137: C137 She's Mine

C137 She's Mine

In the hotel room.

Le Youyou went into the bathroom to take a shower while Tang Beiyue sat on the bed to treat the wound on his arm.

He glanced at the bathroom and saw a slender shadow on the frosted glass of the bathroom.

He was a normal man. Although he had a woman before, he had never seen a woman like Youyou. It made him feel pity and love for her.

Le Youyou washed for ten minutes and Tang Beiyue's deep eyes looked at the glass door of the bathroom for ten minutes.

After a moment, Le Youyou cried out in shock, "Beiyue, I did not change my clothes. . . "

Tang Beiyue was in a bit of a dilemma. He did not have any female clothes here, so he asked his assistant to buy them. At this time, they were probably all closed.

He went to the closet to take out a striped shirt and knocked on the bathroom door. Le Youyou opened the door and stretched out her arms that were wet and dripping with water. Her fingers were slender and slender like green onions. Her nails were trimmed perfectly, and they were pink and tender, giving off an alluring luster.

Tang Beiyue stuffed the clothes into her hands, but his gaze followed along her arm all the way to the inside. However, it was blocked by a door and nothing could be seen clearly.

Unconsciously, he started to pant. He pulled open his collar, and the heat on his body lessened a little. However, his voice was still somewhat hoarse: "Youyou, he said. This is my shirt. Take it and wear it first. "

Le Youyou felt a little awkward. She did not want to wear his clothes.

But she still took it.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Tang Beiyue was a little irritated and was disturbed. He shouted, "Who is it?"

"Waiter. I'll send you supper. " It really was the voice of the waiter who often served him.

"Wait a minute. "

Tang Beiyue closed the bathroom door and went to open it. When the door was opened, a gust of wind that caught him off guard blew towards him. Even though he had the foundation of scattered punches, he did not have the time to dodge and took the punch.

Tang Beiyue took a few steps back and stabilized his body. Gong Mingchuan had already stepped into the bathroom with his apocalyptic aura.

His phoenix eyes were pitch black, as if there was a deep anger in them. His eyes searched around and finally locked onto the bathroom.

He kicked the door open.

Le Youyou heard the noise outside and hurriedly put on her clothes. But before she could put it on, Gong Mingchuan kicked the door open.

Le Youyou widened her eyes in shock. The man's shirt in her hand suddenly slid down from her hand.

She hurriedly picked it up and wanted to put it on, but the man had seen everything. She was so nervous that she could not put it on. She could only put the shirt on to cover her upper body, but it covered her upper body and lower body.

Le Youyou's face was ugly and she almost squeezed out her tears.

Gong Mingchuan just stood there coldly. His eyes fell on the man's shirt in her hand. His pupils contracted and his eyes were red.

In the end, Le Youyou simply did not wear it and put on her sexy purple dress. Although her entire body was filled with the smell of gasoline, this dress was very easy to wear and she immediately put it on.

Gong Mingchuan still stared at him deeply. His eyes were filled with anger and a trace of undetectable pain.

Le Youyou felt that she had been caught and raped.

But she and Beiyue did not do anything.

Even if they did something, what did it have to do with him?

Le Youyou wanted to walk out of the bathroom, but he stopped her at the door. Le Youyou shouted in a low voice, "Gong Mingchuan, get out of the way!"

She was a little afraid of his gloomy eyes. The strong lines on his arms were taut, which proved what kind of anger was brewing in his explosive body.0

If he was really angry, he would definitely do it on the spot without any regard for his family.

She felt a little helpless.

"Gong Mingchuan!" Tang Beiyue walked over and wiped the corner of his mouth. The corner of his mouth was broken by his unexpected punch. The left side of his face was also bruised and swollen.

He stared coldly at Gong Mingchuan. "This is my room. Get out!"

Gong Mingchuan pointed at the woman in the bathroom. "But, she is mine!"

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