Capítulo 40: Chapter 40 : Am I A Man?
Gu Nian choked, stubbornly sat still, and said shamelessly: "I don't want to!"
Chu Zhaoyang narrowed his eyes slightly and blew out a heavy breath: "If you won't, you will be responsible for the consequences."
"I'll will be responsible for my own mistake!" Gu Nian frowned, and there was a warm pain in her eyes. This was the first time that she relied on a man like this for nothing, but he insisted on driving her away.
Now she has thrown away her self-esteem shamelessly clung to him, but he still disliked her so much.
It was impossible to say that she was not aggrieved.
Gu Nian held back, sniffed, raised her head and said, "Anyway, you brought me out, so you have to be responsible for sending me back. Let me get off the car halfway, are you still a man—hmm!"
Before she could finish speaking, Chu Zhaoyang suddenly unbuckled his seat belt and rushed over fiercely. He clamped his hands on her shoulders and pressed her against the back of the chair, making her unable to move.
At the same time, the thin and hot lips pressed against her again and hard, and rushed straight into her mouth.
There was no gentleness at all, and he was very angry.
The crisp mint scent made her panic, and her hands unconsciously grabbed the shirt of his chest. His lips were so hot that she trembled, and her lips were soft and weak.
When he turned to attack her neck, Gu Nian panicked and felt a chill on her shoulders. She screamed, "Chu Zhaoyang, what are you doing?"
Hands clenched into fists, they went under his arms and hit his shoulders without any plan.
"You...you let me go first! Don't mess around!" Gu Nian really panicked when his hand was poking into her chiffon shirt.
Chu Zhaoyang gasped in pain, and raised his head from her shoulder. Gu Nian saw dense beads of sweat appearing on his forehead like rice grains.
Chu Zhaoyang clasped her waist with his right hand, and slammed her close to him.
With drooping eyes, the eyes were indescribably dark, and the scorching hot breath was sprinkled on her lips, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Am I a man?"
Gu Nian was speechless, she could clearly feel that he was very manly, that's true!
But Chu Zhaoyang was like this now, she was afraid, trembling uncontrollably, and looked at him full of wariness.
Chu Zhaoyang's eyes darkened, and he suddenly let go of her, falling back and hitting the back of the chair heavily with his back.
His breathing was erratic, and his fair cheeks were tinged with a faint red color, which was not normal.
Gu Nian was trembling with fear, her hands tightened on her clothes, and she tried her best to shrink herself into a corner.
But if she shrunk it further, where could she shrink it?
The total space inside the car was only so large.
Seeing her guarded and frightened look, with no sign of being close to him at all, Chu Zhaoyang's eyes darkened and he laughed at himself.
But his face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Why don't you get out of the car?"
This time, Gu Nian didn't dare to wait any longer and hurriedly opened the car door and escaped.
Through the rearview mirror, Chu Zhaoyang saw Gu Nian running away with her head down, and disappeared after a while. She really wanted to leave him quickly.
The back of Chu Zhaoyang's head was leaning on the back of the chair, the pain was severe, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he was breathing heavily.
He raised his right hand and reached into the suit on his left shoulder. Unexpectedly, his fingertips felt a little wet.
Withdrawing his hand, his fingertips were filled with blood.
As expected, the wound still opened.
He leaned back against the chair and rested for a while, then wiped the sweat off his face with his bare hands, exhaled heavily, and drove in the direction where Gu Nian disappeared.
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Gu Nian ran far away before stopping and panting. It happened to stop in front of the window of a clothing store.
There were models standing inside, and Gu Nian could still see her own face from the reflection in the window.
Her cheeks were flushed with red, her eyes were watery, and the original light bean paste color on her lips had long since disappeared, becoming bright and full red from Chu Zhaoyang's kiss.
Gu Nian covered her lips, which seemed to still have the smell of mint from Chu Zhaoyang's mouth, as well as the hot and soft feeling of his lips. The skin he touched was also very hot.
"Gu Nian." A man's voice sounded behind her.
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