s.what kind of relationship can be seen by parentsLu Xianyi fixed her eyes on Shangguan Mo's handsome face. "Lord Shangguan, my sister already knows very well what you want. Is your love for my sister...Chapter 1981

she sleeps obediently in bed every night, but when he wakes up at night, she is no longer in his arms.

she would still sleep curled up in the dark wardrobe alone. He had thought of asking the maid to remove the wardrobe, but he didn't dare.

he was afraid that if he removed the wardrobe, she would disappear and hide in a place where he could not find it.

she is very good these days. She eats and sleeps obediently, but she doesn't talk to him anymore.

Gu Yuejin sat on the bed, he reached out his hand, and his slender fingers fell on her soft and charming little face and gently caressed it.

Ye Ling was wearing a silk nightdress, black. Because she slept on her side, the thin shoulder straps on Ying's weak right shoulder fell off, and her two fine white legs curled up together, doing nothing. Even an unintentional sleeping position was more shocking and seductive than the limited number of pictures seen by Gu Yuejin when she was young. Confused.

Gu Yujin bowed her head and blocked her red lips fiercely.

Ye Ling felt breathless, as if some big stone had been pressed up, and Yu Jie trembled slightly. She twisted her eyebrow and opened her eyes, and Gu Ye-jin's handsome face shrank and enlarged in her line of sight.

two small hands quickly touched his chest and pushed him away. "Gu Yuejin, don't touch me!"

"awake" Gu Yuejin strongly imprisoned her in her arms, her hot breath sprayed thin on her delicate muscles, with fatal danger, "all right, I've been waiting for you for several days. I can't wait any longer."

Ye Ling's little days are really gone. He pinches the days, and it's impossible for him to be a vegetarian and become a monk all the time.

Ye Ling saw the marks on his face, as if he had been beaten out. "have you been in a fight"

"Yes, your concubine Fan Siming rushed into my office and punched me."

Gu Yuejin also showed her amazing talent in acting. If Fan Siming or his private secretary were present, she would be dumbfounded. Oh, my God, he. How did he have the nerve to describe himself as an innocent and poor little white flower

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Ye Ling completely ignores his acting skills. Everyone is in the same trade, and her acting skills are no worse than him. "you deserve it. Fan Siming beat you well. You are the one who wants to be taught a lesson!"

Ye Ling tried to push him away again. "Gu Ye-jin, don't be too angry. If you get beat up outside, you will vent your anger on the woman!"

"Oh," Gu Yuejin rolled out a hoarse laugh from her throat. "I'll take it out on you. Who made your concubine upset me"

concubine

is there something wrong with him

"Gu Yuejin, let go of me, are you strong What kind of fun did you find in the traitor "

Gu Yuejin pressed her two white wrist buckles on top of her head with three fingers, and then "brushed" the belt off her waist. "Shh, Mrs. Gu, don't resist, I've put up with you for a long time."

Ye Ling's forehead was bumped against the head of the bed.

soon he wrapped her head in his palm and dragged her back. Ye Ling looked loosely at the crystal chandelier overhead. She suddenly thought of him, a cleanliness addict, who was so anxious that he didn't even take a bath.

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I don't know how long Ye Ling was trapped in that warm and delicate chest, and the well-fed Gu Yijin had fallen asleep.

Ye Ling moved gently and withdrew from his arms, then reached out and picked up the mobile phone he had placed on the bedside.

she sent a text message to Fan Fu-I promised to cooperate with you.

Ye Ling deleted the **S and put the phone back after the **S was sent successfully.

she got out of bed and went to the dresser and took out the secret book Lin Shuiyao gave her from the drawer.

there is an interesting page in the jianghu secret book about how to give a man a palace punishment.ared snacks for him at any time. She was kind of bleary. After all, her belly was his child, which was his few fatherly love for his children.Lin Budan shook his head. "I don't want to eat.""Why I ask...