The Epic Revenge Chapter 75: Your cheongsam, my home
Si Xingpei was very angry when he saw Gu Qingzhou returning in Simu's car.
Gu Qingzhou explained the cause and effect.
She didn't go to hook up with Simu. Today was just a coincidence, and she didn't want to take Simu's car.
It's just that the adjutant strongly invited him, and Simu opened the car door in person. If Gu Qingzhou didn't get up, it would make Simu unable to step down.
Since she wants to use the identity of Simu's fiancee as a backer, she can't be too unscrupulous.
She is not Si Xingpei.
Gu Qingzhou is conceited that she has a little conscience.
Faced with Si Xingpei's fury, Gu Qingzhou also explained it clearly.
"Really?" Si Xingpei looked at her face quietly.
"Of course." Gu Qingzhou walked upright.
Si Xingpei has a faint smile. He kissed Gu Qingzhou until his lips were slightly swollen, and tore off her clothes, almost occupying her.
His cat explained carefully that he respected him, and Si Xingpei also wanted to give her some sweetness, so as not to really arouse the cat's rebellion.
He got up from Gu Qingzhou.
Gu Qingzhou hurriedly grabbed the cheongsam.
All the silver buttons fell off, and she rolled from the bed to the floor as soon as she pulled it, making a crisp sound, like the sound of koi jumping into water.
Gu Qingzhou's snow-white teeth bit his full lower lip, wrapping his cheongsam indiscriminately, aggrieved and angry.
Si Xingpei sat beside her.
He grabbed her wrist.
"What?" Gu Qingzhou snapped, trying to withdraw his hand.
Si Xingpei took her hand and brushed his cheek gently. After sliding over, he said, "I just lost my temper. If you want to hit me, you should hit me. Now you have hit me. !”
Gu Qingzhou: "..."
He kissed her between the eyebrows again, said "good light boat", got up and found a white shirt in a suit for her: "put on mine first, and I will ask someone to sew your cheongsam for you."
His shirt is very particular and has the fragrance of sunshine, and the buttons are obsidian, which gives off a haunting and clear light.
Gu Qingzhou's cheongsam was broken in nine out of ten buttons, so he had to take his shirt.
"You go out, I want to change clothes." Gu Qingzhou still tightly grasped the collar of the clothes.
Si Xingpei laughed: "Have I not seen it? Where have I not seen you?"
Having said this, he suddenly tightened his stomach: there is something she has, he really hasn't seen it yet.
She's dignified and squeamish and won't show him.
"You bastard!" Gu Qingzhou scolded.
When she jumped up and scolded him for being a bastard, there was a cute cat with fried fur, which Si Xingpei liked very much.
He's out.
Gu Qingzhou put on his shirt.
He is tall and his shirt is too big to cover Gu Qingzhou's buttocks. Her looming delicate body was hidden in an empty shirt, and Si Xingpei's throat was dry.
He took her cheongsam, went downstairs to make a phone call, then went upstairs again, pressed her on the bed, and kissed her hard.
Outside the closed door, there are still voices coming out.
Gu Qingzhou has been crying: "You must not do this!"
She hates Si Xingpei and his disgust and perversion. He is Gu Qingzhou's worst enemy.
Tired of crying, Gu Qingzhou fell asleep again on Si Xingpei's bed.
There are still tears left on her face.
Gu Qingzhou has long, thick, jet-black hair, which is soft and smooth, making her Saixue's skin extraordinarily gorgeous, like pearls lingering.
She closed her eyes lightly, her long and thick eyelashes like a small fan casting shadows.
Si Xingpei's hand gently rubbed her face.
He is in the station all year round, and he has no concubine by his side. He returns to the city every two months.
Of course, sometimes it's just fun.
Si Xingpei is not a playboy. He only picks flowers, but he does not miss the flowers. He has never slept with any woman.
Women's hands and mouths don't actually bring much happiness to men, they just solve basic problems, just like a meal without vegetables, just to fill the stomach.
Don't say that Gu Qingzhou, an inexperienced girl, is the top card in the hall. She has learned the kung fu of serving men, and she has no ability to make men truly happy with her hands and mouth.
Si Xingpei is very satisfied now.
Gu Qingzhou is so jerky, but he doesn't dislike it. This is something he couldn't imagine before.
He is willing to be fiddled with by her soft hands, and by her side, even a kiss can ignite the passion in his heart.
Every time he thinks of her, he adds "my light boat" to his heart.
Si Xingpei's life has no important people except his grandmother.
No one is his and he is no one's.
Now, Gu Qingzhou is his.
His cat, his little woman.
He hugged Gu Qingzhou tightly. And his little woman seemed very aggrieved. She frowned in her dream. After entering his arms, she leaned against his chest to draw support and warmth.
Si Xingpei is not sleepy, he has not slept.
Gu Qingzhou woke up after sleeping for half an hour.
She slowly opened her eyes and subconsciously saw the man's strong chest, she jumped up suddenly.
Like a cat!
Si Xingpei smiled.
There was the sound of a car downstairs, and the adjutant sent over a lot of cheongsams, all of which were made for Qingzhou, a total of twelve sets.
Si Xingpei took it upstairs.
He squeezed out a large space in his closet and hung her cheongsam.
A dazzling array of cheongsams, the material of the cloth, the embroidery and the workmanship of the clothes are completely different, like each and every fragrant fairy.
In Si Xingpei's room, there is no trace of fat. In his huge wardrobe, half is his military uniform and half is his suit.
He doesn't think it's appropriate for a woman to pose.
He lived for twenty-five years, and his life was full of the barracks, the toughness of men.
He lived an arbitrary, rough, and vulgar life in Gu Qingzhou's mouth.
Now, half an inch of his closet is full of cheongsams, which Si Xingpei didn't dare to think about before, he thought it was nondescript. But when it was really hung up, he actually felt that it was very good, the softness enveloped his perseverance, and the yin and yang were perfectly blended.
He looked at the closet full of her clothes, feeling warm and tired.
"Which one do you like?" Si Xingpei asked Gu Qingzhou to choose.
"What about my own?" Gu Qingzhou frowned and asked,
Gu Qingzhou's piece has been sewn up and squeezed into a pile of Chinese clothes. It is the most simple.
Si Xingpei picked it out and found that it was made of fine cloth, which was a bit rough and not as soft as satin and foreign cloth. He disliked it and said, "Your family abused you and made you wear this kind of clothes?"
Gu Qingzhou took it over: "We are a small family, with cloth skirts and hairpins, and Young Marshal Si laughed!"
She doesn't look at him very much.
Gu Qingzhou's eyelashes are very long, and when she lowered her eyes, no one knew what she was thinking.
She wants to change clothes and ask Si Xingpei to go out: "Let's go!"
Rao is that Si Xingpei helped her take a bath and kissed her whole body. She still maintained her dignity and shyness. Si Xingpei actually didn't hate her like this.
He likes her hypocrisy.
Si Xingpei doesn't like women being hypocritical, he just likes Gu Qingzhou's hypocritical.
Probably he likes the cat and thinks she is nice no matter what.
Her flaws have become her cutie.
Si Xingpei withdrew.
In the long corridor of the other curator, there are two oil paintings, which were selected by the adjutant. Si Xingpei did not know what the paintings were. Very thick cashmere carpet, soft to step on, no sound.
The windows on the west side of the hallway are half-open, and the curtains are swaying in the wind.
Si Xingpei lit a cigar.
The mist is rising, his eyes are deep, thinking silently.
When Gu Qingzhou changed his clothes and came out, he saw his tall and sturdy back.
Si Xingpei gave birth to an excellent skin bag, wide shoulders, long legs, and graceful bearing.
He finished smoking the cigar before walking towards Gu Qingzhou.
The two went downstairs to eat, and Si Xingpei was still cooking.