If we were not married

After about half an hour, Gu Binyang finally washed my body. After I came out of the bathroom, I had a beautiful and clean body, exquisite skin and white long legs. I sipped my lips, but Gu Binyang held me carefully. He was like holding a super cute baby.

That night, accompanied by Gu Binyang, I enjoyed a romantic night in a romantic room surrounded by roses. I lingered with him repeatedly until my body could no longer support me, and I unconsciously fell asleep because of fatigue.

Although there was a sense of deja vu, Gu's mother let me come here. She obviously didn't intend to show me a good face.

When Gu Mu saw me, she came to Yu Garden, without demur, and asked me to sit opposite to her. I nodded to her, but Gu Mu took out a lot of pictures of the girl and handed it to me before I let me see it.

I looked at the photos with some doubts and found that the girl in the photos was very similar to me, but she was obviously not me, because I clearly saw that the dates displayed in the photos were actually five years ago.

At that time, I happened to be on the campus of the University, soaking in the library with my classmates, and using my spare time to talk about the romantic love with slag man Qi Jia.

But at that time, I didn't know that Qi Jia would have such a residue. Otherwise, I would never refuse the other boys in my class who were chasing me behind me with enthusiasm in my university because of him.

At that time, I couldn't be said to be a school flower, but I also attracted everyone's attention. Girls with many good friends can always surround a large group of good friends around me, so I wouldn't even think that one day I would walk with Gu Binyang, the young diamond king