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Chapter One Hundred and Seventieth: 50(1/2)

It only takes ten minutes.

The bathroom door was pushed open from the inside.

The first thing that appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a pair of shockingly white legs.

Slender and straight.

Fair skin with no blemishes.

Not even the top nephrite can compare to it.

Then, there was a flash of bright red, which opened his eyes.

The original red dress was cut short so that the hem could only reach past the hips. The originally cheap material was accentuated by the thrilling curvature, and it turned out to be incomparable to any luxury brand.

The waist is like a willow, and the chest is like waves.

She clearly looked lazy and cold, but with a glance, she seemed to be filled with affection.

It only touched the apex of people's hearts, and they trembled violently twice with her eyes.

The heavy makeup was washed away, and the originally delicate facial features were finally revealed.

With a plain face, Ying Qian walked out of the bathroom door and stretched slowly.

As she raised her hand, the hem of her skirt was lifted up.

More delicate skin is exposed.

I don't know how many people stared at the hem of her skirt and swallowed their saliva.

If I could touch this...

It's so smooth and comfortable to the touch.

Even if you die, it’s worth it!

With a sultry curve on her red lips, Yingqian stepped forward slowly, walked back to Gu Ci, and pressed her shoulder to his shoulder intimately. Her naturally charming eyes glanced at the ugly-looking Xue Yuanxue, and she chuckled softly.

,road:

"Look, shorter skirts look much better, right?"

She didn't say much.

He didn't even look at the other women who were humiliating them just now.

It's strange that the status has dropped.

She is too lazy to argue with a bunch of losers.

Those women were already dumbfounded.

No matter what, they never expected that Yingqian would look like this after taking off her makeup.

From the age of three to eighty-three, anyone with eyes would sincerely praise her when they looked at her.

Let alone criticizing Xue Yuanxue?

Even if Yingqian stood here, pointed at all the men and women in the villa, and cursed "ugly", some would be embarrassed, but no one would think it was too much.

No way, she is really a beauty.

He is still the type who, even if he is arrogant and domineering, can make people lose all their temper with a soft look.

In front of her, who dares to claim to be a white swan?

Xue Yuanxue never dreamed that she was the ugly duckling.

Her face had completely darkened.

The compliments given by those women just now were all slaps in the face.

She finally understood.

Why did Yingqian disdain her careful dressing up?

Just because she is dressed in all kinds of clothes and has a plain face, she can still be breathtakingly beautiful.

I don't know when Yu Qing appeared. She stared at Ying Qian's face for a while, and then looked at Xue Yuanxue. She couldn't help but sigh and said helplessly:

"Why did you mess with her? Isn't this asking for trouble?"

Xue Yuanxue didn't even look at him. She clenched her fists and felt that everything from the top of her head to her toes was shaking violently.

She wanted to slap Yingqian in the face.

Ruined her charming face.

But Gu Ci is still by Yingqian's side.

Their original posture was already extremely intimate.

Ying Qian leaned on his shoulder, relying on him for half of her body strength.

Gu Ci didn't know why, but he still felt unsatisfied.

Everyone in the whole villa was staring at Yingqian.

Among those eyes, there were admiration and envy, but also greed and covetousness.

Her appearance is not the best.

But that innate charm, with a bit of lazy gangsterism in every gesture, is extremely alluring.

Two completely different temperaments are completely blended together.

I just want people to get closer, preferably under me, so I can have some sexual fun with her.

Those sightlines are becoming more and more explicit.

Some people couldn't help but wanted to come over and chat with Yingqian.

Gu Ci's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Yingqian is his.

No one is allowed to covet it.

No one is qualified to see her.

Only him.

Only then can the baby be held lightly in his arms.

Gu Ci hugged her slender waist, thinking about holding her in his arms, trapping her in his arms.

The bodies fit together intimately.

Every breath is filled with the fragrance of roses that belongs exclusively to Yingqian.

He slowly lowered his head and sniffed her neck.

“Smells very good.”

Yingqian was stunned for a moment, his breath hit his ears, causing a strange shiver.

This seems a little too intimate.

Although she didn't take the initiative in every strategy.

But once it was controlled and became the opponent's home court, they began to resist.

"It's... not bad."

Yingqian wanted to retreat quietly.

But as soon as this thought was noticed, it was embraced even tighter.

His big hands were wrapped around his waist like iron hoops.

She raised her eyes and saw that Gu Ci's face was still expressionless, but she felt inexplicably that this man was in a very bad mood.

Is he angry?

What are you angry about?

It can't be because she just attacked Xue Yuanxue, right?

Of course Yingqian would not know what was going on in Gu Ci's mind.

In fact, even Gu Ci himself was a mess.

He was extremely fed up with the sight of those people focusing on Ying Qian.

Yingqian promised that she would never leave him.

In this way, he is his person.

It is also the only one that Gu Ci owns.

He cannot lose Yingqian.

But now, more people have noticed his treasure.
To be continued...
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