Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

"Oh!" This is already Gu Youli, sighing for the Nth time.

And as before, while sighing, he also glanced at Yu Feibai who was sitting next to him and reading.

And Yu Feibai, as before, still ignored her.

"Hey, Yu Feibai!" Gu Youli, who was ignored, called directly.

Yu Feibai only glanced at her faintly, and then remained silent.

Gu Youli pouted dissatisfiedly: "Hey! Answer!"

"What do you want me to answer?" Yu Feibai faintly replied, still looking at the book, his slender fingers turned a page gently.

"What else can you answer, where did Chu Qing go?" Gu Youli glared at him and mumbled.

"Regarding the answer to this question, I have already returned you!" Yu Feibai was indifferent, and his tone was a little unhappy.

Gu Youli snorted coldly: "Military secrets Military secrets, what a big deal, Chu Qing told me about it before when she was out of mission."

Yu Feibai attacked: "She will tell you if she can tell you, metaphorically speaking about training, as for other things, she will never tell you!"

"I'm your wife! Tell me, I really won't tell anyone." Gu Youli tweeted.

Yu Feibai shook his head, saying that he really couldn't say anything.

Gu Youli became angry, and turned his back to Feibai angrily, "You don't love me anymore! No wonder people say that marriage is the tomb of love. There is nothing wrong with that."

Yu Feibai put down the book in his hand, stretched his hand over Gu Youli's body, and raised her chin to stare at her with long fingers.

In the depths of his eyes, Gu Youli saw petting and helplessness.

Gu Youli pursed her lips, and then took off Yu Feibai's fingers, still a little dissatisfied: "Okay, okay, if you just refuse to say it, let it go, then can you tell me about pregnancy, right? What is her punishment?"

Yu Feibai thought for a while, then said mercilessly: "I can't tell you what the punishment is."

Gu Youli immediately lowered his face: "Ah, do you want to keep it secret? You can't say that and that can't be said, then what can you tell me?"

"I can tell you that Chu Qing is fine now!"

"You coax me, I'm so angry, I want to leave home..."

Before the voice fell, Yu Feibai kissed her lips. Gu Youli struggled and whimpered: "Hmm, let me go!"

But gradually, all her struggles were resolved in Feibai's addiction to kissing, and her hands were shoved around Yu Feibai's neck.

When the kiss was very ecstasy, Gu Youli's eyes turned cunningly, and suddenly he stretched out his hand to pull at Feibai's clothes.

Yu Feibai took her hand and said, "What are you going to do?"

"Ask you knowingly," Gu Youli gave him a confused look, then pulled up his shirt, reached in, pressed his skin, and drifted ambiguously.

Yu Feibai held her hand and slid to the strong waist, then hugged her tightly, wishing to melt her into his arms.

He kissed her with emotion, and put his hand in under her clothes. Somewhere in him was firm, and he touched her unceremoniously.

But when he was confused and infatuated, Gu Youli suddenly yelled "Oh".

Then, she raised her finger, stroked her forehead feebly, and said weakly to Feibai: "I don't want it anymore, dizzy and uncomfortable."

Yu Feibai squinted his eyes unwillingly, his eyes penetrating people's hearts: "You deliberately! Phew?"