Chapter 580

Gu Shaoqing's heavy breathing, even through the door, Mu Jiutian felt that he could hear it clearly.

Red lips hook hook, restrain the mood between the eyebrows show ups and downs, her red lips gently open: "yalman." When the man turned his eyes, the words she spat out were deliberately aggravated, every word: "I need your cooperation."

Five minutes later, Gu Shaoqing was allowed to enter the room.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that yalman put one arm around mujiutian's shoulder, and carefully fed the cup to her lips in a posture of embracing from behind, hiding all the ruffian Qi, introverted and gentle: "take a sip, don't burn it."

Like a play, she pursed two mouthfuls along his big palm, which seemed to reflect her eyes. She looked at the handsome face of the man who was still noble and elegant even when he was just sober. The blood on the back of her hand trickled down to the ground along the fingertips, with a piece of blood and flesh blurred.

Looking at the past, I don't know why, I just felt that my whole body was cold for a moment, and I took a deep breath without any trace: "you want to see me, and you also see me. According to your conditions, you should stop bleeding now."

Smell speech, Hu doctor with Moluowen family's personal doctor immediately came forward, nimble help Gu Shaoqing deal with the wound.

But the man didn't move. He maintained his posture and stood in the same place, staring coldly at the two people's intimate posture opposite him. His cold eyes were cold and piercing, and his white shirt was inexplicably desolate under the reflection of the light. His thin lips gently opened: "let her go."

"Why?" Yalman deliberately tightens his arms slightly. The intimacy on Jun's face is mixed with the yuppie in his pure and handsome breath. He has an indescribable sense of laziness. His long fingers are around his long hair: "Jiutian is my fiancee. If I'm not qualified to touch her, it's hard for Mr. Gu to be qualified, Mr. Gu, You... "

"I repeat, let her go."

The eyes of the two men were locked tightly like the abyss, and the voice sounded again with the horror of palpitation.

"What if I say no?" he repeated in his voice

As soon as the words came to an end, the big palm on the waist suddenly withdrew, and then there was the sound of bones touching each other.

Gu Shaoqing's action with a fist is bloody and murderous.

Entangled in the action, each time the collision of the body, are fierce to the point of people's heart contraction. Because of his family, yalman wandered on the edge of Gray all the year round. All he learned were deadly hands, but he couldn't do a good job in such an occasion, so he gave Gu Shaoqing the upper hand for a while.

Another fist fell on his shoulder. After all, mujiutian couldn't see it

"Stop it."

Get out of bed, almost a lunge, before Gu Shaoqing is ready to start again, block in front of yalman: "Gu Shaoqing, I said enough, don't you hear me?"

"Mujiu is sweet." The voice that could almost sink out of the water rang out in front of her. Her fist was stained with blood again, and she couldn't describe it in the light. The white shirt on her body was clean, which was totally different from the ferocity and ferocity sent out by the man. His eyes turned around on her and yalman, and finally drew a trace of indifference and ridicule: "how can you protect him?"

"Who should I protect if I don't?"

Mujiutian pulled his lips: "you should be very clear that you are not qualified to continue to make trouble here. You want to see me as your ex husband. I let you see me. You forced me with venous bleeding, and I accepted your selfishness."

She looked at the handsome face, just a coma, his chin has already begun to emerge slag, compared with the elegant noble childe appearance, more a salivating decadence.

He did not speak, she gently curled smile, let the eyes of many people in the room focus on her: "Gu Shaoqing, I am pregnant, a month and a half."

One and a half months.

The whole scene was silent, especially the man in front of him. His eyes stopped in a moment, and even his whole blood seemed to be stiff at that moment.

A month and a half ago, mujiutian was in Paris. It's clear who the child belongs to.

The man's facial features, which were suppressed in an instant, were full of ferocity. The fist on his side was clenched and trembled. His cold facial features almost looked like a demon who had just crawled out of hell. With only one look, he could ask for a person's name: "what did you say?"

"I'm pregnant."

Her voice was normal, and she even looked forward to the sweet smile. Her little white hand stroked her belly, which was not clear yet. This child came too coincidentally, and she was totally surprised: "Gu Shaoqing, do you understand the meaning of these four words? That is to say, I'm going to be a mother soon. I'm going to marry the biological father of my baby. My coma is also caused by fetal gas. It has nothing to do with you. You know... "Suddenly the wrist was held, along the well-defined fingers, the man's face has an unreal cold, for a long time, he used a voice to suppress to the limit: "I don't care, sweet wine, I don't care, I can accept your baby, treat him as my own child."

"If he is a boy, I can regard him as my successor and give him the full power of Gu's group in the future; If she is a girl, I will protect her as if I protect you. Wine is sweet. As long as you are by my side, I don't care about everything. "

Even the bright light can't shine the resolution and shadow between men's eyes.

Now he and just he seem to have changed a person. He is clearly a palpitating murderer, with the blood color and the most primitive male ferocity between his actions. Now he is completely restrained for a little woman, and he wants to curl up in the palm of a woman's hand.

Looking coldly, after all, yalman knew what was wrong with him.

It's not only the difference in love, but also for a child who has no blood relationship with himself, who can't hand over such a large Kapei family to others.

Even for the sake of sweet wine, he can't do it.

Gu Shaoqing's voice restrained her final calmness, but mu Jiutian could hear endless pain from it, which made her reach out to embrace the only man she had ever loved in her life.

But

Everything is late, she knew from childhood that she was cold hearted, the only attempt, the only open heart revealed a small number of love, after all, in the beginning and end of the marriage was wiped out clean. To tell the truth, she didn't hate Gu Shaoqing, not at all. But she does not want to continue to live once, in the next life, she just want to be far away from the people and things, accompany their children grow up safely.

"You don't care, I do."

He said to her apricot eyes: "the wine is sweet..."

Her smile was light, her apricot eyes rolled up, and her long hair half covered her face. Her facial features became cool: "I can't change my mind, Gu Shaoqing. I don't want to marry you again."

"Yaman's child is the successor of the Kapei family. Even if you ask for it from Gu Shaoqing, he will never become your child." Her voice is very common, let Gu Shaoqing's big palm on his wrist a little bit to deepen the strength, just like the color of the bottom of his eyes, like the overturned inkstone like ink, Mu wine sweet glare, also smile silently: "is there anything you don't understand? One and a half months of pregnancy means that a month and a half ago, I was in bed in his villa with yalman. He would repeat the posture you used on me, and even let me compare the difference between you and him. Don't say that I don't care. I don't believe that you won't be in my bed with other men. "

She opened her eyes, words are the most mean words in the world: "without you in this period of time, is my happiest time, no one will let me have a look at the night to do countless nightmares, no one in bed torture me. Gu Shaoqing, I used to like you, but only once. "

"Now, I'm the fiancee of Arman and I'm pregnant with his baby. I love him and he loves me."

Since Sheng huainuan's death in the sea, Mu Jiutian has been having nightmares all night long. It's just like another person. Gu Shaoqing doesn't know, and he doesn't know how many times he drives to her downstairs to accompany her all night.

He had regretted it, as the days went on.

But now, when he fell into the past regret, mujiutian stood on the edge of the mire, greeting him with the most calm and casual attitude, and then said with a smile: sorry, I'm out, you will rot and die in it.

With a few seconds of fear, he trembled and almost wanted to take away the woman in front of him. The idea grew wantonly at the bottom of his heart like a madman. At last, he was forced to suppress it and raised his eyes again: "sweet wine, I don't care, do you understand?"

There was no response.

Gu Shaoqing is just like a clown singing his own one-man show.

In the end, still can't look down, raised his hand to hold mujiutian back to his arms, side eyes light swept from beginning to end to maintain silence of Wayne Jesse, finally raised his voice and said: "my fiancee needs to rest, please send people out."

There was a pause for a few seconds, and there was no response.

Yalman glanced faintly. The servants looked different. He repeated, "didn't you hear what I said?"

"Yes, Mr. yalman."

In a hurry, they couldn't understand Chinese, but looking at the scene in front of them, they were able to grasp some of the essence. In the final analysis, Gu Shaoqing broke into the fiancee's room and wanted to rob the fiancee. It's really hard to say.Go to Gu Shaoqing's side, there is a covetous bodyguard behind him, help the servant voice speed up two points: "Mr. Gu, this way, please."

Mujiutian is so obediently lying on yalman's shoulder. He hugs him to the bedside again and lifts his hair with his plain white hands. The appearance of laughing is totally different from the cold and charming just now, with the purest joy and cleanness: "yalman, I found out that your hair is naturally curled. Can this be inherited?" After getting the affirmative answer, she flattened her mouth childishly: "if the baby is curly like you, I'm really depressed."

Yalman is tall and straight. He holds mujiutian in his arms, black and white. His eyes are sweet and greasy. From Gu Shaoqing's point of view, it is a beautiful picture.

The chill in winter creeps down the pores into the deepest part of the body.

The footstep didn't move. He dodged the action of the servant coming forward and trying to pull his arm. His voice was so tight that it was almost broken, but it was filled with the final calmness: "wine sweet, do you hate me?"