She could even feel the cedar-like light fragrance from the other party's body, which smelled extremely pleasant, slightly alienated, and contained a gentleness that seemed to be absent.
The man's eyes were like starlight, glass-like, blue and clear, Jiang Ruan could even see two small reflections of himself from inside.
She stretched out her hand, and her slender fingertips touched the pair of glazed eyes with long eyelashes. She couldn't help touching them twice, and murmured.
"Your eyes are very beautiful."
There was a familiar feeling in my heart.
Very shallow.
It flashed by, so fast it was almost impossible to catch.
Gu Xichao noticed the momentary emptiness in Jiang Ruan's eyes, his eyes deepened a little, and his slender and bright red lips pursed.
The slender and clean fingers moved up and held Jiang Ruan's hand.
interlocking fingers.
Cherry blossom-colored lips fell down, and a shallow kiss fell on the other's slender fingertips.
"Is it."
This scene is extremely bewitching.
But Jiang Ruan was unusually sober at the moment.
She narrowed her beautiful and cold eyes, stretched out her hand and pushed him away.
"Gu Xichao, you've crossed the line."
The woman's voice was soft, but her tone was unusually serious, as if she was reminding Gu Xichao of something.
The slender and beautiful man was pushed away, and he fell backwards. The gold-rimmed glasses were thrown aside, and the messy black hair added a bit of laziness to him. Without the obstruction of the glasses, his beauty seemed a little sharp.
Putting his head on his hands, Gu Xichao smiled softly upon hearing this, "Crossing the line?"
"We are a husband and wife, why do we cross the line?"
Jiang Ruan reminded him, "We signed the agreement before."
Gu Xichao was silent for a while, the smile on his brows slowly dissipated.
After a long time, he put on the pair of gold-rimmed glasses again, returning to his previous indifferent and gentle appearance, with alienation in his bones.
Looking at Jiang Ruan, he said slowly, "Sorry."
Jiang Ruan didn't speak any more, she just covered the quilt in silence and closed her eyes.
"..."
After an unknown amount of time, Gu Xichao also lay down.
I couldn't hold back.
Hold her in your arms.
Holding the slender woman in his arms, kissing the top of her hair, the posture is restrained and cherished.
Gu Xichao said something very lightly.
"I've regretted it a long time ago."
In the next few days, Jiang Ruan never saw Gu Xichao again.
Everything is back to normal.
Everything that night was like a dream she had.
At the beginning, Jiang Ruan felt a little strange in his heart, and there were little waves in his heart, which were so shallow that he couldn't explain clearly.
But soon, this emotion was forgotten by her and completely forgotten.
(?ˉ?ˉ)??°
one evening.
Just as Jiang Ruan came out of a coffee shop, he passed by an alley that he usually had to go home.
She suddenly heard the sound of fighting coming from inside, accompanied by a shallow muffled hum.
Taking a glance, I saw a group of social-looking hooligans surrounding a boy who looked like a boy.
Jiang Ruan was not prepared to meddle in other people's business.
After all, she is a salted fish!
But hearing the voice of the person who was beaten was somewhat familiar, she still couldn't help but look a few more times, and then saw Gu Jing's beautiful but embarrassed face.
With a rebellious look on his face.
He was obviously the one who was beaten, but he was so arrogant.
Still talking harshly there.
"Grandma, you better not let the young master get out alive, or I won't kill you bitches!"
Jiang Ruan: "..."
Is this kid out of his mind
Is she pretending not to see, or not to see, or not to see~
(‘⊙ω⊙`)