The Young Master’s Bride

Now he wanted to slow down, but, as if the pace was mechanical, he had completely fixed the frequency and was no longer under his control.

Chu Baiqing felt that his eyes went dark, and he grabbed Gu Jue's arm easily. He shook his head, closed his eyes, and waited for the dizziness to disappear.

Chu Baiqing sighed slightly, more and more frequently.

Gu Jue, who was grabbed by his arm, stopped abruptly, "What's the matter?"

An urgent voice came from the top of Chu Baiqing's head.

"I didn't rest well, I was in a trance!"

Chu Baiqing felt his eyes flashing, one, two, three, or four Gu Jue, his eyes could only be fixed on one, and he said with a smile.

The smile that was even brighter than the sun made Gu Jue completely stunned. It was really a long-lost smile.

"Stop eating, find a hotel and open a room, you sleep!"

After Chu Baiqing appeared, Gu Jue saw that his face was deeply tired and his complexion was not good.

In the past, Chu Baiqing had surgery for two or three days in a row, but she had never been in such a bad state.

He is not cherishing his body more and more.

Chu Baiqing blinked twice, the dizziness disappeared, and his eyes could see clearly.

"Leave Ayan there, okay?" Chu Baiqing did not let go of Gu Jue's arm, but still held on tightly.

What Chu Baiqing meant was to open a room with him, or else he wouldn't say that he would leave Feng Yan aside.

Seeing the smile at the corner of Chu Baiqing's mouth, Gu Jue's Adam's apple couldn't help but slid, and the desire in his body seemed to explode in an instant. This was his instinct, a man's instinct.

Now, just looking at Chu Baiqing's smile, he was about to raise the flag.

The evil fire ran around in the body, spreading to the limbs and corpses, completely out of his control, and urgently needed to be completely released.

"Go." Gu Jue held Chu Baiqing's hand with his backhand, pulled him and walked to the revolving door.

He remembered that when he got off the car, he saw the Hilton Hotel, which was opposite, very close, just across a street.

Chu Baiqing did not speak, but quietly followed Gu Jue, letting him hold his hand.

He moved slightly, his fingers clasped together, he wanted a perfect farewell.

In a foreign country, I didn’t know them, I wouldn’t use someone to come over and say respectfully, "Lord"

No one would call him "Young Master Chu, or Dean Chu..."

Chu Baiqing felt the heat in the palm of her hand, which came from the palm of Gu Jue's hand, and her hand was always cold.

In the past, Gu Jue always asked him, "Why are your hands so cold."

He would jokingly say, "No one hurts!"

Gu Jue would smile and take his hand over and flick it twice, "Does it hurt?"

The two opened a suite. Gu Jue wanted to order something to eat. He was afraid that Chu Baiqing was hungry, but he said no.

After entering the suite, Gu Jue felt as if his body was burned by fire, hot and hot.

The two hadn't been together for several days, and Gu Jue felt dry.

Chu Baiqing let go of Gu Jue's hand and walked to the bedroom. When he reached the door, he turned his head and smiled at Gu Jue.

This kind of laughter has the same meaning as a hook, which is a kind of call.

Gu Jue felt like he had drunk a 60-degree liquor suddenly, with the momentum reaching his forehead.

He walked past a few steps and followed Chu Baiqing into the bedroom.

Before he reached the bed, he pulled Chu Baiqing's arm.