175: C175 This Is also Called Moving You

C175 This Is also Called Moving You

Downstairs, the fencing room.

Tang Beiyue suddenly thought of something and his expression turned ugly.

No wonder that man ran away during the duel with Gong Mingchuan. At that time, he had been looking out the window. Could it be that he had already noticed Le Youyou falling down from the window?

He was stabbed, but he turned around and left without saying a word. Now, he thought that he was not willing to give up on Le Youyou because he lost the bet. He had long decided to chase after Le Youyou and find that woman before everyone else.

Tang Beiyue regretted the past.

He had been delayed for so long. Only then did he realize that Youyou had disappeared.

Had Gong Mingchuan found her long ago?

Where would he take his fiancée to?

Tang Beiyue punched the wall hard. "What are you waiting for? Go and find her!"

He really shouldn't have let Gong Mingchuan leave Tang family.

That man had always kept a close eye on his own things, protecting his own things just like how Old Eagle protected his children.

In order to protect his own things, he could become sinister and cunning.

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At the motel.

The morning sunlight shone through the curtains. Youyou opened her eyes and rubbed her forehead tiredly. The sunlight was slightly glaring. She raised her arm to cover her eyes and seemed to want to sleep for a while more. Suddenly, she found a slender arm lying on her chest.

She turned her face and saw Gong Mingchuan's quiet and handsome sleeping face.

He slept very soundly, but his brow slightly wrinkled. His arm forcefully wrapped around her body. She tried to escape from his embrace, but even if he fell asleep, he still hugged her tightly.

Because of the medicinal effects last night, it was extremely chaotic. There was a kind of hangover pain in her head, and her brain short-circuited for a moment, forgetting what she had done last night.

She seemed to have chatted with him for the whole night and cried for the whole night. She had never said so much. She still remembered that she did not admit who she was, but he swore that he would not touch her again before the divorce.

But what was with his arms around her chest?

Could it be that what he said was not touching her, but not possessing her?

At this moment, Gong Mingchuan narrowed his eyes and woke up.

He lazily lay on the blanket, slightly narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Is your body still uncomfortable?"

Youyou shook her head.

After washing the cold water for the whole night, she naturally did not feel uncomfortable.

Her mind gradually came back to the present and there was some dull pain in her heart. It was probably because he had told her about her sister.

Love is restraint, he taught her this!

She thought that she would continue to feel the same pain as last night, but now her heart was much better than she had imagined.

Perhaps it was because she cried too hard last night and spoke too much of her heart, and the depression she had accumulated over the past few days had been relieved, her mood could still be considered calm.

Gong Mingchuan stared at her deeply. His phoenix eyes were still the same as before, and they were filled with burning passion and entanglement towards her. He saw that her expression was fleeting, so he reached out his hand and gently caressed her cheek.

His movements were natural. It was as if there was something on her face that made him love her dearly.1

His fingertips were slightly cold as they brushed past her face, causing her heart to palpitate like never before. . .

When she regained her senses, she discovered that his fingertips had suddenly touched her lips. They spun in a circle before suddenly coming to a stop.

"Your lips haven't been fixed. . . " After he finished making his judgment, his finger suddenly reached into her cherry lips.

He stirred it for a moment.

Youyou was shocked.

This action seemed to be hinting at something.

Seeing her embarrassed and embarrassed look, He laughed loudly, withdrew his fingers, and smiled gently.

His smile was evil and natural, and she became angrier and angrier. She was so angry that she was trembling.

He loved to tease her like this.

Suddenly, his hand moved along her cheek and brushed past the light blue veins on her neck. He grabbed her shoulder and put her on the bed. He leaned over and kissed her lips.

Her eyes widened, and she shouted with difficulty through the gaps between her teeth: "You bastard! Didn't you say you wouldn't touch me before your divorce?"

"Why would I touch you? The man looked very aggrieved and smiled devilishly. "Touch you, kiss you, and suppress you. . . This is also called touching you?"

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