Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Gu Qingqing was taken aback, the first reaction was to push him away and struggle. But she herself was standing in front of the sink. Behind the sink is the sink, and his waist is already against the edge of the sink, and in front is him, there is no way to retreat.

Feeling she was hiding behind, Lengscheng simply slammed her arm directly, hugged her on the countertop next to the sink, put her vest against the cold mirror, and pressed her forcefully. Gu Qingqing still wanted to struggle. Leng Sicheng pinched her slender waist with one hand, and put her body against her legs, while the other hand held her back of her head and fixed her head so that she could not escape his kiss.

Pressing forward, he kept pushing her to the sink until he felt stable, he immediately stretched out his hands that clamped her waist and back of her head, preparing to tear her clothes apart.

Gu Qingqing knew what he wanted to do, but she was not prepared at this time, but was not in the mood to do this kind of thing at all, and of course she began to resist fiercely.

For Lengscheng, what he wanted was to get rid of her disgust and rejection of him, as well as her distrust of the time of the photo.

He is innocent, and he needs to prove his innocence by himself. The best way to prove it is to let her accept herself!

After many years of marriage, Lengs City did not make any progress, but he made considerable progress when picking up clothes. Although Gu Qingqing was struggling, it was not the kind of fierce resistance. When he was dragged hard, the clothes on her body were torn off.

"Lengsicheng!" Gu Qingqing couldn't bear it anymore, she reached out to push him away. But Lengs City was more determined, how could it be easy to let go.

"Qing Qing..." At the end, he stopped, and his amber eyes looked at her deeply, "I have never touched Xu Zipei. Whether it was last night or before."

"Never?" Gu Qingqing was stunned. After this stunned, Lengsicheng really softly approached.

Never, neither she nor anyone else.

Maybe it's guilt, maybe it's more pity for her, or it's grateful to her that even if she has doubts, she is still fighting for his reason in front of outsiders, and Lengscheng's actions are incredibly gentle. He used to be with her, although he gradually learned to take care of her emotions, but when the excitement came up, he would still let his temperament be happy regardless.

Only now, he likes her and is willing to make her happy. Every frown of her can make him a little nervous, and every corner of her lips can make him extremely happy.

Occasionally when she was excited, she was in front of him and behind the cold mirror, she was pressed on the sink by him again, and with a wave of her hand, the things on the sink "cracked" and fell to the ground one by one.

Lengscheng was originally happy, but saw his razor and glass on the sink, fearing that she would scratch her hand, gently approached her lips, and her voice was a little hoarse, "Holding I."

What is this for? Gu Qingqing was a little strange, but still reached out and put her arms around his neck.

"Hold tight."

Her arms tightened a bit.

"Hold tighter. So do your legs, cross them up."

She thought that this was another trick he was going to play, and she was a little bit unhappy. But he still put his leg on his waist obediently.

Leng Sicheng lowered his head, then stretched out his arm and hugged her up.