Gu Xiaoai opened his eyes wide in surprise. Li Juefeng turned his eyes to look at her. Hei Mo's eyes were full of sinisterness and a cold voice, "What else did Tong Mo say to you?"

The solemnity and solemnity on his face reminded her of the gloomy attitude of the mother just now...

Is there anything you shouldn't ask?

"Nothing. I didn't ask anything." Gu Xiaoai didn't like to ask questions, said lightly and turned around and walked out.

Putting down the painting tools, Gu Xiaoai picked up the broom and returned to the kitchen. Li Juefeng was still standing there, his face was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking. The sky-high little wife: The president's 33rd day of love 199

"Get a minute."

Gu Xiaoai shouted softly, lowered his head to sweep away the destroyed plates and vegetables.

Li Juefeng stared at her sweeping the floor in a heavy manner, suddenly threw her broom, raised her face and kissed her.

Gu Xiaoai frowned and was about to push him away, but found that his face was hardly a kiss.

He just pressed his lips against hers.

It's just that when we are close together, there is no more lingering.

He held her face with both hands and forced her not to move. His thin lips were bullied on her mouth, his eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes drew a silhouette.

What's wrong with him?

Gu Xiaoai was a little confused. He didn't move, and she didn't dare to move. His usual warm hands were a little cold at this time, which made her slightly burn her face feel very comfortable...

Rather than saying that he was kissing her, it was more like seeking some kind of comfort in her.

No excitement.

No lingering.

No forced occupation...

He just held her face and closed his eyes and pressed it against her lips.

His gentle breath blew on her face, and she could feel his breathing unsteady.

"Bochi puff puff puff puff puff--"

The pot makes a boiling sound after it is boiled.

Li Juefeng's body, which was still motionless, finally took action. Gu Xiaoai thought he was going to make a hot pot, but he did not expect that he would put her in his arms and hug her tightly.

The action was so big that Gu Xiaoai's face hit his chest, causing her to cry out in pain, "What's wrong?" The sky-high little wife: The president's 33rd day of love 199

So abnormal...so quiet...

It doesn't look like his style anymore.

"Gu Xiaoai, hug me." Li Juefeng's voice was a little dumb, and he hugged her tightly with both hands.

I don't understand why, but she suddenly remembered the scene when Chu Shixiu hugged her. She wanted to respond to Chu Shixiu's hug... but in the end she didn't dare to raise her hand to hug him.

Different men, different hugs.
Chapter completed!