate face, when she just said "brother".

He leaned over and kissed her soft lips.

The big palm she was holding pulled away from her hand, clasped her slender waist, and directly pressed her against the dressing table behind her.

Ye Qingwan raised her small face and leaned her soft body back.

I don't know because of that posture, the stimulation of the senses is instantly magnified.

Or the reason why it hasn't happened for a few days.

Soon, she also had a feeling, and couldn't help but respond to him.

"Wanwan."

He put her on the dressing table and bent down.

After a while.

Brilliant fireworks exploded in Ye Qingwan's mind, her body collapsed, and her hands tightly hugged his head.

Even his voice was broken and he couldn't make a sentence, "Brother...don't..."

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downstairs.

Gu Ziyang opened his eyes from the sofa, and Ye Zixi next to him was stroking his stubble.

"Uncle Ziyang, are you awake?"

"Ah."

Gu Ziyang sat up and reached out to hug Zixi.

Zixi hugged him distressedly, and asked in a childish voice, "Uncle Ziyang, do you want to shave your beard?"

"Is it ugly?"

Gu Ziyang didn't come back with Gu Shimo, Ye Qingwan and others.

He was half an hour behind.

When they came, Gu Shimo and Ye Qingwan had already gone upstairs to rest.

He didn't want to go back to that house, so he fell asleep on the sofa in the living room.

Ye Zixi shook her head, "It's not ugly, Uncle Ziyang is handsome no matter what, but you look more energetic without a beard."

Such a tactful Zixi.

Gu Ziyang felt warm and sore in his heart.

Staring at Zixi for a second, she hugged him into her arms again, and said in a low voice, "Then, Zixi hugs Uncle Ziyang again, and Uncle Ziyang will go shave later, okay?"

"Okay, uncle Ziyang is good."

Zixi not only hugged Gu Ziyang.

He also touched the top of Gu Ziyang's head with his small hand, coaxing softly.

Gu Ziyang couldn't laugh or cry.

He just felt his heart soften because of Zixi in front of him.

Lift him off the couch.

Gu Ziyang held Zixi's hand and said, "Let's go upstairs to see where your uncle's razor is, can I borrow it and use it?"

"Okay, I know where Uncle's razor is."

Zixi's eyes were shining brightly.

He wanted to go upstairs and call his mother and uncle just now.

But Uncle Gu Feng said that uncle and mother haven't had a good rest these two days, so they can't be disturbed.

(End of this chapter)