Crazy sweet! Mr. Gu spoils his wife and spends hundreds of billions

Lin Qian choked on the fried rice with eggs in her mouth.

She covered her mouth and coughed. Gu Yanci handed her a bowl of clear soup, "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Lin Qian coughed out the rice stuck in her throat and protested, "Mr. Gu, can you be a little more serious? Don't drive just because you disagree."

Gu Yanci put on a serious expression, "Who is driving? I mean, life lies in exercise. From today on, you will go to the gym every night and exercise for half an hour."

Lin Qian: "..."

Well, it's because her mind is unhealthy and she thinks wrongly.

Gu Yanci could not be serious for more than three seconds, and the next words he said were so filthy, "You can't do it if you don't exercise. Every time I'm in the middle of love, I'm in the mood, and you're exhausted and paralyzed in my arms, unable to move." To be honest, it’s a bit disappointing.”

Lin Qianqi kicked him bitterly. Each time it lasted so long, it was already an extraordinary achievement for her to last until halfway through.

After eating and drinking, and resting for a while, Lin Qianzhen was dragged into the gym by Gu Yanci. She first rode a spinning bike and then an elliptical machine to exercise.

After half an hour of exercise, Lin Qian was sweating all over.

She wiped her sweat with a towel and looked thoughtfully at the sandbag hanging in the air.

Lin Qian found the smallest boxing gloves in the cabinet, put them on her left and right hands, and walked towards the punching bag.

She threw a right hook, and the sandbag shook slightly.

Gu Yanci left the high pull-down machine, walked behind Lin Qian, and asked her, "Where are you practicing boxing?"

Lin Qian threw another straight left punch, shook her hair and said, "Well, improve your fighting ability."

Gu Yanci felt something in her heart, grabbed her arm from behind, and taught her hand-by-hand how to exert force, control rhythm, and judge distance.

Lin Qian twisted her wrist and looked back at Gu Yanci's handsome face, which was covered with a thin layer of sweat and dripping with water. "Aren't you afraid that one day I will get angry and punch you away?"

Gu Yanci felt as if he had heard a fairy tale. He took a step back, glanced at her from head to toe, and said with a click: "With your small arms and small body, hitting me is like scratching an itch. It's impossible in this life." Kick me away."

He spoke too early. Later, on a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, Lin Qian punched and broke four of his ribs. Only then did he realize that a woman's fighting power when angry is comparable to that of a nuclear weapon.

……

After exercising and taking a shower, Lin Qian wrapped herself in a bathrobe and opened the closet door.

There are dozens more pieces of men's clothing in the cabinet, suits, shirts, stand-up collar shirts...

Hanging neatly on the left side, it just fills the remaining space in the closet.

She turned around, and Gu Yanci, who was standing behind her, stared at the clothes in the closet and said, "There are just so many clothes. I rarely buy clothes. Mrs. Gu has time, please go to the clothing store and help me buy clothes."

"Well," Lin Qian's eyes wandered, "Bringing all the clothes here means that you are going to live here for a long time in the future?"

Gu Yanci smiled ambiguously, "Yes, you don't want me to go home suddenly, so I have to go home every day."

He took off a set of beige home clothes and put them on in front of Lin Qian.

The silk fabric is slightly loose, which restrains the cold and oppressive aura lingering around him and adds a bit of approachability and easy-goingness.

Lin Qian opened the eye box placed on the corner cabinet, took out the gold-rimmed glasses, and placed them on the bridge of his nose, "It looks better this way."

Gu Yanci chuckled, took a few steps back and sat on the single sofa, hooked his fingers and said, "Come here, come into my arms."

Lin Qian threw herself into his arms. Gu Yanci wrapped his arms around her waist and tilted his head back, revealing his Adam's apple that rolled with the rhythm of his breathing.

A man with a prosperous face, wearing glasses, exposing his Adam's apple, his clear eyes wandering left and right behind the cold light of the lenses, the man's lust is alluring, and it is a test of a woman's restraint.

Lin Qian's heart was pounding like a deer, and she couldn't help teasing him, "Women are also lustful. You deliberately seduce me. I really want to fuck you!"

Gu Yanci straightened her back, her dark eyes half-opened and half-closed, and breathed softly: "Come on, my husband, do whatever you want to do to me, do whatever you want! I know you like me..."

Lin Qian's body stiffened and her face turned slightly pale. She pushed Gu Yanci's arm away, but she heard him say in a low voice: "I like my body. I said, except for love, I will give you everything you want, including your body..." …body."

The tension in Lin Qian's chest dissipated. What was she nervous about? Physiological liking is not the same as psychological liking.

She put her hands under the hem of her home clothes, caressing her smooth and well-toned abdominal muscles, and then slowly slid them to her back, all the way up her back like she was playing a piano.

Gu Yanci's handsome face was dyed crimson, and his cold eyes were stained with thick desire, which gradually colored the entire eye sockets, and his body temperature rose rapidly.

The last thread of reason left in his mind was stretched to the limit and broke with a "crack", and his mind was completely dominated by desire.

The man groaned twice, his palms pressed tightly against the waist of the woman in his arms, sliding all the way down.

Lin Qian reached behind her with her right hand and held his arm, "Not tonight. You will bear the consequences of your actions yourself."

Gu Yanci frowned, as if trying to endure it, and said vaguely: "I know, it's uncomfortable, help me, you know."

……

In the second half of the night, the weather was calm.

The soothing incense turned into curls of white smoke, drifting out from the incense burner and filling the room.

Lin Qian snuggled into Gu Yanci's arms and slept peacefully with her eyes closed.

Gu Yanci's arms were tightly entangled with her upper body, and his chin was almost touching the top of her fluffy black hair, and his breath blew the strands of hair.

The roar of thunder and lightning exploded outside the window again. Blocked by the anechoic wall, the decibels were low and almost inaudible.

Lin Qian moved a few times in Gu Yanci's arms, pushed his arm away, got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

Gu Yanci was awakened by her. He subconsciously opened his eyes. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he saw the dark night sky with lightning and thunder outside the floor-to-ceiling window, as well as the low but clear sound of wind and rain.

As if remembering something, he turned on the air conditioner and quickly got out of bed. He rushed barefoot to the floor-to-ceiling window, quickly opened the window, and dodged into the storm.

Lin Qian came out of the bathroom and saw his strong figure hurriedly running out of the house.

It was raining so heavily, and he was rushing out of the house without an umbrella or a raincoat. Was it a serious emergency?

Lin Qian opened a black straight-bone umbrella and chased her to the terrace.

There was no one on the terrace. Using the light from the landscape lights, Lin Qian discovered that Gu Yanci had rushed along the stairs on the left side of the terrace and rushed into the back garden.

Lin Qian was about to follow when Gu Yanci carried the flower pot upstairs.

The rain soaked through his pajamas and soaked his black hair. He was usually well-dressed, but now he looked as embarrassed as a drowned rat.

As he approached, Lin Qian held up an umbrella and stepped forward, "What flower is worth saving in the rain? Is it the sky-high-priced Clivia that can be exchanged for a house for a pot of flowers?"

Gu Yanci didn't say anything. He carefully protected the flowers in his arms and walked into the bedroom.

When he put the flowerpot on the ground and knelt down on one knee in front of the flowerpot, arranging the branches and leaves, Lin Qian finally saw clearly: it was a pot of white orchids with lush leaves and ivory-colored flowers.

Like a conditioned reflex, Lin Qian thought of that day when she was wearing a bunch of white orchids, and Gu Yanci was in a trance and had an illusion, making her...

There are no white orchids planted in the back garden. This potted flower must have just been moved here from Qingxin Manor.

If he lives here for a long time, he needs white orchids to accompany him.

The umbrella fell from Lin Qian's hand, and her mind seemed to have been washed away by the rain.

Those ambiguities, those tenderness and thoughtfulness, those pities and cherishments were just Gu Yanci's whims.

Lin Qian looked down and landed on Gu Yanci's muddy soles.

It was probably scratched by glass or a sharp object. There were several bright red wounds of different lengths on the soles of the feet. Blood flowed out and dyed the light gray carpet red.

It hurt to look at her, but Gu Yanci seemed not to feel the pain and just focused on arranging the white orchid branches.

He picked up a few broken stumps, wiped off the dirt on the leaves and petals, inserted them into a bamboo vase, and smiled happily.