Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Gu Qingqing shook her hand and put her clothes away, "No, it's okay."

Leng Sicheng glanced at her faintly, and didn't say much. Behind him was a nanny-like figure, holding a plate with a glass of water and a medicine in it.

When the plate was put down, the man stepped out. Leng Sicheng glanced at Gu Qingqing faintly: "Drink it."

Gu Qingqing lowered her head and saw a medicine next to the cup of warm water, and her blood boiled all of a sudden, rushing to her forehead!

He, what does he mean?

He didn't take any measures when he was outside yesterday, so he was afraid that she would still be pregnant now?

She took the initiative to eat, and fed so coldly from him, it is completely different in nature! Hasn't he said countless times before that he wants to have a baby with her? So, are they all the deceitful things men say on the bed after eating and drinking enough?

"Okay." She picked up the pill and was about to take it. Leng Sicheng raised her eyelashes and glanced at her faintly, and then stretched out her hand with distinct articulations, and gently pressed the back of her hand on her forehead——

He stood upright and didn't have much emotion on his face. It took a long time before he said, "The fever has gone away, and there is no need to take medicine."

Gu Qingqing was taken aback. Could it be that this little pill she took was an anti-fever medicine?

As soon as she looked up, she discovered that Lengscheng's face also seemed to have several obvious marks, like scratches.

"What are you looking at me for?" Leng Sicheng glanced at her, and seemed to see her eyes staring-on his face, and then, as if he knew something, his slender fingers touched his face lightly. "Oh, this one."

As he said, he glanced at Gu Qingqing again. This time his eyebrows were frivolous, and there were a few traces of joking under his eyes: "Your fingernails are sharp."

His face... How many scratches she scratched? Then they last night...

Leng Sicheng also looked at her calmly, and took his fingers back, unbuttoning the buttons of his nightgown one by one. As soon as he took off his shirt, there were scratches on his shoulders and chest, and even at the bend of his neck, there was a moon-round-bite mark. The edges were scabs, obviously bleeding from the bite. of.

Leng Sicheng raised his eyelids and looked at her again, this time even the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "...the mouth is also good."

With a "boom", Gu Qingqing's entire face was red!

"It's not me!" Gu Qingqing immediately shook her head, and she didn't admit that she could do this kind of thing!

"It's not you?" Lengsi City raised his eyebrows lightly, took a step forward, approached her, forced her to step back, bent her leg, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Scratches and bites crisscross the man’s sturdy body. It’s not ugly at all. On the contrary, there are a few different kinds of temptation-confusion: "Will you open your mouth and try again-see if you can match it." Your mouth?"

He presses down and she has to move back. Even if you know that the man in front of you is cold hearted and does not put any woman in his eyes, maybe she has a more "Mrs. Cold" identity than other women who change every three months, but it does not mean that she is right. What special meaning does he have.

She wanted to avoid his body, Lengs City stretched her hand so that she could not escape, but was forced to lie on the bed sheet by his constantly pressing body. For a long time, he bluntly pulled out another topic: "Why didn't you go filming?"