Gu Changle was stunned, and the soft expression on her face became stiff.
"Tianze, what's wrong with you?" She was worried.
But Shao Tianze hugged her strongly and kissed her lips regardless of the occasion.
He kissed her fiercely. The entanglement of their lips and tongues carried a kind of bone-deep dominance and toughness.
Although Gu Changle felt that Shao Tianze was so strange, she began to sink little by little with his kiss.
Although it was a little overbearing, the strong possessiveness made her feel it deeply.
Was it because of love that he had such a strong possessiveness?
Gu Changle's little hands climbed up Shao Tianze's chest. When her reason collapsed with her instinct, she unbuttoned his shirt and hugged his waist with both hands.
Such an action of hugging seemed to make Shao Tianze receive great encouragement, and even his action became a little heavier.
Gu Changle's expression was delicate and shy. She looked up at Shao Tianze, but her heart was tickled by the fine sweat on his forehead and the burning eyes that were fixed on her. Her lips opened slightly, and she couldn't help whispering softly.
She screamed.
Shao Tianze's action suddenly stopped, and his pupils became darker.
Gu Changle covered her lips with her fingers and looked at Shao Tianze with blurred eyes, "What's wrong … ah …"
Before she could finish this sentence, Shao Tianze leaned over and kissed her lips, swallowing all her whispers into his stomach.
Her skin was dripping with fragrant sweat.
It was dark outside the window, and there were pearl-like fireworks rising and exploding over Harbor City from time to time.
The ambiguous warm light in the room shone on the side of the woman's face.
Shao Tianze took off his glasses. His eyes were narrow and handsome, like a flying phoenix. When he squinted slightly, the woman felt that her heart was locked in an instant.
Gu Changle's side face was sweet, and her sleeping appearance was as serene and charming as a princess.
But why did he keep thinking of Gu Changge on New Year's Eve tonight?
It was like … seeing Gu Changge.
From the moment Gu Changle took the initiative to snuggle into his arms, he was in a trance as if he was hugging his wife who had been married for more than ten years.
His eyes were dark, and there seemed to be ice at the bottom of his eyes.
Shao Tianze leaned forward slightly and tucked Gu Changle's hair behind her ear with his fingers. He rubbed her smooth and tender skin with his thumb and pressed his thin and straight lips on her face.
In the past, Gu Changge would also sleep beside her defenselessly like this.
However, he would never touch her, not even a finger, when she was asleep.
Because, even if he was just putting on a show, he was already mentally and physically exhausted.
Gu Changge … wasn't a woman that he could touch whenever he wanted.
He stayed by her side and accompanied her for more than ten years just so that one day, he could ride on the wind and soar to the top.
Now that he had already used her, why was he still thinking about her?
He reminded himself not to think about it, but he still stopped Gu Changle from making a sound when he was impulsive.
Gu Changge would never make a sound without emotion. Her unbearable look had been deeply engraved in his heart for more than ten years.
It was the first New Year's Eve that he wasn't with her. He couldn't help but think of her.
…
On New Year's Eve, it was still lively until the early morning.
As soon as the New Year's bell rang, flowers bloomed over the whole Harbor City, and the sky was dyed with colorful fireworks.
The falling stars of various colors were like meteors with lovely tails.
Song Yunxuan looked out of the window, and her eyes were a little dazed.
The door was gently pushed open, and there was still a hung up phone beside her hand.
Chu Mochen walked in silently. Song Yunxuan stared out of the window. After seeing Chu Mochen's figure in the window glass, she turned back and reluctantly showed a smile of insincerity on her face, "Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year."
Chu Mochen also wished her a happy New Year.
The slight haze in Song Yunxuan's eyes was swept away little by little, and her pupils became black and bright again, "I'm sorry that you can't go back to Yuncheng for the New Year."
She said so, thinking that Chu Mochen would comfort her and say that it didn't matter.
Unfortunately, the result was quite different from what she thought.
Chu Mochen looked at her with his deep eyes, and his voice was magnetic and low, "Then, how will you make it up to me?"
The voice was soft, but it seemed to have an incomparably seductive power, drilling into Song Yunxuan's heart bit by bit.
Song Yunxuan stared at his eyes, and pursed her lips, "I …"
"This is my first New Year's Eve with you. You have to impress me more."
After saying that, he raised his hand to hook her delicate and white chin, and pressed his thin and cold lips on her lips.
Song Yunxuan's heart jumped, and she instinctively wanted to push him away. But Chu Mochen held her wrist like a spring breeze and rain, and pushed her down on the soft big bed.
Her kissing skills were conservative and stubborn, but Chu Mochen could guide her lingering sweet and bewitching heat wave.
The blood in her limbs and bones was guided to heat up and boil little by little.
Song Yunxuan turned her face away, and her cheeks were crimson. She was gasping for breath, trying to calm herself down.
But Chu Mochen gently peeled off the clothes on her shoulders, and pressed his lips on her smooth and round shoulder.
When her skin touched the air, even if it was not cold, the warm lips made her shiver.
"Hey, wait …"
"What?" He answered vaguely, and his voice had been hoarse.
"I haven't taken a bath yet."
The man's movement stopped a little.
Song Yunxuan felt that Chu Mochen might give up like this. Unexpectedly, Chu Mochen's eyes flashed with a charming smirk, and his mood was a little happy, "Then let's do it together."
"Hey, no … Put me down first …"
The bathroom door was opened, and Chu Mochen turned over and closed the door.
Song Yunxuan was held by him. As soon as the door was closed, he changed her posture and pressed her against the door. His eyes were bright, and they were straight into her pupils.
He asked her in a hoarse voice, "Here or in the bathtub?"
Song Yunxuan was slightly stunned, and instantly understood what he meant, "Today is not suitable … Oh …"
Before she finished her words, his hot kiss was on her.
The thin, straight, sexy lips had a palpitating temperature. Song Yunxuan's lips were sucked by him, and she was a little confused. Two thin eyebrows were raised, and her snow-white eyes with long black eyelashes made her look particularly attractive.
Seeing her appearance, Chu Mochen slowly closed his eyes and deepened the kiss attentively.
He liked her so much that he wanted to rub it into his bones.
However, it was also because of this that he wanted to keep him away from these disputes.
But Song Yunxuan saw Xiao Luo, and she was … entangled with Xiao Family.
He held her waist with his fingers and pressed her against the door.
Song Yunxuan wanted to control the balance. Her body was like a soft vine, entangling his body instinctively.
Her slender and white legs were wrapped around his body, and the kiss became confused.
Her breathing became hot.
Her mind began to collapse bit by bit, and the whole space became a net, firmly binding her, so that she could only listen to the heavier breathing and let herself sink.
The buttons of the clothes were unbuttoned, and there were his slightly cold fingertips on the smooth and tender skin.
The scorching thin lips ironed the skin, and went deep into the tenderness covered by the clothes bit by bit.
Song Yunxuan's fingers pushed against his chest, but she couldn't use her strength, and could only support him weakly.
Chu Mochen's body pressed over, and she was completely covered. There were no sweet words, and every minute of the air flow made her heart beat faster and out of control.
Suddenly —
An abrupt ringing from low to high rang, and the light notes jumped in the air, like a stream passing into the ears.
Chu Mochen didn't care about this phone call.
Song Yunxuan's mind was forcibly pulled back by the ringtone of the mobile phone.
It was Xiao Luo!
It was Xiao Luo's phone call.
She came back to consciousness, and held Chu Mochen's shoulder hard. Her eyes were still hazy and watery, "I … I need to answer the phone."
"Leave it alone."
Chu Mochen pressed over again.
Song Yunxuan turned her head and didn't accept his kiss.
Such a cold response showed her refusal.
The expression on Chu Mochen's face gradually calmed down a little, and the collar that had not been pulled open was also untied at this time.
There was a thin layer of sweat on his skin, as if the movement just now was too intense, causing the thin layer of sweat to seep out.
The soft light shone on Chu Mochen's skin, which was as thin as pearls.
Song Yunxuan knew that Chu Mochen would be unhappy, but there was no way.
She slowly loosened Chu Mochen, and her small and soft body left his arms. She went back to the bedroom, stretched out her white and thin wrist, and took the vibrating mobile phone.
There was a strange voice on the phone.
Song Yunxuan only had time to say one sentence, "Hello …"
Suddenly, a girl's panicked cry came from the other side, "Come quickly! Come on! Come on … "
The girl's cry was so helpless and panicked.
Song Yunxuan frowned, and she had a bad feeling, "Who are you? Why do you call me with Loki's mobile phone? Where are you now?! "
The girl had no time to answer other things, but answered her with a voice that was almost out of breath because of crying, "I'm Xiao Dao, I'm Xiao Dao …"
She repeated the name unconsciously.
But Song Yunxuan remembered the name in an instant.
Xiao Dao was the girl who followed Loki when he met her in Shenshui. She was a foreigner, but she had a good relationship with Loki.
She cried like this because Loki had an accident.
Her face became cold and tense, "Calm down, where are you? Tell me. "
"We are … we are …" The girl seemed to want to say where she was, but when she repeated the words intermittently and wanted to say the address, she suddenly found that she didn't know the way.
"In Shenshui!"
A man with a strange accent gasped and roared.
Over there, Xiao Dao seemed to nod fiercely, "In Shenshui … It's in Shenshui. Come on, come on! If you come late, he will be dead! "
Dead?
What happened to Xiao Luo? Why was it so serious?!
Song Yunxuan took a breath to calm herself down, "Where is he in Shenshui?"
"In Shenshui Black Dragon Street!"
Black Dragon Street …
Song Yunxuan held the mobile phone with her fingers, and her eyes slowly became cold.
Black Dragon Street.
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