Daddy, Mommy's Runaway

A word has not finished, choked in the throat.

I saw a pair of slender fingers slowly push open the glass door, a man in casual clothes stepped in, his face in the room of flowers.

Magnificent charm is not like the world.

The dim yellow light falls on the delicate and handsome face, setting off the surrounding flowers. The colder it is, the more gorgeous it is.

Gu Hanting went to the counter, and his cold voice broke the silence, "can you wrap me a bunch of roses?"

It wasn't until the more and more low voice came from her ear that the shop assistant woke up from a trance. She obeyed her instinct and said, "how many do you want to pack?"

Men seem to be in some distress, frowning.

The clerk asked again, "is it for your girlfriend?"

Gu Hanting answered, "no, it's his wife."

He looked at the rose in his hand. "My wife is upset. Let's pack 99. "

"OK, OK, I'll give you the bag."

The shop assistant was busy and looked at the man standing next to him with the corner of his eye.

Oh, my God! This man is too handsome!

It looks better than the stars on Weibo!

What's more, buying roses to coax my little wife is too emotional!

I don't know what kind of woman is lucky enough to be treated like this by such a handsome woman.

Gu Hanting naturally did not know what the shop assistant thought.

He ran into a big bunch of roses, thought about it, and wrote the words of 99 roses on a piece of note paper: the eternal love.

Su QingChu coaxed the steamed stuffed buns to sleep and went back to the bedroom to deal with the work of the company.

She turned her sore neck and was thinking of going to the study to see Gu Hanting.

When the door handle moves and the bedroom door opens, time seems to be pressed down the delay button, and everything around is gone from the senses.

In front of, in the heart, only that one person.

Gorgeous rose petals in the light flashing blurred luster, clusters of flame like general beautiful, burning in Su QingChu's heart, boiling.

The man's cold eyes seem to have caught fire, burning hot.

The burning heat spread along the air, and the surrounding space suddenly became a big stove.

I don't know how, Su QingChu's face is a little hot.

It's like the first time she's ever received a bunch of roses.

Gu Hanting held the rose to open the door, in fact, some regret.

It was impossible to send girls roses before.

According to his former mode of thinking, this kind of behavior can only be done by lengtouqing who indulges in his first love.

Now, however, he not only did it, but also enjoyed it.

Staring at Su QingChu's blushing face, the embarrassment of the details in his heart completely dissipated.

Gu Hanting bent down, his elegant and handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of Su QingChu, his sexy thin lips slightly bent, and opened his mouth in a sultry low voice, "Jiaojiao, do you like it?"

When a man talks, meaningful breathing falls on his forehead.

The warm and humid smell, interwoven with the aroma of roses, is like a feather brushing the soft heart, which makes Su QingChu's heart tremble. When Su QingChu to the man that pair of burning deep eyes, heart beat faster, even breathing as if stagnant for a second.

There was a fluster in her eyes. She looked away: "Gu Hanting, you bought it for me?"

Gu Hanting picked an eyebrow, "no, I picked it up at the door. Maybe it was thrown by a servant."

At the door?

Why not cheat the ghost!

If you can pick up such a large bunch of roses, can you pick up a car for me first?

Hum, Ao Jiao!

Although the heart is so thinking, but the heart delicate sweet lingering, like eating honey nest, sweet.

"Well? What do you say about me? "

Gu Hanting holds Su QingChu in one hand and imprisons her petite body in his arms.

The other hand is playing with the big bunch of roses.

Only when she pasted a big stove on her body, and her whole body was roasted by the smell, did she realize that she had just accidentally said what she thought.

"Jiaojiao..." Gu Hanting lowered his head, and her sexy voice lingered in her ear, "what did you just call me?"

"Ha ha, nothing, nothing." Su QingChu quickly changed the topic.

Joke, if you admit it, he will use it as an excuse to coerce her to do something.

Her eyes were wandering, and she saw a note paper hidden among the flowers.

The lettering on the note is like a man's domineering and cold personality.

She said with a smile, "Whoa, which servant can write such familiar characters? How can I look like Gu Shao's handwriting?"

Gu Hanting was hot for a moment when Su QingChu said, so he had to get up to stop the chattering mouth.

He was just trying to teach her a lesson, but he didn't think that the soft body of the little woman in his arms exuded an attractive sweet smell, and the little one fit in his arms, like a sweet fruit exuding a fatal temptation.

You just want to reach for it.

Only now did he know what it was like to play with fire and hit himself in the foot.

Desire comes too fast, like a tornado, he can't control it.

Tight tightly wrapped in her waist arm, her body bit by bit down, voice also bit by bit become dumb, "Jiaojiao..."

"I..."

Su QingChu just said a word, the body suddenly soared, spinning, she hugged the man's neck.

A large handful of roses fell to the ground, and a piece of crystal petals floated down, winding down on the floor covered with wool carpet.

It's covered by a casual shirt that's left on the ground.

Su QingChu's heart is beating wildly. He wants to break free and fly out.

The light on the top of her head was dazzling. Her eyes narrowed slightly and she looked at the man above.

The white skin is as moist as jade, but it doesn't seem weak at all. On the contrary, it is full of explosive power.

The texture of the abdomen is clear, and the mermaid line winds down and finally hides into the corner of the garment.

Gu Hanting grabbed her hand and slowly put it on it. Her low voice was like a intoxicating cello song, stirring her heartstrings.

"Like it?"

The touch under the palm was firm and tight, as if bewitched. Su QingChu nodded, "well."

What a charming man!

Gu Hanting's deep smile, gentle kiss fell on her eyebrows, love of the world's whisper touching, "teach, relax."

Su QingChu can't help but close her eyes and bury her head in the soft pillow.

"Lights... Lights off."

Looking at her eyes closed, her face flushed with shame, Gu Hanting gave a light smile, and the fine kiss fell on her cheek, caressing her uneasiness.

"Jiaojiao, I want to look at you."