Chapter 391

Name:My Dear Mr. Gu Author:Canmiao Aiyu
Hovie's dreaming.

She dreamt that her father looked at her with blood, hatred and despair.

"Little dance, don't you want dad? You are an unfilial daughter. If it were not for you, I would not die. I would not die with my eyes closed... " Dad reached out and pinched her neck.

She felt unable to breathe, but unable to struggle.

Oxygen, a little bit from the body flow away.

"Stop it." Gu Taiting picked up the knife.

She saw the knife light, the heart was twisted up, begged: "Gu Ting don't want."

My father's head was cut off.

He rolled on the ground for a few times, grew tusks, flew over and bit his neck.

"Dad, no, no, Dad." She pushed her father's head.

But can't make the strength, ear, is the devil's roar, roar, the shock of the ears are painful.

Gu Ting fell into a pool of blood in front of her.

Her heart was cut like a knife.

"No!" Hovie screamed and sat up.

Tears were streaming down my face.

That dream, too real, real, she can't slow down.

The door was pushed open

GU Tingting appeared at the door.

Huo Wei dance saw him, did not think from the sofa, rushed to his arms.

"Little dance, what's the matter? Have you had a nightmare? " Gu Ting asked in a soft voice.

She hugged his waist tightly, her face buried in his neck socket, greedily absorbed the masculine taste of Gu Ting.

Her body shivered cold, as if only his body temperature, let her feel a little warm.

Gu Ting put his arms around her back, stroked her up and down, and comforted her: "don't be afraid. It's just a dream. Now that I'm here, I won't let anyone hurt you."

Huo Wei's dance calmed down and stepped back.

"Why are you back? Don't you say you won't come back today or tomorrow? " Huo Wei dance surprised way.

Gu Ting swept to the table.

The food on the table has no trace of moving.

He twisted his eyebrows and pinched her. There was not much meat left on her face. "No food?"

Huo Wei looks at him puzzled.

He won't come from the capital, just to have dinner with her.

"When are you going?" Huo Weiwu blurted out.

Gu Taiting took an arm and looked at Patek Philippe on his wrist. "There will be two meetings in about an hour."

So, he flew back and forth for four hours to accompany her for an hour's meal.

Huo Wei dances the heart apex trembles fiercely, the tentative words to the mouth, all swallows.

She lowered her eyes, turned and walked toward the table. "I'll be able to eat it soon after I'm hot."

"Well." Gu took off his suit, put it on the sofa, unbuttoned his shirt on his wrist and rolled it up to his elbow.

He helped Huo Wei dance to bring the remaining tomato eggs and shredded pork with Beijing sauce into the kitchen.

Huo Weiwu poured the white gourd ribs and Flammulina velutipes into two pots and turned on the gas.

The smell of food came from the kitchen.

She is like a wife waiting for her husband to come home for dinner.

In the kitchen there was the woman he had been dreaming of and the warmth he had always wanted.

Gu Ting put down the bowl and hugged her behind her.

Her tough chest was against her back.

Kiss from her hair, to her side face, to her earlobe.

The exhaled heat fell on her skin.

It was itching to get into her heart.

He grasped her very cocky buttocks, bit her ear lobe, and said vaguely and hoarsely, "little dance, I want to eat you."

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