Chapter 223 You Are Not Allowed to Kiss Me in the Future

Song Wuyou's heart beat faster.

She pursed her face and sneered, "Your body and mind are worthless."

Gu Yanhao's slender fingers like green greens gently squeezed her chin, moved her face over, and looked at him.

"You dare say I'm worthless?"

Song Wuyou looked at him calmly, "Why don't you dare?"

"You are getting more and more daring." Gu Yanhao hooked his lips and smiled wickedly: "You will be punished."

"How..." Punishment.

Before she could finish speaking, the man lowered his head, and his thin and cool lips pressed against her two soft lips.

Mom, kissed again! ! !

Song Wuyou glared at him, his mind instantly crashed, and he stared at the face that was close at hand in astonishment.

Xu Jing took a look, oh, hey, so shy.

Such a shameful thing was not suitable for her, so she quietly withdrew.

Afraid of her dodging, Gu Yanhao held the back of her face with one palm.

kiss, deepen.

Tongue straight in, plundering her city.

He sucked and gnawed at her, so he was not addicted.

Song Wuyou's mind was blank, and her heart was beating wildly.

The stiff body is getting softer and softer, and the breathing is getting faster and faster...

After a fierce kiss, Gu Yanhao slowed down.

He sucked softly like he was tasting dessert.

It wasn't until Song Wuyou's breathing became smoother, and her dead mind came back to life, that she shoved him away suddenly.

She blushed and stared at him: "Gu Yanhao, it's work time!"

Gu Yanhao is brazen: "The site is mine, I have the final say."

"People are mine, you are not allowed to kiss me at any time in the future."

Gu Yanhao curled his lips and looked at her evilly: "Who said that? Your people are mine too."

Song Wuyou grabbed her handbag and glared at him angrily, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Get up and walk quickly out of the office.

Gu Yanhao had a smile in his eyes, seeing her back in a hurry to go out because of embarrassment, he couldn't help laughing a few times, feeling quite good.

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The next day, Song Wuyou wanted to give the clothes to Mrs. Gilles.

Gu Yanhao wants to meet a very important client today.

But he took her to Madame Gilles' villa in person.

Song Wuyou took the clothes and got out of the car, Gu Yanhao looked at her: "When will you go back, call me in advance."

"Okay." After Song Wuyou got off the car, the villa door opened, and Mrs. Ji Er came out to greet Song Wuyou.

Today, Mrs. Geer wore a bright red cheongsam.

Wearing bright red on her body is neither ordinary nor unassuming, but makes her more noble and dignified.

Every gesture and raising of hands reveals a serene and quiet elegance.

"Mrs. Gilles." Song Wuyou saw her, his eyes lit up, and his dark eyes flashed with surprise.

Mrs. Gilles was one of the few women she had ever met.

Fifty and sixty years old, still well-maintained, fair-skinned, like a woman in her forties.

"Last time you came here, you only drank chrysanthemum tea. I think you should be in love with chrysanthemums. I've made tea for you and prepared snacks." Mrs. Gil stepped forward and eagerly took Song Wuyou's hand and smiled road.

"The cheongsam is ready, I believe it looks better on you than the one you are wearing now." Song Wuyou said confidently.

"From your hands, it must be beautiful."

The two went back to the living room chatteringly.

Mu Xin learned the art of tea, and when Mrs. Jier said that there was an important guest coming, she specially cooked tea and treated it well.

Hearing Mrs. Ji'er's voice, Mu Xin raised her head with a smile. Seeing that the person who accompanied Mrs. Ji'er in was Song Wuyou, the smile at the corner of Mu Xin's mouth froze.

Isn't this Mrs. Gu and Song Wuyou?