Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

What's more, she knew in her heart that whether it was Xu Zipei or Zhang Mengmeng, as long as she occupied the position of Mrs. Leng, these two women, even if they slobbered three thousand feet at Lengsi City, would definitely not try to climb up like Chen Wenjie. His bed was unscrupulous. It has nothing to do with education, just because of their identities and status, they are not allowed to do this kind of devaluation behavior.

Although after three years of running in, there is always a little more family affection without love, or it is better to say that it is a habit, accustomed to her being his wife, accustomed to her being by his side.

Moreover, for some time now, Gu Qingqing has always felt that Lengsicheng is a little more interested in her, and always loves to get close to her when she has things and nothing else. However, this kind of closeness is not for her soul or her thoughts, but only for her body.

It was just like at this time, so straightforward and unabashedly, the appreciation of her...physical, gave her the illusion that Lengscheng didn't pay attention to her at all, and regarded her as that kind of casual. A woman, after playing for three months, she just lost her mind. She doesn't respect her at all, love her, and give her my heart.

Leng Sicheng saw her eyes down slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. It seems that there are a thousand words to narrate, but the words are on the lips, and nothing can be said.

He approached gently, with her crystal earlobes in the corners of her thin lips. He didn't quite understand her careful thoughts at this time. He thought she was just a little shy. His voice was very low: "What's wrong, huh?"

She did not speak, but lowered her head slightly for a while, and gently pushed his shoulders with her hands, as if trying to break free from his arms: "It's okay, just a little tired."

tired? Leng Sicheng saw her gently struggling out of her arms, her long eyelashes concealing the emotions flowing in her eyes. I didn't feel that when I wore the clothes neatly before, but now she only had these butterflies all over her body, which immediately revealed all the traces of his brutality last night, and took a photo in the mirror—a bit shocking.

Gu Qingqing was lowering her head and changing her clothes with her back facing the mirror. After changing this set, although there were still several sets of untryed clothes piled up in the corner, she had no energy and no mood to try it.

"Do you still have to try these clothes?" She was weak even to speak.

Lengscheng didn't answer, just watched her sideways, lowered her head, put on her BRA and bottom-pants, and then put on the skirt. Maybe it was a bit cold, she bowed her head sideways and rubbed her nose gently with an "Oh owe".

Leng Sicheng glanced at her faintly for a moment, suddenly stretched out his hand, hooked her waist, and pulled her over. Gu Qingqing suddenly fell back on his lap, his sturdy long legs carried her, and his broad embrace encircled her.

Gu Qingqing was a little surprised. She turned her head and glanced at him. There was no expression on Lengsicheng's face, but she turned her head, took her clothes, and put it on her.

He was a man, and he couldn't be gentle enough to wear clothes, but his rough way of wearing clothes made her feel a little soft, and then quickly collapsed.

After all, for a woman, the most effective way to conquer her heart is not to occupy-have. Rather, let her feel the feeling of being loved, cared for, respected, and cherished.