Gu Jin walked straight to the sofa and sat down, poured herself a glass of water, and then stretched out her hand to Song Suihuan, "Documents."
Song Suihuan handed over the document, never daring to focus on anything.
After her mind calmed down, she thought of Qin Yao who had just gone down.
My whole body felt as disgusting as if I had eaten a fly.
Gu Jin opened the document and stretched out her hand to Song Suihuan, "Pen."
Song Suihuan took out a pen from her bag and was about to hand it over when her wrist was caught. He pulled her and she leaned forward.
Then he knelt in front of Gu Jin in an extremely embarrassed and weird posture.
One hand is on the back of the sofa, the other is on...
"Why are you shy? It's not like you haven't seen it before?" Gu Jin smiled, "Didn't you really like it before?"
Song Suihuan squeezed the pen in her hand tightly, and just when she straightened up a little, Gu Jin hugged her waist again.
"Don't touch me, it's disgusting." Song Suihuan struggled.
"Disgusting?" Gu Jin said in a deep voice, "Isn't it disgusting when you seduced me?"
"I didn't seduce you." Song Suihuan pushed him with great strength, but couldn't push him away. "I didn't know it was you who came in."
Gu Jin's eyes were cold and his hands were strong. He held down Song Suihuan's legs and pressed her directly onto the sofa. "You could obviously refuse me, but you didn't. Song Suihuan, what are you pretending to do?"
Song Suihuan gave him a backhand slap. Under the dim light, Gu Jin's face became horribly dark.
"let me go!"
"It's okay to let you go and take it off yourself." Gu Jin stood up slightly.
Song Suihuan was about to run, but was pulled back. She turned around and stabbed Gu Jin's chest with the pen in her hand.
Blood gushed out quickly, Gu Jin frowned slightly, and held Song Suihuan's hand tighter, "You only have so much strength?"
"...Madman." Song Suihuan was a little panicked as he saw more and more blood flowing out. In the end, he didn't twist Gu Jin and took some paper from the table to stop the bleeding.
Gu Jin took advantage of the break to wipe the blood and kissed her. He restrained her and pushed her to the sofa.
His lips covered hers, finding the right moment to penetrate as she struggled.
Hearing the deep and shallow breathing of two people in his ears, Song Suihuan felt that two of her bodies were split into two, one was entangled with Gu Jin, and the other stood beside her, looking at her current appearance coldly.
In the face of absolute power, all struggles are in vain.
Gu Jin thought the pants were troublesome, so she simply tore them off and the buttons of her clothes fell apart.
Song Suihuan regretted why he didn't give the documents to Qin Yao just now.
In fact, she rarely cries anymore.
Because she felt that she was cold and tough enough, but her tears fell uncontrollably.
A sob louder than a sound.
Gu Jin rarely felt that he was a human being. When he saw Song Sui crying happily, he was slightly excited.
Just like when he made her cry before, there was no reason, just because he wanted to hear her beg for mercy.
"Stop crying." Gu Jin's voice softened.
"You bully people." Song Suihuan choked and bit Gu Jin's shoulder, "Why do you all bully me? Why?"
Tears fell on Gu Jin's shoulders, sliding down the muscles of her chest, leaving a shallow trace, and finally disappeared at her heart.
There are two types of tears, one is true feelings, and the other is purely fake, commonly known as crocodile tears.
Almost the first second Song Suihuan cried, Gu Jin recognized that she was faking it.
But the areas where tears had flowed on his body seemed to have been burned, and he suddenly became a little irritated: "Song Suihuan, you really think I can't do anything to you, do you?"
