"Xiou, you don't want to give it to me, do you? Today, you have to give it even if you don't want to!"

Gu Yiming, who almost encountered the treatment of a "eunuch", seemed to have countless flames jumping in his heart. If this girl didn't do anything, he would be no longer worthy of her.

That Young Master Pei has an extraordinary interest in her. If Han Jiaren fails, Mo Jingyan will definitely regard her as the last pawn.

Mo's Company is already on the verge of collapse. The small amount of start-up capital that year and the six years of investment after marrying Han Yingjun are not worth the suppression of the Pei family in the past three years. If Han Yingjun is dismissed, this company will be heavily in debt.

Empty shell.

If you are as strong as Mo Jingyan, how can you wait for the day when you are desperate?

Today in the underground parking lot, he knew exactly what her eyes meant.

"Let go!"

Seeing the determination in his eyes, Gu Xiou's heart trembled slightly. That Young Master Pei was really not that simple. He actually stimulated Gu Yiming so eagerly.

But how could she let such a man take away the first time that she didn't value?

Gu Xiou struggled to resist, but for a man who was in his prime and drunk, even if she had some skills, she was no match for him. After several struggles, she was still pressed on the sofa.

"Xiou, your face looks so much like Yanyan."

Gu Yiming, who had succeeded, looked at the young face under him, his eyes full of light, a flash of painful memories, he murmured a little, and touched Gu Xiou's chin with his hand, sparking.

The dancing eyes, stimulated by alcohol, slowly became covered with a layer of gloom.

Gu Xiou gave up his struggle, his cat eyes that became brighter and brighter due to his anger, calmly glanced at the fruit knife on the coffee table, and suddenly he took the initiative to hug Gu Yiming's neck, and when his kiss strayed from his lips, he landed on his neck.

As he stood up, he raised his upper body in a pretending manner.

"Yanyan..."

Gu Yiming, who didn't know how much he drank, seemed to have relaxed his guard at this emotional moment. When Gu Xiou successfully got the knife, his lips were still sucking hard on her neck.

"Ah..." When Gu Xiou stabbed Gu Yiming's face hard, Gu Yiming, who was immersed in venting, was finally awakened by the stinging pain on his face and the gushing blood, his eyes turned red.

, and threw Gu Xiou from the sofa to the ground.

"Honey, there's a call."

At this moment, Gu Yiming's cell phone buzzed, and the number displayed on it was none other than Noila Mo.

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Chapter completed!