The Young Master’s Bride

Gu Jue's thumping action was too violent, and his leg knocked on the coffee table, and he didn't care about the pain.

His breathing became rough and rapid, and he looked at Chu Baiqing, whose face was reddened with blank and hot eyes.

I don't know what happened to this wine tonight, but I didn't drink much, so I was drunk.

To say that they are not completely drunk, they all know who they are facing each other.

At least I knew that this was wrong, but even if I knew it, I still wanted to continue.

"Chu'er, aren't you hot?" Gu Jue touched Chu Baiqing's lips and asked these words again.

Chu Baiqing's body is of the kind that is relatively cold.

Gu Jue always said, what kind of air conditioner is used in summer, it will cool down if you hold Chu Baiqing.

However, now he is also holding him, but he can't feel the coolness anymore.

It was as if he had a fever, and his body was so hot that he could hardly bear it.

"It's not hot... just out of breath."

At this time, Chu Baiqing thought that she was dreaming, because she was so intimately hugged and pressed, like a lover, how could it be reality.

Gu Jue is not light, and of course he can't breathe.

Gu Jue lifted his clothes directly, pulled them off his neck, and threw them aside.

"Chu'er, why isn't your body cold today?"

Gu Jue opened Chu Baiqing's clothes and touched them directly, but still could not feel the usual coolness.

A strange sensation crossed her body, and Chu Baiqing bit her lip when some sound was about to break through.

Such a subconscious movement, as if ecstatic, caused Gu Jue to explode in an instant.

The thin lips kissed fiercely, unorganized and fierce.

Chu Baiqing's painful instinct to dodge, but Gu Jue held the back of his head, making him unable to hide, and was forced to endure this powerful and domineering kiss.

All the breath in his mouth was looted clean, Chu Baiqing raised his head and drew a beautiful clavicle line.

Gu Jue's kiss all the way down...

Everything is out of control...

Next day

Chu Baiqing's biological clock was very punctual at seven o'clock, awakening him.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a splitting headache.

The head seems to be crushed, the inside is tight and hollow, but the epidermis is painful.

The point is, how does he lie on the carpet?

I just realized that my back hurts when I was about to sit up. It should be the reason why I lay on the floor all night.

Looking at it again, Gu Jue was lying on the sofa...

I just wore a pair of underwear and lay there so carelessly...

Chu Baiqing wanted to get up and give him the blanket, so she sneezed twice.

He usually catches a cold after two big sneezes.

I didn't drink much alcohol last night, why did I become so drunk...

I didn't even remember anything, but vaguely remembered it again. Gu Jue said he was very hot. Then, what happened?

Gu Jue was probably cold too, and when he heard Chu Baiqing's two sneezes, he suddenly woke up.

"Fuck... why are you lying on the ground? Did you sneeze just now?"

Gu Jue was most afraid of Chu Baiqing catching a cold, and it wouldn't be good for a week, especially annoying.

"I still want to ask you, why just lie on the ground and you sleep on the sofa?"

Chu Baiqing smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at Gu Jue's nervous look, he was most afraid of his illness.

"Hey, I fuck... I don't know! Why did I throw you to sleep on the ground? I remember that I was hot... and holding you was not cool, so I took off my clothes, and...fucked..."