With that said, Mrs. Fu was about to go out in a hurry.
Jiang Yu grabbed him and said, "Grandma, Brother Xizhou is not at home."
Madam Fu finally realized what she was doing, picked up her cell phone, and called Gu Xizhou.
"grandmother."
Mrs. Fu said angrily: "You brat, you actually let the little fairy sleep on the sofa. It's getting more and more outrageous. Listen, no matter how busy you are, you must go home tonight and try to let me hold you two in three years."
"
After saying that, she hung up the phone without waiting for his response, still muttering: "It's getting more and more outrageous! What a good wife, I don't know how to cherish her."
Jiang Yu lowered his head, frowned thoughtfully, bit his lip gently, and said nothing.
…
It was night, and the sky was illuminated red by the city lights, making the colors blurry.
In the bedroom, Gu Beisheng put away all the books after taking a bath, stretched himself out and sat down on the sofa, getting ready to sleep.
At this time, the door opened.
She looked over subconsciously, and inadvertently looked into Fu Xizhou's deep and soul-catching eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled his tie, and walked towards her with the wind at his feet.
The sudden approaching pressure made her take two steps back.
Fu Xizhou directly held her waist and pressed her on the sofa.
Gu Beisheng exclaimed: "Fu Xizhou, you..."
"Shh." Fu Xizhou covered her mouth, looked directly into her eyes, his eyes became darker and darker, and his low voice was like the wind whistling in the dark night: "Can you scream?"
Gu Beisheng's eyes were filled with questions.
Fu Xizhou's cold palms covered her mouth forcefully.
Gu Beisheng looked at him with wide eyes.
Suddenly, his fingertips rubbed her lips for a moment, and then he applied force.
Gu Beisheng cried out in pain.
The man's narrow eyes narrowed slightly: "That's right."
"Well……"
She struggled, trying to push him away.
She paused as soon as she touched his chest. The temperature in her palm was hot, and she could feel his strong chest muscles through her shirt. She breathed hard and suddenly withdrew her hand.
Fu Xizhou looked at her pretty face and red cheeks, with a little anger in her eyes unwilling to be aggrieved, and stared at him without blinking.
His raised Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked at her face for a moment: "It seems that he can't do it very well."
"What?"
Suddenly, he held her slender waist with a big hand, and pressed his whole body even tighter.
Gu Beisheng was frightened: "Fu Xizhou, you..."
Before the curse words could be uttered, the man covered her lips again.
Gu Beisheng frowned and quickly took out a hand, trying to get the silver needle.
Fu Xizhou understood everything. He took one step ahead of her and pressed her hand, raised it above his head, and raised his long eyebrows slightly: "It seems that your silver needle can also kill people."
"You..." Gu Beisheng suddenly heard soft muttering outside the door.
"Keep your voice down, don't squeeze me, let me listen carefully and see if it's done."
Hearing this voice, it should belong to the old lady. Gu Beisheng instantly understood that Fu Xizhou was acting.
It wasn't until the old lady felt relieved and left that Fu Xizhou sat up.
There was no trace of lust in his eyes, his long legs were crossed, his posture was casual and dignified, he adjusted his sleeves slowly, and then lit a cigarette.
Gu Beisheng looked away, his breathing was a little rapid, and his heartbeat had not yet returned to normal frequency.
Suddenly, he said: "You like to complain?"
The man's low and sexy voice was as sweet as a cello, and it was obviously playful. It was hard to tell whether it was a question or an irony.