After the divorce, the salted fish beauty has a cub

The midday sun was blazing, and the golden light outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was shining brightly. The dark blue glass reflected the cold and silent office. Cheng Xijue hung up the phone and quietly stared at the reflection on the glass.

Gu Jian sank deep into the single sofa, his straight legs were spread wide, and the arm holding the coffee cup was pressed against the armrest, with a relaxed posture, as if aware of his gaze, he raised the coffee cup towards Cheng Xijue's back.

Cheng Xijue pressed his forehead and turned around, "You don't have to go to work this afternoon."

Gu Jian sat up and said frankly, "I don't plan to go to work, I just want to find a place to sleep."

Cheng Xijue typed a line on the phone, "I'll show you something, after you go home, go to sleep."

Gu Jian nodded.

In the underground parking lot of Gravity Company, a pure white coupe slowly drove into the garage. Although it was so low-key that the car logo was removed, the elegant and smooth shape of the arc was very elegant and looked very valuable.

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The car door opened, and the driver in a nice suit got out of the car, came to Gu Jian and held the car keys in both hands, "Madam, this is your car."

Gu Jian glanced at the car keys, then moved his eyes to Cheng Xijue's side, asking him.

Cheng Xijue raised his jaw and motioned for him to take the car keys, "I saw it at the auto show and thought it would suit you, go up and try it out."

Gu Jian picked up the car keys and sat in the cockpit with a bow. The smell of the new car's machinery came to his face. The milky white decoration was fresh and elegant, and the dashboard of the super coupe was as bright and complex as the cockpit of an airplane.

Cheng Xijue subdued to the co-pilot, and said with a smile: "The car just arrived last week, and it has been parked in the garage of Gravity Company. I haven't found a suitable opportunity to give it to you."

Gu Jian lowered his head and fastened his seat belt, and asked calmly, "Mr. Cheng, do you have insurance?"

Cheng Xijue was slightly taken aback, "No, I don't need it."

"Then put on your seat belt."

Gu Jian held the steering wheel with one hand, and the other elbow rested on the car window, with ease.

Cheng Xijue buckled the belt, suddenly understood his intention, and asked in silence for a few seconds, "Are you sure you can drive?"

Gu Jian calmly said "Mm", stepped on the accelerator heavily, and the car roared suddenly, unstoppable like a straight arrow, and flew away violently!

The numbers on the instrument panel jumped rapidly, Cheng Xijue was thrown out by inertia, and then was buckled back tightly by the seat belt. The feeling of weightlessness was up and down like in a space capsule.

Gu Jian really knew how to drive. He turned left and right in the narrow lanes of the parking lot without lifting his foot from the gas pedal. He was able to control himself so as not to bump into a pillar. He passed through layers of obstacles and drove to the outdoor road slowly. Release the accelerator and slowly stop on the side of the road.

Cheng Xijue pressed the steering wheel to stop him from starting the car again, and said in a firm tone, "You don't have a driver's license."

Gu Jian turned his head to look at him, and said lazily, "No, I'll take you on the road directly if you have a driver's license."

"Going to Huangquan Road?" Cheng Xijue unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car, "Come down, let me drive."

Gu Jian obediently got out of the car and changed seats, sat quietly in the co-pilot, and put on his seat belt.

Cheng Xijue glanced at the dashboard and held the steering wheel with both hands, "Where did you learn to drive?"

Gu Jian answered truthfully: "F1 speed ring track."

"...Who taught it?"

"A racer from a bar."

Gu Jian tilted his head and leaned against the comfortable leather seat. He met all kinds of people in the bar. When he saw him wagging his tail like a peacock, he tried to show off his charm to attract his attention, and taught him to smoke, drink and play drag racing.

Those friends, no one wished him well, they all hoped that he would degenerate more and more. Only when he degenerates to the end, will others have a chance.

Cheng Xijue started the car, drove on the sunny road, and said casually, "I will teach you how to drive in the future, so get your driver's license early."

Gu Jian squinted her eyes. One of the most obvious symptoms after pregnancy was sudden drowsiness and drowsiness. She was too lazy to keep her eyes open.

Cheng Xijue said a few words, but didn't hear any response, turned around and saw his quiet and tired face, fell asleep without any precautions.

He raised his hand to increase the temperature of the air conditioner by a few degrees, picked up his phone and turned off the silent, and took a photo of Gu Jian casually.

Cheng Xijue took back his previous thoughts, he is not a person who is indifferent to beauty.

That night, the curtains in Cheng Xijue's room were half-closed. He was sitting on a desk and chair, and a list of documents popped up from his laptop, including the adoption information sent by Cheng's mother.

With the strength of the Cheng family's assets, the process of adopting a child is easy. As long as Cheng Xijue is willing to nod, there will be seven or eight lively children tomorrow.

Cheng Xijue deleted the documents and turned a blind eye. He had already talked about the child several times. The old man had long since given up on having a grandson from him, and poured his hope of inheriting the family on Jiang Lie.

But Cheng's mother persevered, talking openly and secretly about the child made Cheng Xi feel very irritable for a while, but he had a tough personality, once a decision was made, Cheng's mother would not be able to do anything.

dong dong——

There was a knock on the door, and Cheng Xijue opened the door. His newlywed wife, Yaner, was wrapped in a dark silk bathrobe, with a loose ribbon around her waist, a large area of ​​warm and delicate skin on her chest, and a clean and distinct protruding collarbone, like a bag waiting to be unpacked. Exquisite gift, said coldly: "Mr. Cheng, I will lend you the bathroom."

Cheng Xijue let him in sideways, and swept across his neat calf without any trace, "You can use it as you like."

When Gu Jian walked into the bathroom, Cheng Xijue didn't hear the sound of locking the door. He was so worried that he didn't worry about someone plotting something wrong at all.

Cheng Xijue sat back in his chair, flipped through his notebook, and looked up the company documents. The sound of rushing water was separated from the thin frosted glass, and the room was silent, and the sound of the rippling water was extremely clear.

After a while, the glass was covered with mist, and under the bright yellow light, it looked like a piece of mysterious amber, which contained the body that Cheng Xijue never forgot.

Cheng Xijue pressed down the notebook, who can see it?

His uncontrollable imagination, Gu Jian's eyebrows and eyes are not sexy, but quite cold, without the kind of sensual/lustful allure, but his cold and quiet tone is very attractive, making people want to ruthlessly Bully him and make him cry.

Cheng Xijue stared straight at the bathroom glass, once again regretting that he shouldn't have said the wrong words on the day of the wedding, or else... the life is so happy now, and he needs to hold it in like this every day.

Gu Jian took a quick shower, tied the belt of the bathrobe with one hand, and pushed the door and asked, "Where is the hair dryer?"

The damp breath that was suppressed in the bathroom rushed towards his face, Cheng Xijue got up and walked over, "I'll help you dry your hair."

Talking about blowing hair in a grand manner, the next second, Cheng Xijue locked the bathroom door behind his back, seeing Gu Jian's moist and fresh appearance, he put his arms around his waist and leaned against the frosted glass door, his voice hoarse, "What are you doing today?" Was it late on purpose? Huh?"

Gu Jian leaned his head against the cold glass, hissed his eyes and said calmly, "I said it was a misunderstanding, do you believe it?"

What a misunderstanding.

Half an hour ago, when Gu Jian returned to the room, Ba Fen pounced on him and bit his trouser leg. He dragged Ba Fen, who didn't let go, to the bathroom to fill the bathtub for a bath. As soon as he entered the door, a strong foul smell hit his face.

A yellow liquid stain in the cerulean bathtub.

Gu Jian turned on the water valve to rinse it off, looked back at Ba Fen who was biting his trouser leg, and asked coldly, "How did you get up there?"

"Wow!"

Ba Fen tilted his head and rubbed his calf vigorously.

Gu Jian took a box of pet cans, tore them open, and put them on the ground.

He didn't have much love, so he picked up [-] cents because of the heavy rain that day, and the fluffy little dog stood shivering in the stinky ditch, his eyes were helpless, his hair was soaked by the rain, and he couldn't stand up tremblingly.

Much like him when he was abandoned by Ning Wan.

Gu Jian sniffed the faint smell of the bathroom, the bathtub was temporarily unusable, and if he wanted to take a comfortable bath before going to bed, he could only use Cheng Xijue's bathroom.

Cheng Xijue naturally didn't believe it. He stretched out his hand to touch the slippery bathrobe tie, and the distance was intimate. Soon he felt something was wrong, and his breathing suddenly became heavy, "Did you—"

"I like to sleep naked."

The water droplets on Gu Jian's black hair meandered on the delicate skin of his neck, and flowed into the depths of the bathrobe, which was hung in a serious manner, "Mr. Cheng, I'm sleepy."

How could Cheng Xijue let him go so easily, and lowered his head to peck his lips familiarly, but Gu Jian suddenly turned his face away, and kissed his cheek and landed on the cold earlobe.

"Why? No more kisses today?" Cheng Xijue had a playful smile in his eyes.

Gu Jian let out a cold "um" from his nose, and stared at the light shining on the ground without moving.

Cheng Xijue reached down to his ear, touched the soft earlobe, and breathed heavily and hotly, "I surrender, give it to me."

Gu Jian violently pushed his shoulder away with his arms, and stroked the black hair hanging on his forehead with one hand, revealing his thin and cold cheeks, "Look clearly, I wasn't drugged/drugged today."

Cheng Xijue was slightly taken aback, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you angry?"

There was no emotion on Gu Jian's face, and he suddenly lowered his head and sneered, "Cheng Xijue, I don't care about that, because my life is a puddle of mud, so what if it's a little muddy? But I can't forget, I'm like a dog Tied to the bed by you, I beg you to be gentle, have you ever managed me?!"

"Gu Jian." Cheng Xijue saw him lose control of his emotions for the first time.

Gu Jian was silent for a few seconds, raised his head, leaned back against the glass door, closed his eyes and said, "Sorry, I'm too tired today, I don't have the energy to pretend nothing happened anymore."

Cheng Xijue lowered his body and approached, and gently stroked his wet black hair. Needless to say, he realized that that night was Gu Jian's only bad experience, so Gu Jian used it to ridicule him before, because he couldn't forget the feeling of being manipulated unconsciously. Humiliation can only be resolved through ridicule.

Gu Jian, who was as fragile as a fragile object, made him feel distressed, and he wanted to know what would make Gu Jian treat himself as a puddle of mud. Gu Jian has a strong psychological endurance, what kind of blow can make him collapse?

Gu Jian opened his eyes, his cold and carefree expression returned to his face again, and gently pushed Cheng Xijue's wrist, "Mr. Cheng, I'm sleepy."

Cheng Xijue pushed him to sit on the chair and brought him a hair dryer. The two of them didn't talk anymore, they dried his hair carefully before putting him back.

Gu Jian's breath was everywhere in the warm and humid bathroom. Cheng Xijue took a deep breath, then bent his fingers to wipe up the remaining warm water in the bathtub, and the flame that had been suppressed just now rekindled.

Since Gu Jian didn't want to give it to him, he could only give it to himself.