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It's around eight o'clock in the evening, in the depths of winter, and by this point, it's already freezing cold.

There are not many people in the community, only a few people come in and out of the community occasionally.

At this time, a silver-white Mercedes-Benz was parked downstairs in Li Yuan.

On such a cold day, the Mercedes-Benz rolled down its window and let the cold wind pour into the car.

Ning Qinghong was sitting in the driver's seat. He was wearing a light gray casual sweater, with slim but straight shoulders.

There was a camel coat outside the sweater, and he kept his hand on the car window. He wore an old-looking watch on his wrist. He lit a cigarette with the other hand, put it to his thin lips, took a puff, and slowly exhaled. Green smoke and white mist.

He raised his head and looked at a window of one of the apartments. His whole figure seemed to be melting into the shadows.

Qing Jun's handsome features, his face was gloomy and unclear.

The cigarette was almost burned out with a slender finger holding a piece of gray-white ashes.

He flicked the ashes twice on the car ashtray and took another drag.

Zilian's cigarette penetrated his heart and spleen, and the taste of nicotine was very refreshing.

Ning Qinghong put out the cigarette butt, threw it in the car ashtray, and took out a mobile phone.

He took out a new number card and replaced it.

Ning Qinghong's beautiful eyes were a little dim:

Don't use a new number. Use the previous number to call Maomao. She won't answer.

Sliding his slender fingers, he took a deep breath and dialed the mobile phone number he knew by heart.

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In the small apartment.

In the living room, it was very quiet, except for the heavy breathing sounds of a man and a woman intertwining their necks.

Gu casually sat on Fu Changye's body.

Her little face was flushed, her two little hands went around the man's neck, and her fingers dug into his hard and strong back.

She lay on his chest and took everything he gave her.

The mobile phone placed on the sofa rang. The sudden ringing startled the little benefactor who was addicted to it. She trembled and her body stiffened slightly and tightened.

At the moment when the critical point is reached.

The muscles in Fu Changye's back tightened, and he let out a sexy groan from the depths of his throat, holding the little girl in his arms tightly.

The force was so strong that it seemed like he was trying to rub her into his arms.

Gu Suiran's whole body was as soft as mud. This posture was so shameful.

She was in his arms, at his mercy.

She felt as if she were in a small boat.

Swinging, ups and downs in the strong wind and waves.

Every second I feel like I will be suffocated the next second.

"Little benefactor."

The satisfied man called her with a hoarse, low voice with a sexy aftertaste.

Lowering his head slightly, his thin lips kissed her black hair carefully.

I felt so much love and affection for the little girl in my arms.

Gu Suiyi lay limply in Fu Changye's arms, his whole body soaked with sweat.

"what"

She groaned, her cheeks were flushed with emotion, her mouth was pursed, and she was unhappy. pb

Old man always goes too far when he bullies her

Just now, you shouldn't have agreed to his nonsense and just did this posture once.

Can I come to this position casually?

woo woo woo woo

Now it feels like my whole body has been disassembled, and I feel extremely uncomfortable.

She was deceived by him

Fu Changye lowered his eyes, his dark pupils looked deeply at her shy and angry appearance, his thin lips curled up, and he suddenly smiled: "Do it again."

Gu Suiran: ""

If she did it again, she thought she would die.

At this time, Gu Ran suddenly remembered that someone called him just now.

The mobile phone was on the coffee table. She didn't want to pay attention to the old man who bullied her, so she quickly changed the subject: "Someone called me just now. Let me see who it is. Fu Changye, please calm down."

Call him Fu Changye, Xiaomao'er feels awkward and shy at this time.

The old man had a smile on his lips, he was satisfied, and whatever the little benefactor said was whatever he wanted.

Gu Sui's small body twisted slightly, and he reached out and took the phone over.

At first glance, it was a missed call from Anwan.

Why are you calling her at this time of night?

Ask her if the proposal was successful

With her fingers sliding, she wanted to call An Wan back.

At this moment, another call suddenly came through, and Gu's casual white hand just crossed the answer button.

She didn't pay attention and picked it up directly.

"Mao Mao." As soon as he picked up the call, a clear and slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.

This voice was so familiar and identifiable that even if she didn't hear the name, she would know who it was right away.

Gu Sui's flushed face looked obviously stunned, and he bit his lip.

It seems that Wei Wei is a little distracted.

Fu Changye heard the word "cat".

Who would call the little gold master Maomao?

There is only the actor Ning.

Fu Changye looked deeply at the little girl in his arms in front of him.

Her stunned look was reflected in the man's dark and deep eyes, and no subtle changes in expression were missed.

Fu Changye frowned slightly, stretched out his big hand, and took the phone away from Gu Suiran's hand forcefully and domineeringly.

"Fu Changye, what are you doing?" Gu casually glared at him.

Fu Changye threw the phone on the side of the sofa.

The phone is still talking.

The man's dark eyes slowly glanced at the phone, his dry thin lips rubbed her little ear, and he almost whispered:

"Little donor, how can you not be serious about your work?"

Gu Suiran: ""

Gu Suiyi glared at him fiercely, and she wanted to get up from him, but the man's big and strong hands still held her slender waist firmly.

Forcing her to lie in his arms.

As if he deliberately wanted to let the person on the other end of the phone know, he squeezed Gu Suiran's waist with his big hand, and Gu Suiran couldn't bear it and let out a slight gasp.

He didn't come out just now.

Gu Sui looked at Fu Changye with wide eyes, a pair of misty apricot eyes: "Fu Changye, please don't"

Her tone was delicate and soft, a little frightened and a little pitiful.

I just vented my anger, why did the old man react again?

Fu Changyejun had a lazy and mischievous expression on his face, and his dark eyes looked at Gu Xiaogong, who was about to cry or not, with a faint smile.

Deliberately causing mischief to torture her, his head was grinding her.

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On the other side of the phone, Ning Qinghong called, and he could only faintly hear Gu Ran's voice: "Maomao, what are you doing?"

The voice that was quite far away was obviously not speaking to him.

Ning Qinghong was already excited that Maomao could answer the phone and didn't hang up immediately.

Immediately, he called twice more: "Cat, Cat, Cat, are you listening to the phone?"

The phone screen on the side of the sofa flickered.

Gu Suiran felt extremely ashamed.

At this moment, she didn't even pay attention to who was on the other end of the phone, lying in Fu Changye's arms.

The intense tension and overwhelming sense of shame made her almost cry.

Her body became more sensitive and she was covered in fragrant sweat.

That fragile nerve was so tight that it seemed like it would break in the next second.

However, old man Fu seemed to do it on purpose.

As this was not enough, he stretched out his long arm and took the mobile phone that was thrown to the side of the sofa. With a calm expression on his stern face, he put the mobile phone to Gu Suiran's ear.

The corners of his thin lips slowly curved into a wicked smile, and his voice was low and hoarse:

"Little benefactor, Ning Yingdi called you, do you want to say a few words to him?"

Gu Suiran bit his red lip, his chest rising and falling rapidly due to shame.

She shook her little head violently at Fu Changye, her almond-shaped eyes filled with water, and stared at him again, silently ordering him to hang up the phone.

But at this time, Mr. Fu would never pay attention to her request.

With a very powerful movement, Gu Suiran almost screamed, and bit his pink lips desperately.

Because he bit so hard, there seemed to be some blood on the corners of his lips.

Reflected on her fair little face, the blood stains were even more obvious.

The more she endured, the more she refused to speak out.

The desire to conquer and jealousy in Mr. Fu's heart became more and more troublesome.

The more he wanted to have Mr. Gu Xiaojin shout into his cell phone at this moment.

His actions were truly merciless, domineering and powerful.

It almost broke her bones into her belly, even the way he looked at her.

With scarlet and straightforward mature manly eyes, he captured her firmly.

"Fu Fu Changye, I don't want it anymore."

Unable to bear it anymore, Gu casually opened his small mouth and bit Fu Changye's neck, biting down hard.

His neck was bitten fiercely by Gu Suiran, but Fu Changye seemed not to feel the pain. He still held the phone in his big palm and pressed it against Gu Suiran's cheek.

Over there, Ning Qinghong seemed to notice something was wrong.

After calling Maomao several times, his clear voice sounded a little confused: "Maomao, what are you doing, Cat?"

Fu Changye stared at her confused and absent-minded face, and said in a deep voice: "Little gold master, answer him and tell him what you are doing."

Gu Suiran almost collapsed, whimpering and shaking his head.

He used a lot of force, and his voice was sexy, as if he was leading and bewitching: "Little benefactor, be good, tell him."

Gu casually clung to Fu Changye's body, biting his lips tightly.

She took a deep breath, tried her best to pretend that nothing happened, and squeezed out a sentence through her fine white teeth: "Get out of here."

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously shocked by this statement.

After several seconds of silence, Fu Changye and Gu Suiran heard Ning Qinghong's hoarse voice:

"Mao Mao, do you hate me so much? Do you hate me?"

But no one answered Ning Qinghong.

The little benefactor's attitude toward Movie Emperor Ning satisfied the jealous old man Fu.

He stopped torturing Gu Xiaogong and directly cut off the phone.

He tossed the phone aside carelessly.

Gu Suijian hung up the phone, and in an instant, the tense nerves in his head relaxed completely.

She couldn't help it anymore, no longer biting her lip, and followed Fu Changye up and down.

Her little head was dizzy, and her face had a lost expression.

She heard the moans escaping from her mouth

Fu Changye held her small face with his big palm, raised her pointed chin, and kissed her heavily with his thin lips.

He blocked all her broken moans: "Little gold master, you are so good."

This movement is over.

There is no doubt that the little benefactor was completely blown away again.

This time the hair-explosion was different from usual, the little sponsor was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

Gu Suifan had a sullen face, and his expression was ugly, very, very ugly.

After getting off the old man, her body was soaked with sweat, and the light pink on her face had not faded.

She bent down and picked up the pink housecoat that fell on the floor.

Without saying a word, I had to go to the bathroom in the bedroom to take a shower.

His legs were still trembling, and Gu Xiaojin felt trembling even as he took small steps.

Fu Changye stared at her slender and beautiful back for two seconds, feeling mysteriously satisfied in his heart.

He stood up from the sofa, took two long steps to her side, and reached out to pick up the drained little benefactor.

As soon as the big hand with clear joints stretched out, there was a snap, and the little white hand of the little benefactor came over angrily.

Just slap his big palm away without mercy.

She slapped her hard, and the old man's big palm hurt slightly from the slap.

"Little benefactor." The old man stared at the little girl's moist little face with deep black eyes, curled his thin lips, and said with a low smile, "I'm angry."

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