Rebirth of Miss Jiao of the Republic of China

"The last time I went to sea, I smoked at your door all night."

"Why?" Tang Jiao looked at Gu Tingyun in confusion, a little puzzled.

Gu Tingyun leaned in Tang Jiao's ear and whispered, "What do you mean?"

A gust of wind blew through, and Tang Jiao felt itchy all over.

She pushed Gu Tingyun a little, and said, "Where do I know, you speak well. Every time you stay so close and there are no others, you can't commit this."

Gu Tingyun laughed and teased her softly: "But I like to talk to your ear, just like watching you blushing so nervously. You are so cute like this! And..."

He paused and said, "I would think of you all in pink on the bed and let me do whatever I want."

Tang Jiao looked at Gu Tingyun, she never thought that this person was like this.

Isn't he, he is mature and calm?

How is it like this!

Tang Jiao stared at Gu Tingyun blankly. She really couldn't understand that Gu Tingyun, who seemed pure-hearted, would be in this style.

When Tang Jiao was still stupid, Gu Tingyun had already wrapped her in her arms, bowed her head and dropped a fine kiss on her forehead, kissed her brows down, and kissed the tip of her nose, eyes, and red mouth... ... Tang Jiao was held in his arms like this, the original coolness was swept away, not only was it not cold, but also became hot.

She felt hot as if it was not her own body, and her heart was pounding harder, as if fainting in the next moment.

Gu Tingyun's kiss finally landed on her lips, and Tang Jiao felt that he was going to eat himself, so he took himself to the bone, leaving no inch.

This kind of nervous feeling seems to be the first time that two people kissed. Gu Tingyun’s kiss was aggressive that cannot be ignored. His big hand was inserted into her black flying hair, fixed her head, and his flexible tongue opened her lips and teeth. Domineering intrusion.

Tang Jiao has never kissed anyone, and I don't know if others are the same, but she just knows that Gu Tingyun's technique must be very good. His lips and tongue are numb, and every inch of his mouth is filled with his taste, and he is domineering and mellow. He still refuses to let him go, as if, as if it all belongs to him.

She, how could she fall in love?

Is this still her Tang Jiao?

Tang Jiao's small hands slowly wrapped around his waist. His waist was thin and his strong muscles felt good.

Her little mouth responded softly, and poked into her little **** way...

Gu Tingyun was taken aback for a moment, and then moved frantically.

The two people seemed to have no tomorrow, so they stood on the deck and kissed each other, and refused to relax.

Tang Jiao felt that she was about to suffocate and passed out, but, but she couldn't show weakness...

Her little hand slipped into Gu Tingyun's clothes. Gu Tingyun finally stopped. He held her little hand and said in a low voice, "You seduce me?"

Erotic in the low voice.

Tang Jiao shook her head decisively, refusing to admit it.

It's just that it's useless not to admit it.

Gu Tingyun suddenly picked up Tang Jiao and said seriously: "Whether you admit it or not. You can't run away."

Tang Jiao screamed, "Let go of me! You old bastard."

Gu Tingyun smiled: "You said that I am old for two full years. Now I will let you know whether I am old or not."

He carried Tang Jiao back to the cabin and quickly entered the room. The room was decorated in a warm, warm tone.

Tang Jiao struggled: "I want to go down."

Gu Tingyun... How could Gu Tingyun give her this opportunity!

Gu Tingyun gently spread Tang Jiao's body on the bed, then leaned over and kissed it gently.

This time he was not in a hurry to kiss the ground, but he was still passionate. He wrapped her small mouth completely, pushed her teeth away, and moved his hands from the slender neck to the earlobe, but after a while, Gu Tingyun She gradually faded Tang Jiao's clothes, her exquisite body under the dim light was not very clear, but Gu Tingyun was familiar with every inch of her.

She was covered in the delicate beauty of a young girl, and her skin was porcelain-white and crystal clear. At this time, a certain hard part of his body could not help shaking.

Gu Tingyun separated Tang Jiao's slender legs and pushed in without giving her any chance. Tang Jiao's body trembled violently, whispered softly, and the tip of her tongue trembled and moaned...

I don’t know how long it took. Tang Jiao felt as if she had been fished out of the water. Her two legs didn’t have any strength. She leaned on Gu Tingyun’s chest and was lethargic, but at this time she still remembered what Gu Tingyun said earlier. After passing, she asked in a daze: "Did you not go to play cards last time? Why did you stay at my door all night?"

Gu Tingyun was also sweating at this time. He took the quilt and covered them with a deep smile, and slowly said: "I miss you! I can't think about it. I wonder if you will open the door in the middle of the night, so I You can just enter your room. Be with you."

At that time, he wanted her very much.

He likes her so so much...Fortunately, he resisted it.

It was an engagement. The two had such a close relationship, and it would take a long time for Tang Jiao to relax. If he hadn't gotten engaged, he didn't know what would happen to Tang Jiao.

Don't look at Tang Jiao's arrogance and seemingly fearless, but people always have weaknesses.

Tang Jiao is the same.

He gently stroked her back and whispered: "Good boy, go to sleep."

Tang Jiao didn't know whether he heard what he said, and at this time she had fallen asleep in a daze, very quiet.

Gu Tingyun smiled lowly, rubbed her fingers lightly, and put a kiss on her hair.

At this time, it was all dark outside the cabin, and the night on the sea was beautiful. Gu Tingyun looked out the window, and a little bit of stars could be seen outside the window.

He thought: God really loves him.

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The night in Shanghai is always singing, singing and dancing.

It seems that no matter what is good or bad outside, it is not as good as a song or a dance in such a wonderful night.

No matter what is so happy.

Mr. Hong got out of the car, and people around him immediately followed.

"Hmm." A three-point drunk man ran into Mr. Hong all at once.

Mr. Hong frowned slightly, and the people around him hurriedly stepped forward and shoved: "Who, has blinded your dog?"

The drunkard was in a suit and leather shoes. He raised his head to look at Mr. Hong, hehe, and apologized: "I'm sorry."

He tried hard to apologize seriously and focused, but to no avail, another sentence: "I'm really sorry."

Mr. Hong looked at the red man whose eyes were already drinking, and pondered.

The entourage next to him was about to start. Mr. Hong stretched out his hand to stop it. He said, "No need."

He somewhat recognized this person, this was Yue Jiawen.

He knew this man, Gu Tingyun's half-brother. It's just... isn't he also a promising doctor? How would it appear here? Moreover, it looks like a ghost.

He said: "Let's go."

After entering the door, he immediately ordered the people around him, "What happened to that person just now?"

The manager next to him immediately replied: "He has come here often recently and is regarded by those young ladies as a triumphant. He is quite willing to spend money, but he gets drunk every time he comes, and he gets drunk when he goes there. If there is any dancer to take away, there is no reason. "

Mr. Hong said: "I came to stare at him on weekdays and let me know if something happened."

The manager replied, and said: "This man should be a doctor, but I think his life is not going well. It is said that his girlfriend was killed by someone, and he sometimes grabbed someone called Qiu Chan. Qiu Chan Qiu Chan's , It's ridiculous."

Mr. Hong nodded and waved his hand to let the manager out.

He didn't deliberately inquire about Gu Tingyun's affairs, but from this point of view, this person could not stand up.

But I think about it, I experience more when I am young, and people are naturally more resistant to pressure. If it was a time when everything went smoothly, a little bit of wind and rain would make him unable to bear it. Look now, Yue Jiawen is like this.

He wanted to call Gu Tingyun. Thinking of this person now at sea, he groaned for a while and put down the phone.

It is true that Yue Jiawen is not too troublesome. He sits quietly and listens to songs and drinks. Although he feels 120,000 uncomfortable, he can't get drunk.

People sometimes ask for a drunk, but more often they cannot do it.

He kept drinking, and some Yingyingyanyan came over. He knew it, but how?

These Yingying Yanyan are not Qiu Chan after all.

Qiu Chan is dead!

Was beaten to death!

And he didn't know who the person who killed Qiuchan was, was it the Shen family? Yes!

Is it Gu Tingyun? Maybe so.

After all, Gu Tingyun and the Shen family are inextricably linked.

He didn't dare to wonder if Tang Jiao was involved, if not, how could she show up in the hospital?

These people, maybe these people listed a big net that killed Qiu Chan.

This is what Yue Jiawen suffers the most, Qiu Chan, such a good Qiu Chan!

He leaned on the sofa, his whole being very decadent.

He dreams of Qiuchan almost every night, dreaming of what she said on the day of her death.

She said... She only admitted to harming Tang Jiao to protect him.

Yue Jiawen felt extremely uncomfortable.

Maybe he only liked Shen Qiuchan before, but Shen Qiuchan was dead. The death of Shen Qiuchan instantly turned Yue Jiawen's likes into ten.

He couldn't think that a girl who had appeared in front of him so vividly died like this.

He hated everyone in the Shen family, and it was they who killed Qiu Chan in partnership. I also hate Shen Qing, Shen Lianyi and them, and Tang Jiao, Gu Tingyun...It seems that no one is innocent.

They all said that Qiu Chan had troubled the Shen family and that he was right from wrong.

He chuckled, right and wrong?

If someone really does not distinguish between right and wrong, it is definitely not him.

After taking another sip of wine, Yue Jiawen got up. No amount of excitement here can hide the fact that he is uncomfortable.

He stood up swayingly, and a dancer immediately leaned forward: "Brother, are you leaving now?"

The pungent smell of inferior perfume made Yue Jiawen frown. He faintly wanted to nausea, pushed the dancer away, and stumbled out the door.

At the door, you can still hear the singing of "Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are also a city that never sleeps..."

He covered his ears, disgusted even more.

Yue Jiawen quickened his pace and ran for a few minutes, the singing finally disappeared.

A beautiful girl like Qiu Chan, don't even know what the ballroom is?

He leaned on the telephone pole, panting.

A rickshaw passed by, and a girl in a dress passed by.

Yue Jiawen was surprised: "Qiu Chan!"