Author: Gu Rong Rong Machine Translation
He swiped his finger across her face and stopped kissing her forcefully, "the last few times you've courted me so passionately, I thought that you were so thirsty that you would only be satisfied if you ate me whole. "
Gu Ruochu's eyes suddenly widened as she met Huo Nanchen's gaze with a strange expression. How did he know about this No matter how well-researched a substitute was, it was impossible for him to have guessed such an intimate thing, right?
"You... "
Huo Nanchen could clearly sense that her body was a little stiff but he did not expose her.
The man felt as if the fire in his body was about to burn his entire body to ashes. The woman's fragrance especially suited his taste.
"Why do you smell so good? "
Gu Ruochu only tried to avoid him when she heard him mumble.
"I'm sorry, I really don't want to do it. "
His hand almost wanted to knead the woman in front of him into a ball of dough, but seeing that she was completely unwilling, he thought about it seriously for a long time.
After weighing the pros and cons, the man felt that he could not be too hasty, so he did not force her anymore.
Gu Ruochu let out a sigh of relief and loosened her grip on the bathrobe.
A man's strength was always greater than a woman's. If this man really intended to force himself on her, perhaps she would not be a match for him.
Could it be that this substitute was planning to devour her?
Or could it be that the so-called substitute was simply a figment of her imagination? In reality, he had always been the real huo Nanchen. It was just that she was unwilling to accept the result of their relationship turning sour.
"What are you thinking about? "
He reached out to hold her face. Although his hand was slender and fair, there were a few thin calluses on it.
She was stunned and subconsciously touched his hand.
Even the calluses on his hand were distributed the same way?
Even though a person could be a substitute, how could he not find any flaws from the beginning to the end?
"It's nothing. "
She wanted to throw herself into this man's arms just like before, but she refused because of a certain doubt in her heart. If he really was a substitute, how could she throw herself into the arms of another strange man?
"Nanchen, do you still remember what you said to me when you proposed? "
"when I proposed? " He thought for a moment before replying, "I said too many things when I proposed. Which one did you say? "
She did not even know what she had said during the proposal.
Gu Ruochu's eyes gradually turned cold as she looked at his meaningful gaze.
Perhaps she had used this opportunity to make things difficult for him, but she suddenly shook his hand off, "you've always said that you love me, but you don't even remember what you've said. "
She lifted her foot and the man evaded her.
His hand then grabbed her ankle and a smile appeared on his lips, "why are you moving your feet? "
His eyes were unbridled as he looked under his skirt. Gu Ruochu could not pull them away no matter how hard she tried and reached out to cover his eyes.
"Are you sick! "
At the thought that this man might not be her man, an angry flush appeared on her face.
She was both embarrassed and angry.
"I'm looking at my wife. Why is she sick? "
He seemed to have had enough fun before he let go of her leg. However, his hand brushed past her leg and carried a hint of frivolity. He clasped his hand and pulled her into his embrace.
"I still have a child. As a father, can't you restrain yourself? "
The man did not seem to care much but he still avoided hitting her stomach.
She suddenly kicked his knee hard. "Go to hell, GO TO HELL! "
Seeing that she was provoked by him to fight with him like a child, Huo Nanchen's lips curved into an almost inaudible smile.