The Beautiful Wife of the Whirlwind Marriage

"You must not play the game..."

"Not very fond of it."

"Does the landlord not?"

"What it is?"

"Nothing, just a card, oh, I think you can't really play with me. What kind of interest do you usually have?" Lin Che felt that Gu Jingze seems to be a person who is not interested.

Gu Jingze said, "Drink tea, exercise, listen to music... write."

"Write? What interest is that?"

"The brush word." Gu Jingze said,

Lin Che said with amazement, "Do you still write a brush?"

"Nature, Grandpa personally taught me, he wrote a small hand, which was also very famous."

Lin Che said, "Do you write a picture of me?"

"You have no interest, what do you do?"

"I haven't seen anyone really writing a brush. It's like an antique for me. Someone will be around me..."

"..." Gu Jingze looked at her silently.

She is talking about who is an antique...

Gu Jingze looked at her. "That's because no one around you is literate and will play with these things!"

"Yes, yes, I am not saying that you are an antique, I mean this is really hard to come..."

"You are like a person like Qin Qing who can bring you any garbage breaks."

"..." Lin Che knows that he just said that he is an antique, he is angry.

When you are angry, you are angry. Why are you bringing these innocent people?

"Yes, yes, some people have my husband, what will happen, so high-end things will be, so come and let me know."

Gu Jingze snorted and saw her so embarrassed before she looked up and let people come in and get ink and paper.

After a while, things are brought.

After tiling on the table, Gu Jingze picked up the pen and said to Lin Che, "I may not have written it."

"It doesn't matter, you write it casually, I won't laugh at you."

When the voice just fell, I saw that Gu Jingze had already begun to write.

He wrote that his strength was not very big. Soon, on the white paper, he had already fallen into a beautiful black handwriting. Lin Che suddenly felt as if he had magic. He even wrote such a good-looking handwriting. It’s amazing.

His handwriting is like his people, with a beautiful face value, a stroke, a clean and neat, without a little muddy feeling, so that the heat feels very clean.

Lin Che admired Gu Jingze, "Good-looking, very good, oh, I want to learn."

Gu Jingze handed the pen to her. "Well, you can try it. It's actually very easy. The posture of holding the pen is correct. Don't hesitate when you write."

It is easy - for him.

But for Lin Che...

She learned Gu Jingze's appearance, and soon, there was a ghost character on it.

Gu Jingze said without words, "Can you write well?"

"Be serious, Lin Che, what do you write?"

"You look at you, how stupid."

"Hey, hello, Gu Jingze, I am not you, I will be all at once. I am not stupid to practice. You are so fierce, I am scared, how can I write?"

"..."

Gu Jingze looked at Lin Che without words.

Lin Che said, "And... you wrote a little sly, I can't write wild grass."

"..." Gu Jingze ordered Lin’s head. "You have a lot of excuses."

"Really, I don't have the talent for this."

"Yeah, yeah, I have never seen you talented in any way."

"There is a talent for finding a husband." She smiled at him. "The first time I went to find my husband, I found a very good husband."

Gu Jingze was suddenly bribed by her.

Looking at Lin Che, a slight movement, smiled and walked behind her, grabbed her hand in one hand, "Well, who makes me such a good husband, you don't move, I will teach you."

Gu Jingze grabbed Lin Che's arm in the back. Lin Chewei smiled and felt that Gu Jingze was so obsessed with her hand and wrote a new stroke on a piece of white paper.

His breath was in his ear, and she felt that her ears were slightly hot, and her hands were pinched by him, as if the whole person was surrounded by him in his arms.

The handsome cheeks almost stuck to her face, feeling so intimate.

Lin Che had already been stunned by horses, and by his strength, he wrote a poem.

I hope to be single-minded, and the white head is not separated.

Lin Che’s heart moved.

Even if I know that this is just a poem, my heart still can't help but yearn for it.

The white head does not deviate... that is a beautiful story.

Lin Che said, "Wow, it’s great to see what I wrote. Can I pick it up and let people hang my room?"

"That room is modern, you hang this... more uncoordinated."

"But I want to hang it." Lin Che said.

Gu Jingze saw Lin Che say so, nodded and agreed, "Well, then you hang."

"Oh, great."

Seeing Lin Che happy, Gu Jingze rubbed her hair and sucked the aroma of her body.

I closed my eyes and endured for a moment.

Close your eyes, but your heart thinks more.

She still wants to go, she feels her waist, and she is so hard to stop.

She snorted and felt that Gu Jingze’s body temperature had come over, so she rubbed her back. “Don’t move...”

"You...what are you doing..."

"Tell me not to move, come, let me see you."

"You, you, don't, here is the study, you are not waiting for the meeting..."

"Let them wait." Gu Jingze hugged her, and she lifted it hard. She had already been placed on his desk.

Lin Che suddenly thought that he really wants to do, "You, you, you... don't do this, I can't do it..."

"Don't move, I will see you." He said, pulling her skirt off.

At home, she wore a simple skirt with only one basement inside.

Gu Jingze held her ankle and lifted her foot up.

Lin Che called silently. "You...what are you doing, this is not good..." Her face was red, and her helplessly held his arm and looked nervous.

Gu Jingze looked at her. "Don't move, I will see, really, won't move you."

"but……"

He kissed her lips in a bite, lingering, swallowing her panic.

Then, slowly slowly went down.

Lin Che looked up and breathed.

I always felt that his kiss had reached the darkest spot, and she was scared to say, "Don't be like this, I..."

"Oh... the injury is still not good, I can't move you, so it's a good solution."

"but……"

"But what, Jie Jie will not work, do you want to kill me?"

Lin Che’s face is red, how can it be solved?

However, Gu Jingze is still a bit of a look, so Lin Che suddenly lost the ability to think ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ just, then.

Suddenly someone came knocking at the door.

Lin Che hurriedly grabbed his arm. "No, no, no, Gu Jingze."

Gu Jingze put down Lin Che, looking at the door silently, some gloomy.

Lin Che Road, "Cash wash... hate, I can't say it."

I quickly ran into the study room and took the bathroom, and simply washed my face.

Gu Jingze then came in and washed it, and looked at his body. He took a deep breath and directly brought a feeling of boredom to the outsiders.

At this time, the door opened, the servant said, "Mrs., security said, someone came to see his wife."

Someone came to see her?

Lin Che was a bit strange, went out, and saw the people outside, Yang Lingwei.