After Gu Qi took the photo, she waved it in front of Fan Jue in a serious manner.
"My skills are good, right?"
Fan Jue looked at himself and Gu Qi in the photo and felt as if this photo should have existed a long time ago.
Gu Qi: "Let me send it out..."
Fan Jue: "???"
"Who are you going to send it to?"
Alex's name went around in Gu Qi's mind and was broken into four unrelated words. The convoluted foreign name was a huge challenge for Gu Qi who was currently in a drunken state.
.
But she remembered to send it to the people in her address book.
She flipped through Fan Jue's address book.
"Strange...why not?"
Being hugged by Princess Fanjue, Gu Qi drunkenly poked around with her cell phone. After struggling for a while, she couldn't find anyone. Jiu Jin also followed her, so Gu Qi simply stopped looking.
"I look so good in a wedding dress, and no one wants to share it..."
Fan Jue looked at Gu Qi who was muttering and couldn't help laughing.
"You look beautiful today."
Gu Qi slowly raised her eyes. Her confused brain seemed to have caused a trace of confusion in her memory. Fan Jue's handsome face magnified in front of her eyes. The past and present life were mixed together, like a dream, somewhat illusory.
Not real.
"Why didn't I notice just now that you look so good-looking?"
As she spoke, Gu Qi reached out and wiped Fan Jue's cheek.
Fan Jue: "..."
Gu Qi burped.
"Little brother, you are so good-looking. You are my type at first glance. You are so good-looking. Do you want to come back with me and be Mrs. Yazhai?"
Fan Jue looked at the woman with a wicked smile in his arms, and he seemed to have become the good family man being teased by the female bandit leader.
"You're drunk."
Fan Jue sighed, hugged Gu Qi and walked to the bed.
Gu Qi: "Don't make trouble, I can't get drunk after a thousand cups, okay?!" He turned to look at the bed nearby and smiled.
"The little lady is quite proactive."
Fan Jue: "..."
Seeing that Gu Qi's skin on her neck and shoulders was slightly red, Fan Jue realized that she might have drank too much.
As soon as she put her on the soft bed, Fan Jue's neck suddenly reached out and pulled by Gu Qi, and his whole body fell uncontrollably. The moment before he pressed on her, he supported the bed with his elbows.
That's why it didn't put all the weight on her body.
"Hehe." Gu Qi, who had done something bad, looked like a fairy who had succeeded in pranking, squinting her eyes and smiling with a cunning look on her face.
The aroma of fruit and wine, accompanied by Gu Qi's breath, splashed on Fan Jin's face.
Somewhat warm.
Fan Jue looked at Gu Qi who was constantly jumping and teasing on his tight string. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling a little bit, and the itch on the tip of his heart became more and more intense.
Unknowingly, my breathing became rapid.
Wheat-colored fingers brushed against the white and red satin-like skin.
The tender touch under his fingertips, the boiling, hot temperature seemed to burn directly to his heart.
Fan Jue's eyes became deeper and deeper, like a bottomless cold pool. The moment he stared at Gu Qi, they seemed to be brewing with flames hidden in the ice and snow, which would never go out.
[The meaning of a man giving a woman clothes is to take them off with his own hands.]
Mu Yao's words echoed in Fan Jue's mind by accident.
Looking at Gu Qi's dark hair scattered on the white bed, her shoulders, earlobes and corners of her eyes were all reddish.
She was smiling, like a succubus who seduces people's hearts in the middle of the night.