A Guide to Raising a Blackened Boss

Chapter 266 After Marrying with Little Poor Agreement (64)

Furthermore, the mental tentacles twisted twice from time to time to find a sense of existence, and Lou Zhuang felt a little headache.

When Gu Qiao calmed down, Lou Zhuang got up and stood by the bed, picked up the shirt on the ground and put it on her body.

Gu Qiao's eyes fell on Lou Zhuang's beautiful waist, and after a few seconds, he unexpectedly moved forward and kissed the right waist.

There was a numbness in the lower back, and Lou Zhuang stopped buttoning the buttons.

"Gu Qiao."

Gu Qiao lowered his eyelashes, answered vaguely, and landed another kiss on the left side of the waist.

Lou Zhuang turned around and looked down at Gu Qiao: "You just said that you would agree to my request, is it true?"

Gu Qiao nodded without thinking.

Lou Zhuang smiled: "That's good."

2 minutes later--

Gu Qiao lay on the bed, looking at the silver restraints on his wrists and ankles, his expression was dull for a moment.

"Ah Ru."

"Do you like it?" Lou Zhuang said carelessly as she passed her fingertips lightly.

During the three days and three nights here with Gu Qiao, Lou Zhuang wanted to do this more than once.

Now that the practice is successful, Lou Zhuang is in a great mood.

Gu Qiao was very uncomfortable, and said in a negotiating tone, "Ah Ru, please untie this, okay?"

Lou Zhuang: "Not good."

Don't be so double-standard in life, you lock me once, and I lock you once, it's very fair.

Gu Qiao: "."

"Just stay here obediently for the past two days." Lou Zhuang patted his face, her voice rising, "Do you understand?"

Only then did Gu Qiao realize that Lou Zhuang was "revenge" on him.

Pupils trembled twice, and Gu Qiao's voice was hoarse: "Didn't Ah Ru say that you want to go back to work? Let's go back."

Lou Zhuang sat on the side of the bed unhurriedly: "No rush, it's a week's vacation, and it won't be too late for us to go back the day after tomorrow."

Lou Zhuang has always had revenge for revenge, and Guan Xiaohei's revenge must of course be returned to Gu Qiao.

Raising his hand to stop Gu Qiao from going forward to ask for a kiss, Lou Zhuang said righteously: "You can't be sensual."

Gu Qiao: "."

For the next two and a half days, Gu Qiao was tossed hard by the makeup.

Every time he teased him, he would get angry all over, and then he would withdraw mercilessly and slam the door shut with a bang, leaving him to suffer in the small dark room alone.

Gu Qiao lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with dark eyes.

After a long while, he smiled dumbly, raised his arms to cover his eyes, ignored the pleasant tinkling of bells, and covered the dazzling light above his head.

After two and a half days of hard work, Lou Zhuang loosened the restraints on Gu Qiao's hands and feet.

After grabbing the man's slightly messy hair twice, Lou Zhuang said in a casual tone, "Before doing this next time, think about whether you can completely suppress the other party."

Hearing this, Gu Qiao's mind recalled the scene of being pinned down on the bed by Lou Zhuang and forcibly locked, and a tinge of red rose from the tips of his ears.

He stepped forward and put his arms around Lou Zhuang's slender waist, and whispered softly: "Then Ah Ru is not going to divorce me?"

Lou Zhuang answered this point simply: "Never thought about it."

The corners of Gu Qiao's mouth curled up a little, and he hugged him even tighter.

Lou Zhuang and Gu Qiao lived in the seaside villa for six days.

On the seventh day, which was the last day of the holiday, the two walked out of the villa one after the other.

Haven't seen the sun for a long time, Lou Zhuang narrowed his eyes slightly as soon as he walked under the sun.

Chang Qin was already waiting beside the black car, and as soon as the two appeared, they immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

The engine sounded and the black car slid out.

While driving, Chang Qin expressed concern for the health of his parents: "Vice President, how is your health?"

Lou Zhuang is checking the mailbox.

During the six days at the seaside villa, the two of them basically lived an isolated life, with dozens of unread emails accumulated in their mailboxes.

(End of this chapter)