When the Empress Becomes a Rich Family's Wasted Daughter

The hem of the white shirt is tucked neatly into the black suit pants.

The narrow waist is strong and attractive.

Gu Fei looked quietly at the woman in front of him. Her eyes were as clear and dark as the sky and water, and filled with mist, like a clean world after being washed by wind and rain. She mumbled with her soft lips.

Gu Fei just felt.

I have a disease called palpitations.

he is sick.

Hopelessly ill.

He was so sick that he knew he should push this woman away, or pull her off the altar and turn her into the same puddle of mud.

But she seemed like an unattainable dream.

He did it for many years.

A dream that broke her glory. In the dream, she regretted it. She told herself that she regretted using him as bait and regretted leaving him.

"Zhen'er..."

A man's suppressed and low voice came from above his head, which shocked Rong Zhen suddenly.

The words came out.

Gu Fei pursed his lips tightly.

The next moment, a crisp sound buzzed in his chest.

"Did you remember me?"

"It's too late."

"Yunyu."

Gu Fei lowered his eyes and just saw the woman tilting her head and looking at him with a beautiful smile.

Caught off guard, he crashed into the woman's flowing water.

think....

He had nightmares for countless days and nights, she smiled and asked him if he thought of her...

In just a moment, coldness filled the man's eyes.

He stretched out his hand and clenched it around his tiny jaw.

"I asked you that before."

Touching the woman's soft roundness, Gu Fei pinched it hard in revenge. Rong Zhen was sensitive to begin with, so she just raised her eyes, trying to look into the man's eyes.

is not it.

There is still no emotion and no desire.

Only coldness and humiliation.

Her eyes were slightly cold, and when she looked up, she met the man's somewhat bewildered eyes. After she stared at him for a few seconds, he forcefully pried her little face open, as if not allowing her to look at him.

It was still a harsh and cold voice.

"You still want me?"

After turning the woman's face away, Gu Fei put his arms around Rong Zhen's slender waist, his big hands covering her roundness, holding his breath, his tone cold.

"Why call Gu Weiwei, Ah Wei?"

"Are you familiar with him?"

The heart in the man's hard chest was beating too fast. Rong Zhen only felt the calmness she had before. Under the touch of the big hand, she felt her body soften from the inside out.

"Um..."

A soft and charming voice uttered from her lips.

Gu Fei's body stiffened, his expression changing from gloomy to bright.

Rongzhen seemed to be in the mood. She exerted force with her small hands, and with some brute force, she pushed him down onto the wide Persian carpet. Her posture also changed from hugging him to sitting astride him.

Gu Fei's body was stiff. How could she be so strong? Even if she was drunk, he couldn't break free easily.

Wanted to insult her.

Instead, she insulted me.

Not sure if it was because he was suffocated, but the corners of Gu Fei's eyes, which were always cold, turned slightly red. He looked at the breathtakingly beautiful woman in silence.

"Gu, Fei."

"Are you jealous..."

"That's fine..."

"I call you too."

Rong Zhen placed her small hands on Gu Fei's hard chest and looked at him eagerly with blurred eyes.

"Ah."

"Fiji."

The "motionless" person under me was as stiff as a mummy, but his fingers were slightly curled up, and there seemed to be an electric current passing through his heart. I couldn't tell whether it was discomfort or...

"Afei, you are so weird..."

"You clearly said you don't like me...but you seem to care about me a lot..."

"You're hanging me?"

"The teacher on the phone said... only men with lower heads would behave like this..."

"If you don't like me..."

"Tell me."

"Tell me...if you tell me, I'll give up. I'll just stop pestering you..."

Gu Fei was calm, but did not hesitate.

"I do not like you."

Rong Zhen: “I don’t believe it.”

She raised her snow-white chin, frowned, and refused to give in.

"Say it again if you dare."

Gu Fei opened his mouth and said, "I don't."

The woman's snow-white little hand immediately slapped towards him, covered his lips, and pressed hard, moving her face so close that it seemed as if she was about to kiss him through her palm.

"Gu Fei, if you knew."

"I tell you."

"If you knew."

"How much you loved me before."

"You love me so much."

"If you remember, you love me so much."

"You will regret this."

"You will regret treating me like this now, you know that, Gu Fei."

"Please speak!"

The woman glared at him angrily, her voice cold and intimidating.

Gu Fei: "..."

He looked at the motionless hand pressing on his lips and frowned slightly.

Rongzhen seemed to have realized what was happening, and quickly let go of her hand, apologizing quietly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm too strong..."

"Forget that you are an ordinary person..."

"Let me be a little more gentle..."

"Don't crush you."

She seemed unaware that she was sitting between the man's lap. Her soft body twisted, and when she raised her eyes and opened her mouth, her face was full of charm.

Seeing that Rong Zhen did not use her strength again.

Gu Fei sat up with a cold face. When he stood up, his sensitive part uncontrollably touched something.

Before he could reach out and lift the woman away.

Rongzhen, however, stuck to him again like a little tail.

There are words in the mouth.

"I've already apologized to you...why are you ignoring me?"

Gu Fei gave Rong Zhen a strange look. Apologize?

"Afei, Afei?"

The sound of Buddhist beads colliding could be heard.

Gu Fei pursed his lips and stood up.

The voice is hoarse and restrained.

"The relationship between us cannot be reconciled just by apologizing."

"Rong, Zhen."

Rongzhen was a little confused. She was drunk, and there were some things she couldn't ask when she was sober, but she could clearly feel it.

He should care...

Did she do anything to him?

Chase him?

I just shamelessly expressed my affection for him.

Apologies... can't solve the problem...

Then he got started.

satyr.

rogue.

"Then what should we do?"

"You kissed me too."

"I touched it."

"Aren't you responsible?"

"The man at the bottom."

Gu Fei calmed down for two seconds and wanted to let her sober up before talking. He glanced at Rong Zhen, who was sitting on the carpet and staring at him with round eyes, which looked a bit pitiful.

He leaned over and picked her up.

He picked up the black suit jacket from Gu Yan and put it on Rong Zhen.

Rongzhen's little mouth was still mumbling.

She suddenly stopped talking after Gu Fei held her horizontally. She raised her head to see Gu Fei's expression. There was no coldness, lust, or disgust on his face.

Rongzhen looked a little depressed.

The last bit of rationality was gone.

She buried her head directly in the man's neck and no longer used the Xuantian Jue to get rid of the smell of alcohol.

Gu Fei took only a few steps.

Lower your head again.

All I saw was a pretty face sleeping soundly, without any guard, pure and clear.

Gu Fei's eyes turned cold, he stared at Rong Zhen for a long time, the hatred in his eyes reached its peak.

In the end, even though his expression was ferocious, he still did.

He couldn't help but give the woman a kiss on the cheek.

"I almost...just..."