Chapter 40

The night is deep.

The car finally arrived at Yeying Yipin.

Beiming ink felt as if it had lasted for a century.

The fire took the wheelchair out of the trunk.

He took a look at Gu Huan, who was lying between his master's legs and couldn't wake up!

Miss Gu can really make trouble when she is drunk. Gnawing and biting, the wine mania is not small.

It's just hard for master's leg. I guess master's, er, three legs are numb

Xinghuo glanced at Beiming's cold face.

Trembling gall son swallowed one mouthful, cautiously ask a way, "Lord son, don't I back attend to miss go up?"

Beiming Mo's eyebrows tightened tightly. He glanced at the woman who was sleeping between his lower abdomen and legs. His injured hand immediately took her body and threw it on the back of the chair, just like a rag doll. His tone was very cold -

"drag her to the wheelchair."

Another two drops of sweat from the fire.

The master's word is to drag Miss Gu into the wheelchair.

"Yes, master." Xing Huo carefully pushed the wheelchair to the other side of the car.

He opened the car door, took a look at the drunk Gu Huan, and gave her a slight push on the shoulder in embarrassment. "Miss Gu, Miss Gu?"

"Well Drink... " Gu Huan mumbled two words, then fell to one side and continued to sleep.

Xing Huo sighed helplessly, "I'm sorry, Miss Gu, Xing Huo has offended."

At the end of the speech, he grabbed Gu Huan's shoulder, followed his master's instructions, and really dragged Gu Huan out of the car

On the way, Gu Huan's head bumped into the car door, "Oh..." Subconsciously, she frowned and uttered a murmur.

"Fire of punishment!"

With a cold voice, Gu Huan's hands were loosened, and his upper body was about to fall out of the car -

"Damn it With a low reprimand, Beiming Mo took the long arm and quickly caught the woman's body hanging in the air, "Xing Huo, can't you move a person?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, master..."

He looks aggrieved and wronged, my Lord. Didn't he drag Miss Gu to the wheelchair as you ordered

Beiming Mo's eyebrows were tight, and his eyes glared at Xinghuo. In the end, he sighed.

Cuddling Gu Huan in his arms, he immediately sat in a wheelchair and put the dead fish like woman on his leg.

Xing Huo quickly turns to his back and pushes the wheelchair upstairs

*

after sending Beiming Mo to his residence, Xing Huo almost flies away from the scene, fearing that he might offend the master again.

There were only two people left in the luxurious room.

Beiming Mo looked at the woman who was sleeping in her arms. She really wanted to wake her up.

Can this woman sleep so sweetly with no heart and no lung after disturbing his spring love?

He had no place to vent his anger.

When I think of it, I feel angry.

He suddenly pushes his hand -

GU Huan's body is like a caterpillar out of balance. It rolls down his legs and finally falls into the high-grade carpet imported from Italy

"Ah..." Although the carpet is quite soft and gives off some strength, the sudden pain of the body still wakes Gu Huan from his drunken dream.

Leng Bu Ding sang aloud. She opened her bleary eyes in a daze, frowned and blurted out, "who dares to kill my mother's dream? I'm not finished with him..."

Mother, she just saw Yifeng's back in her dream.

Yifeng stands on the top of the mountain and silently looks at the sunset. The beautiful boy under the red sun is already a tall and mature young man.

And she, in her dream, has climbed up the hill, watching Yifeng turn around

Good chicken jelly has wood.

After five years, she really wanted to see that handsome young man again. Is he becoming more and more beautiful now?

Who knows a pain wave hit to come over, also Maple disappeared out of thin air.

She rolled down the cliff and showed her teeth in pain, and her dream disappeared

"Wuwu..." She was silent in her heart, and she was a maple.

The pupil of Beiming ink suddenly shrinks.

Gu Huan, a good guy, said that he was stingy, cold and gloomy, a jerk and a lust demon. Now even the tortoise and grandson are scolding him

He slightly narrowed his eyes and crossed a dangerous cold light, which he wrote down one by one!

Suddenly, he got up from his wheelchair.

Even if it was dragging a leg with mobility difficulties, it was still like a king, leaning towards her step by step.

Gu Huan, who is still grieving in her dream, is getting closer and closer to her with a chilling momentum --

"Gu Huan, if you dare to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, I will throw you out of the window!"It's still a cold tone, a cold threat.

However, here, but the top of the night yingyipin!

If you throw it down, don't say it's broken. I'm afraid that after being divided by five horses in mid air, when the wind blows, your limbs will be scattered. I don't think you can find the bone powder

Wuwu, it's terrible.

"Ying..." Gu Huan struggled twice, frowned and reluctantly opened his eyes.

The brain is still a drunken paste.

"Finally willing to wake up?" Beiming ink cold rebuke a, droop eyes and her blurred black pupil look at one eye, "how, dream of big money, or dream of which man?"

There was a trace of haze in the gnashing voice.

Gu Huan woke up a little bit. He giggled twice It's the President I didn't dream about anything. I just dream about eating... "

She grinned perfunctorily, sobbing. If Yifeng is a cake, she will eat it without hesitation.

The cold eyes of Beiming Mohsen didn't look too much. He just looked at her and ordered in a low voice -

"come in and give me a bath!"

With that, he walked to the bathroom step by step with a crutch

"Take a bath?" Gu Huan couldn't help stirring up.

The brain was instantly awakened by these two words.

Staring at the big bell like eyes, staring at the tall back of the God, she swallowed.

He cried behind him, "here, give you a bath? No, can you... "

Based on the previous experience of helping him take out his baby's urine, Gu Huan can't guarantee that anything will go wrong this time.

She shivered at the thought of the urine left on her hand.

Whining, that guy's changing his state, there are trees and

"Gu Huan, five minutes. If you don't come in five minutes, you'll roll up and get out!"

Then, the gloomy voice was hidden in the bathroom

*

GU Huan went into the kitchen and made a cup of tea.

I patted my cheek a few times, took a deep breath, and tried to make myself sober.

But the wine was so strong that she was still dizzy.

But she knew that he was the one who could be more ruthless.

To be honest, it was something she wanted to do immediately.

But

She made a seven day bet with him.

Her agreement with her father.

She's constantly in conflict.

On the one hand, she is eager to win the bet with Beiming Mo and get real freedom.

But on the other hand, from the bottom of her heart, she really wanted to see the face of Gu Anqi's mother and daughter on the day her mother married her father!

But once she wins Beiming Mo, it means that the possibility of her staying in Beiming is zero.

Then, let the mother be able to marry the father, I'm afraid it will become empty talk!

One side is her freedom, the other is her mother's happiness.

It's hard to choose between left and right.

Damn, what should she do?

Gu Huan lingered in the kitchen, trying to figure out a way to get the best of both worlds.

When the clock on the wall points to five minutes.

She finally put down her cup.

Straight back, as if a strong man went to the battlefield and might break his wrist at any time, he rushed to the bathroom of beimingmo

*

in the bathroom, there is water mist.

Beiming ink is leaning on the edge of the bath, red fruit on the upper body, perfect muscle lines, honey colored healthy skin, especially charming under the dim light in the bathroom

The bath is embedded in the ground, just like a small swimming pool.

Curling water mist with the water wave layer by layer diffuse, emitting a faint fragrance.

The enchanting of a room seems to be a kind of emotion

Gu Huan stepped into the bathroom, his head was still a little dim, glanced at the perfect man like a sculpture, and could not help sighing, "your wound is not suitable for soaking in water."

Beiming Mo shrugged indifferently, then stood up straight, as if expecting her to come in, and spit out indifferently, "take off your clothes."

“……” His stubborn behavior made her roll her eyes.

What's the point of this man's obsession with cleanliness?

Even if it's hurt like this, I still insist on taking a bath.

With another sigh, she had to walk slowly up to him.

The tall and majestic figure suddenly came into view. A strong male smell filled her nose. Her face turned red and her heart beat a few times.

Holding her breath, she stretched out her thin fingers and trembled to untie his trousers