Cute baby coming: the dark president paranoid love

Ling Moxue opened her eyes and forgot to breathe for a moment.

The curtains were not opened, and the floor light shone lightly on him, contrasting his beautiful face with a gloomy and cold look, but there were scorching flames jumping in his eyes...

She was powerless to resist, and slowly closed her eyes, softly accepting the man's wanton kiss.

The dress was messy, and the man's slender fingers touched her smooth skin...

When she was about to suffocate, leaning against the door weakly and about to collapse, the man's lips slowly moved away again.

He raised his satanic handsome and evil face, and said hoarsely with red eyes: "Say! Say you only have me as a man in your heart! Now you want me to love you!" tqR1

Ling Moxue looked up at her jade-white wet face, and stared at him in disbelief with her clear eyes stained with mist, "Don't you know who is the only one in my heart?"

"I don't know now! I'm confused!"

Ling Moxue shook her head, "No! You know very well that you just can't let go of your noble self-esteem and your face! You're torturing yourself!"

"Shut up!"

"I want to say... um!" Her mouth was sealed again by her husband's lips.

Immediately afterwards, his hands wandered over her body wantonly, and his eyes stared at her coldly and darkly.

Ling Moxue closed her eyes tightly, her whole body was filled with hot tide, and her face slowly turned red.

She felt shy and hated how sensitive her body was to her husband.

She bit her lip, trying hard not to let herself react, but still let out an unbearable groan in a low voice.

The face, the blushing face became a little hotter.

"I'll ask you again, do you really want it or not?" He frowned, and growled to the extreme, "Do you still want it as fiercely as before?"

These words made Ling Moxue suddenly angry, she opened her eyes, and said hoarsely: "Gu Mingxuan, if you think this is the only way to humiliate me and vent your resentment, then it's up to you."

"Humiliate you?" Gu Mingxuan's deep black eyes flashed with anger.

"Yes! Because you have been angry with me, haven't you? You are angry that I get too close to Mu Shaofeng, you are angry that I am stupid, angry that I don't listen to your advice! You may also be angry with yourself! So, you want to Find someone to vent!!"

"I can find another woman to vent!"

Ling Moxue pushed him away, pulled up her clothes, and replied sternly: "Yes! You looked for it last night! Now that you did, I don't care about you going out to look for it again!"

"You..." She actually accused herself?

"Gu Mingxuan, in fact, your heart is like a bright mirror, but you can't fight your own demons right now." Ling Moxue wiped the tears off her face, sniffed, "Since you still don't want to face me, you If you hate me so much when you see me, then I'll go! Pretend I haven't been here before!"

After finishing speaking, she pushed Gu Mingxuan angrily, went to the sofa to pick up the bag, and opened the door handsomely...

Stepping out, she turned her head and stared at him again, "For the sake of husband and wife, please finish the porridge I brought you!"

What is this nonsense?

Gu Mingxuan's black eyes widened, and he wanted to scold her, but the door closed with a "bang".

He stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, and his fingertips were cold...

Yes, there is a "demon" in my heart, a love demon, a jealous love demon!

He kicked the door irritably, but in the end he didn't open the door to chase his little wife.

After entering the bathroom, he took a hot shower, and when he came out again, his expression had returned to being natural and cool.

Picking up the white porcelain thermos that Ling Moxue had placed on the bed cabinet, he sat on the sofa, opened the lid, and a strong fragrance rushed towards his face, which made people appetite.

Holding it in his hand, he raised his neck and took a sip, and found that it was porridge made from bones. It was delicious, thick, neither sweet nor salty, but the light and mellow taste was very suitable for his taste.

Thinking that she might get up to make porridge before dawn, Gu Mingxuan's heart suddenly rippled, and gradually, his condensed eyebrows relaxed.

Taking a bowl, he poured out all the porridge and drank it one mouthful after another.

He hadn't eaten for such a long time, he was really hungry, and he knew very well in his heart that the reason why his little wife refused him was to not hurt his body.

At this time, Ling Moxue came to the Oriental Plaza alone.

She was wrapped in a beige windbreaker and sat on a chair, watching the early morning uncles and aunts doing morning exercises. In the huge square, there are a bunch of people here, and there are a bunch of people, performing different exercise moves, which is really dazzling.

An old lady in a red tracksuit finished practicing fancy swords, wiped the sweat from her forehead, walked over and sat on the chair, turned her head, and glanced at the pale Ling Moxue.

"Girl, are you sick?" she asked concerned.

Ling Moxue smiled shyly, "No, it's just a little cold."

"Then you are still sitting here to catch the wind? If you catch a cold from the cold wind, go back and make some brown sugar ginger soup to drive away the cold."

"Thank you, ma'am." Ling Moxue got up and smiled gratefully at her.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a younger voice from behind, "Hey, aunt, she seems to be Gu Mingxuan's wife."

"how do you know?"

"I've seen her on the Internet and on TV. Two days ago, I heard that she cheated on her, and gave President Gu a cuckold."

"Oh, no wonder she looks in a bad mood and has an ugly face."

"Yeah, I really don't know how to cherish it, President Gu is pitiful."

...

Ling Moxue's heart tugged, and her grief and anger instantly woven into a web, tightly strangling her heart, she took a breath, and quickly left the square.

Sitting in the car, she couldn't help but lay on the steering wheel and cried bitterly.

Even if she can be recognized on the street, and she becomes the object of others' pointing and laughing, how can she even talk about her husband?

No wonder, her husband didn't let her go to work or go to the street.

Just as she was suffering, the phone in her pocket rang. She quickly wiped away tears, took out the phone to look at it, and pressed the answer button...

"son."

"Mommy, where have you been?"

"Mummy sent porridge to Daddy and was just about to come back."

"Oh, then...has he drank?"

"... drank it."

The other side paused for a moment, and then said after a few seconds: "Then Mommy, you can spend more time with Daddy, and I will take care of my sister."

With the words of having a son, Ling Moxue was also relieved.

To be honest, she was really afraid of going back, afraid that the nagging daughter would pester her for her father.

But if you don’t have to go to work today, where can you go?

On the street, in the shopping mall... Right now, I am on the cusp of the storm, if she walks in a big way, wouldn't that make people more talkative?

After thinking about it, she stepped on the accelerator and drove towards her mother's house in Rose Garden...

The Gu Family Compound.

Ling Qiyue followed behind her brother and kept asking, "Why did Mommy send porridge to Daddy? Is he sick?"

"No." Ling Qiyang said lightly.

"Guokuo, don't you think it's weird? Mommy never did this before."

Ling Qiyang paused, his ink eyes turned slightly...

I was negligent. This younger sister doesn't like reading, but it doesn't mean she has no brains. She is a girl with great imagination.