Chapter 2
Xiao Yi impatiently ripped her off her body, the chair had already turned back, "Go out and bring the door."
Writing novels is a job that requires a quiet environment, and when there are people, thoughts are easily disturbed.
Gu wanted to know that he had issued an eviction order. The tears on her face were still dry, and the apple in her hand didn't know where it had gone. She didn't dare to provoke Xiao Yi rashly, this man was too scary. To a certain extent, he controls her life and death.
As soon as Gu Xiang went out, Xiao Yi continued the plot just now.
The meeting between the Qin family's parents and Song Wan was not so much a meeting as a torture session. Song Wan's family conditions, the nature of her parents' work, and her own future development are all under torture. Such a conversation is undoubtedly anxious and disturbing, but fortunately, with Qin Zeshu, he has been holding her hand tightly, so that she can have the strength to deal with Qin's parents.
After saying goodbye to Qin's parents, Qin Zeshu sent her home, but he was blocked at the door and asked him to break up with Song Wan.
Xiao Yi rubbed his temples, feeling that it was extremely painful to write, and it was too bloody.
After the latest chapter was released, it was getting late, and he didn't plan to continue. He opened Lu Jinjiang's page and read the comments. Most people were guessing the next plot direction. However, if an author is so easy to see through, how can the subsequent plot be updated?
Xiao Yi turned off the computer, stood up, stretched, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then went back to the room. Once the bright lights in the room were turned on, when he saw the person on the bed clearly, his eyes were already gone. Dangerously squinting, "Get out!"
Gu Xiangzheng was lying on his bed, huddled in a ball. His eyes were stimulated by the strong light, and after struggling to focus for a while, he gradually recovered and whimpered, "Xiao Yi, I'm really scared."
Xiao Yi walked to the bed step by step, holding the quilt with his fingers, "If you can't get up , I'll lift it."
She immediately panicked, and stretched out her hands to hold his hand, preventing him from lifting it, "No!"
How could Xiao Yi listen to her words, he exerted force on his hand, and the feather-thin silk quilt was lifted, but then he covered her again with a faster speed, turned around quickly, and his voice was a little anxious, " Put on your clothes." Under the
quilt, Gu Xiang was wearing a white suspender skirt, which perfectly outlined her figure and was very sexy. Although it was only a glance, but just now she was lying there, Xiao Yi felt that she was like a fairy.
Xiao Yi's heart was pounding violently. It's not that he didn't have a girlfriend, but to a certain extent, he was unemployed. Such a sexy and exciting scene has only appeared in the midnight movie, and I can't stand it right away.
What's more, Gu Xiang is a vicious supporting actress. Being young and beautiful and having an excellent figure are her weapons to capture men. In this regard, she has an absolute advantage.
Xiao Yi felt a pair of white and slender arms embrace from his waist, and then his waist tightened, and his heart skipped a beat.
Gu Xiang's exquisite body tightly clings to his back, the fingers in front of him are hooked, and he dishonestly unbuttons his buttons, one by one. Stiff, even the threat seemed to reveal a guilty conscience, "Gu Xiang, believe it or not I'll throw you out now?"
"You're in a hurry." Gu Xiang held his face and whispered triumphantly in his ear.
Xiao Yi almost went crazy.
"Mr. Xiao, you have a great figure!" She pressed close to his ear, the fragrance came up, her voice was ambiguous, and she praised him without hesitation.
Xiao Yi forced himself to calm down, Gu Xiang was just a paper person, what was sex and love with her?
As soon as he understood this, he calmed down and began to regain the initiative in terms of momentum. Xiao Yi pulled her hand off, pushed her away with pity, got up and took a blanket from his closet, and wrapped it around her regardless. Holding her hand and not letting her continue to make small movements, only then did she begin to have an equal conversation with her.
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