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C360 Young Master Gong Who Was Spewing Blood

There's something wrong with the atmosphere between the three of us.

Gong Mingchuan stood in the corridor with his hands on the railing. He looked down at Ouyang Shuo, who was sitting in the wheelchair. The wind was blowing, the moon was shining, and the moon was strong.

Ouyang smiled. "Mr. Gong, don't let me see you bully my wife again next time. Otherwise, I won't be polite to Mr. Gong anymore. "

Gong Mingchuan was speechless. "

Why did Ouyang's personality change?

"Aren't you guys just getting married?" Gong Mingchuan asked, "I went to investigate your file. You are not married at all. "

Ouyang Shuo pushed his wheelchair back to his room and said: "Without a certificate, it does not mean you are not married. Didn't Mr. Gong know the customs of marriage in China? After the wedding ceremony and exchanging the wedding ring, you will get married. . . "

Gong Mingchuan's face immediately darkened.

Even he had never held a wedding ceremony or exchanged wedding rings with Le Youyou!

And Ouyang had actually done it!

Mr. Gong once again tasted jealousy!

He originally thought that by moving to the Han family, he would be able to get close to that woman. He did not expect that Ouyang, the light bulb with broken wires, would suddenly be repaired. It actually began to shine brightly.

Snatching a woman from him? Ouyang, you are still too young!

Gong Mingchuan walked towards his room, but suddenly, he felt a pain in his foot. He lifted his foot, and a disc quietly lay at his feet.

It was the disc Yu Qiao had given him.

Gong Mingchuan picked up the disc and was curious about the contents of the disc. He took it to his bedroom and put it in the CD box on his laptop.

The computer screen lit up and a blood-boiling scene appeared.

The female lead in the scene was actually Youyou!

In the video! There were only two scenes. One was the bathroom, and the other was the bedroom bed.

The woman was either taking a shower or sleeping on the bed.

In the bathroom, she was standing in the dream bathroom. Her body was hazy and beautiful in the mist.

In the bedroom, she was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. The thin blanket was kicked away by her, revealing a large piece of beautiful back.

And on her back, on the skin near her right shoulder, there was actually a blood red butterfly tattoo.

There was a tattoo on her back?

How could he not know?!

When did the tattoo appear? Who gave it to her? Was it a f * cking man or a woman who did it for her? If it was a man who did it for her, who the f * ck would do it?!

In an instant, a series of questions flashed across Gong Mingchuan's mind.

His face was as black as ink.

However, the back lines of the woman in the video were so beautiful. He looked at her as if he was also by her side. His chest once again burst with a trace of warmth.

He suddenly remembered that he had not been intimate with her for a long time.

He untied the button on his collar, held the mouse, and played the video repeatedly. He looked from head to toe, from top to bottom. . .1

Without realizing it, there were suddenly a lot of bright red drops of water on the table.

Damn it, a pool of blood suddenly appeared in front of him, could it be that he had seen a ghost?

He thought of the horror movie and could not help looking up at the ceiling. He thought that there would be a bloody corpse dripping with blood, but the ceiling was bare, not even a shadow could be seen, let alone a ghost. . .

Then where did this blood come from?

Suddenly, Xiang Chen pushed open the door and entered. "Young master!" He saw Gong Mingchuan's face and exclaimed, "Why is your nose bleeding. . . "

Gong Mingchuan was stunned.

Damn it! Did this blood belong to him?

A trace of regret flashed across Gong Mingchuan's face. He reached out his hand to wipe his nose and the blood on his hand.

It turned out that after watching the video, he actually had a nosebleed.

He suddenly realized that Xiang Chen was by his side, and even his eyes started to look at his computer screen. Gong Mingchuan immediately closed the computer, took a tissue, and stuffed it into his nose. He asked seriously, "What's the matter?"

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