Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

A few rays of sunlight came in diagonally.

There was silence in the room, Cheng Chu leaned against the man's arms, and gradually felt a faint moist feeling coming from his shoulders.

She felt tight, kissed the aggrieved face, and quickly persuaded her softly: "Who said I don't want you anymore."

"You lied to me." His auricle was blushing because of the dragonfly kiss, but his restrained grievances came through his voice.

Cheng Chu pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "What did I lie to you?"

He pressed his throat, his tone of voice was choked, "You said yesterday that you were eating with your family, but you actually went out with Zhou Yanshi."

"I..." Cheng Chu paused with some guilty conscience.

Gu Miao heard the hesitation in the girl's words, her fingertips tightened, and almost reflexively hugged her tighter.

The window opened a small slit, and the howling cold wind came in, like a sharp blade inserted straight into the man's heart.

The heart that had been worrying all night was instantly scraped to pieces, and the bone-piercing pain oozes out of the blood and quickly spread to the limbs.

The winter is very cold. The trees outside the window have already lost their leaves, leaving only the dead branches swaying desolately in the wind.

Gu Miao's red eyes were full of water vapor, and tears slipped down like this at some unknown time.

He wiped his eyes roughly, condemning his vulnerability with disgust and disgust.

But a little humble hope appeared in a corner of my heart.

She is willing to see him and is willing to bother to lie to him, does it mean that she cares about him so much?

In an instant, the almost collapsed heart calmed down as the cold wind faded outside the window.

With the cold wind gone, the house gradually warmed up.

The girl withdrew from his arms, her clear peach blossom eyes touched the redness of his eyes, and she frowned distressedly.

"What are you... hey." She stretched out her hand helplessly and gently wiped the man's red eyes.

Gu Miao curled his fingers slightly, and the despair slowly surged from the bottom of his heart.

Does she feel that she is very unmanly like this.

He shouldn't cry, but he couldn't control himself, thinking that she might be leaving, the acid in his eyes could not stop appearing.

He lowered his head, pressed his lips tightly, and closed his eyes deceivingly.

In this way, she would not see his red eyes.

The girl's fingers were still cold in the winter, so she brushed his eyes gently, with very gentle movements.

Why is she so gentle?

The man closed his eyes, feeling the girl's almost cautious movements, tears oozing out of his closed eyes.

He can't stand it.

He forbids her to leave.

Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes and slowly fell from the cold face.

The girl felt sore in her heart, she wiped it and wiped it, but the tears couldn't stop falling like a dropped string.

"Don't cry." She couldn't help but persuade.

The man turned his back abruptly and said dumbly, "I'm sorry."

He almost hurriedly said: "Just now, you have not heard it. I didn't mean to blame you."

As long as you don't leave me, I don't have to go to the bottom of the question, and I can even force myself not to care.

As long as you don't leave.

He turned around, and his eyes fell like a winter night with humble and heartbroken prayers.

Cheng Chu's heart caught him, and his tone was urgent: "What are you thinking about? I did go out for dinner with my mother and Aunt Lin yesterday, but they both left first. Zhou Yanshi was her nephew. Let's go together."

Gu Miao only felt that she was just like a death row prisoner who had been released, and her heart that was so painful that she was about to burst suddenly relaxed.

He looked at the girl Qing Lingling's eyes, and asked in a low voice tentatively: "Then why are you lying to me?"

The heating in the room is turned on enough, it seems to melt people's heart as cold as ice.

Those bright and clear eyes blinked.

"I'm afraid you will think too much. Look at you now, if you just made up some amazing drama just now." After she finished speaking in awe, she slowly leaned in and leaned into his arms.

The man's embrace was fierce, she leaned against his heart, and clearly heard the joyful heartbeat, beating violently like a restless life.

"I'm sorry." He hugged the girl, his ears were red from shame, and he started to stammer, "I, I didn't mean it."

The girl raised her head, tiptoe, and kissed her tightly pressed lips accurately.

"I should say sorry, I shouldn't lie."

"No, you're right." His dark eyes were filled with joy.

How could she make mistakes? never.

Cheng Churou softly leaned on his shoulder, and whispered: "Brother Miao, am I not doing enough? You are always insecure, and you think about something."

The hands clinging to her shoulders suddenly stagnated.

A few birds outside the window jumped up on the dead branches and whispered away.

Gu Miao paused, and his low voice faded in the warm air, "Chu Chu, you have done well enough, but I am not good enough."

He has no relatives, is alone, and has suffered too much.

Chu Chu is the first light in that dim life, all his courage, all his dreams, all his longing.

She is not only the only person he loves, but also the only relative in his heart.

He couldn't imagine the days when he lost his light and love.

Therefore, I am always worried about gains and losses, and inferiority.

Gu Miao lowered her eyes, looked at the girl's clear and clear eyes, and said in a low voice, "Chuchu, I, I will try to change."

The girl chuckled, her brisk voice wafting through the air, "I see."

Her peach blossom eyes were bent into bright little crescents, and her voice was as sweet as hiding honey, "You may love me too much, right?"

The man's heartbeat missed a beat, and the air was warm and humid, filled with inexplicable charm.

His throat was awkward, and after a long pause, he said in a low voice: "Yeah."

"Okay, okay." The girl said with a smile: "If it's because of this, you can just try to change it, but it doesn't matter if you can't."

She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her lotus arm gently around the man's neck, and kissed his lips.

"Kiss, Little Vinegar Bun."

Xiaozu Baozi fell into this soft and lingering kiss, and it took a long time to realize that he was still sick.

He suddenly released the girl, "I, I'm sick."

The girl flattened her mouth and said, "Anyway, I have been kissing for so long. If you want to be infected, you will be infected.

"Okay, okay." He whispered.

Cheng Chu looked at his red eyes and whispered: "Not only the little vinegar bun, but also the little crying bun."

"Don't, don't say it." The strategist Gu will even blush.

"Okay, okay." Cheng Chu said with a smile: "Then Xiaoju Baozi is ill today, so let me take care of it."

She pushed the man onto the bed, covered it firmly with a quilt, and then said, "You have a good night's sleep after lunch."

"Good." He closed his eyes.

The air was filled with the light scent of the girl's body, and the excitement in his heart could not be stopped, and his dark eyelashes trembled slightly.

Cheng Chu just felt a little funny.

She quietly lifted the quilt, went in, and hugged the man's waist.

"The items to be taken care of include..."

He should have a fever and his body was burning like fire.

"Chu Chu..." He froze, unable to resist and whispered in a low voice.

Cheng Chu lifted his eyes from his arms and said softly, "Go to bed quickly. If you are so hot and stuffy, it will be fine as soon as you get sick."

He resisted the tremor in his heart and forced himself to close his eyes.

Xu Shi was weak in illness, and within a few seconds, he fell asleep deeply.

Gu Miao's fever came quickly and went quickly.

New Year's Eve in a few days. Fu Rong and Cheng Ruohai went to Switzerland for the New Year together. Before leaving, Cheng Chu and them confessed that they had a boyfriend.

Fu Rong squinted his eyes and analyzed: "No wonder, the blind date was so reluctant that day, and such a good guy couldn't look at him. When I come back from Switzerland, I will bring my boyfriend home. You know?"

Cheng Chu nodded in response.

Fu Rong's tone was disdainful, "I want to see, what kind of guy is as good as Zhou."

Cheng Ruohai looked like a good gentleman, playing round the corner.

Cheng Chu reluctantly sent the two to the airport.

Today’s weather is very sunny. Cheng Chu took Miao Miao and went to Gu Miao’s house to spend the New Year with him.

This is the first Spring Festival the two have spent together.

Gu Miao nervously prepared a lot.

Red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets were hung at the door of the cold villa, and many new year products were placed on the coffee table, which were Cheng Chu's favorite snacks.

Even the garden has many winter jasmine flowers, which are red and festive from a distance.

The New Year's Eve dinner was done by him alone, but it was rich like a restaurant.

Even Miao Miao got an exclusive dog house, luxurious like a small villa.

It hopped into its hut, and its black eyes looked around curiously.

After the two had eaten the New Year's Eve dinner, Cheng Chu said: "I want to give you a New Year gift."

Gu Miao smiled happily, her cold eyebrows flowing warmly.

"what gift?"

The girl held his hand and walked aside, and mysteriously took out a box from her bag.

"Here, hurry up and open it."

It was a very exquisite gift box with a silver ribbon on the body of the high-end dark gray box.

He slowly pulled the finely tied bow and opened the lid.

In the mid-winter season, the cold wind roared outside.

In the box lies a warm beige scarf.

The soft touch follows the fingertips, all the way to the bottom of my heart. Gu Miao trembles his fingers and strokes it lightly. He sees the stitches on the scarf that are not very neat, and a vague suspicion arises in his heart.

"This, is this you knitting?" There was light in his lonely black eyes, and joy was suppressed in his voice.

The girl nodded, stretched out her hand to take out the scarf, and whispered: "You squat down a little bit, I'll try it on for you."

The corners of the man's mouth raised uncontrollably, and he bent down almost in the next second.

Surrounded by a touch of warmth and softness around his neck, he just smiled stupidly, his cold face soft as if it were melting snow in the early spring.

The girl nodded in satisfaction, "It looks good, this color matches you."

"But..." She pursed her lips hesitantly, and said with some guilty conscience: "The first time I knit, it seems that some parts are not very neat, you just keep it, just as it is, don't wear it. out."

"No." The corners of his mouth bend more sharply, "I want to wear it out."

The man could hardly restrain his eager to show off heart.

This was made by Chu Chu for me!

"Okay, okay." Cheng Chu smiled helplessly, "you like it."

He embraced her excitedly, buried her in her shoulders, and said dully, "I like it so much."

The joy in my heart was like a bursting volcano, constantly surging and dancing. He only felt that this was the favorite gift he had received in his life.

"Alright." Cheng Chu said coquettishly: "Hurry up, let it go, it's so hot, the Spring Festival party is about to begin."

There was joyful singing and dancing on the TV, and the spacious and cold villa seemed to be instantly infused with vitality.

The two were nestled on the sofa, their body temperatures blended together.

Gu Miao touched the scarf from time to time, then lowered her head to kiss the girl in her arms.

He was like a big sticky dog, and Cheng Chu felt hot and itchy in his heart.

The girl was no longer reserved, and she sat directly on top of him and kissed her hard like this.

The solid forearms that encircled her were blue veins, and her waist was tightened by the girl's closeness.

He surrounded the girl and couldn't help hooking her tongue and sucking.

Cheng Chu was softened into a puddle of water, so he leaned softly in his arms.

"Chu Chu." He called her name in a dumb voice, with an uncontrollable rush of emotions in his voice.

"Ok?"

Cheng Chu's vague response was mixed with the sound of water.

"You, go down." He suppressed, arousing the last trace of reason that was suppressed in his heart.

The girl smiled low, her slender legs wrapped around the man's waist, and said softly, "No."

His cheeks were flushed, and his deep desire was suppressed between his cold eyebrows. Looking forward, his voice was hard and hoarse, "Observe, otherwise I can't help it."

"Then don't bear it." Cheng Chu leaned forward, kissed the roots of his red ears, and licked gently with his tongue.

"Brother Miao." The girl's voice was fascinating, with a warm snort, sprayed in his ears.

Time seemed to stagnate. Gu Miao heard the blood in his body gather under him instantly, and he was lost in the chaotic **** until he heard the girl whispering in his ear: "I love you."

His world fell apart in an instant, and the last trace of reason remaining in his mind was completely shattered in the girl's words.

All memories became confused and hazy at this moment.

In the winter, the cold wind slapped the window.

The girl's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were fascinated, and her nose was adorned with crystal clear sweat.

He woke up and got up suddenly, "Chu Chu, I, I have no tactics."

The girl’s voice was soft as a piece of cotton, with a wisp of bewilderment, "What should I do?"

"I, I'll buy it."

He seemed to fly out.

The cold wind in the middle of winter hung desperately. It was New Year's Eve and the street was empty. He didn't know how many streets he ran before he found a convenience store that was still open.

The wind in the winter night was cold and long, but his body was still hot when he ran home.

He possessed and kissed the girl, still smelling of the cold wind.

The two bodies fit closely together, and each other's breath and body temperature are endlessly entangled like a tangled wool.

Gu Miao panted low, her eyes were scarlet, and the blue veins on the red neck were clearly visible.

But he still had the last trace of reason, and asked depressedly, "Chu Chu, are you sure?"

The girl pulled him down and blocked the chattering mouth.

The air became hot and humid and lingering.

Her vision became blurred and hazy, and she suddenly felt a violent pain.

"Hmm..." She couldn't help but snorted.

"Chu Chu, is it painful?" Gu Miao's forehead was suppressed with sweat, and his voice was broken and hoarse.

He tensed to a stop, his eyes covered with scarlet.

Cheng Chu didn't want him to bear it, his eyelashes trembled slightly, gritted his teeth and said softly, "It doesn't hurt."

Her voice was delicate and soft, like the lightest and quietest cloud in the sky, supporting his suppressed body and flying into the sky.

He could no longer repressively indulge in endless pleasure.

The bed creaked.

Cheng Chu only felt that her memory had become blurred, her body was wet, the sweat of the two was intertwined, or there was something else.

At the end of the memory, she only heard Gu Miao's almost hoarse voice, asking her over and over again.

The exhaustion of the whole night made her almost lost thinking, and she could only respond with a light hum.

The horizon is white.

When Cheng Chu woke up, it was already noon.

She was nestled in the man's generous arms, and just opened her eyes, she received a deep and humid kiss.

"When did you wake up?" She said, only to realize that her voice was hoarse and unnatural.

Although her body was sore, it was very clean. Gu Miao should have cleaned it up for her.

The man leaned in and kissed her on the forehead, "I woke up very early."

Just looking at her like this for a long, long time, as if I haven't seen enough for a lifetime.

Cheng Chu struggled to get up, but found that his fingers were heavy and he couldn't lift it up.

Bright and bright light came in through the window.

Cheng Chu lowered his eyes.

A dazzling dove egg diamond ring was set on the slender white ring finger, and under the refraction of the sun, a bright and dreamy halo flashed.

Her fingertips stiffened, "This is?"

The room is very quiet.

The cold man encircled her from behind, the hot body temperature came, and his voice was urgent and careful, "You promised it yesterday."

The birds outside the window screamed.

Cheng Chu took off the ring with difficulty.

The man behind him stopped breathing, his eyes were not yet red, and the next second he heard the girl say: "I'm going to wash, how can I wear such a heavy diamond ring?"

He pursed his lips and asked tentatively, "Will you still wear it in the future?"

The winter sun is very warm.

The girl turned her head, her bright eyes seemed to fall into the light of the whole world.

"If you promise you, you won't regret it."

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