On the roof, Yang Ruxin leaned against Gu Qingheng and gestured downward with her lips: "Are you going to handle it?"
"It’s up to you." Gu Qingheng had no interest in other people’s affairs, as long as the woman was by his side, anything was fine.
"Since it’s their personal affairs, how about you notify Fa Qingyang and let him handle it?" Yang Ruxin touched her chin.
"Good idea." Gu Qingheng imdiately raised his hand to make a gesture in the air.
Yang Xiong hurried off from the shadows.
Soon, footsteps could be heard approaching the main courtyard, while inside the house, the woman was already hooked onto the man, lying on the couch, engaged in indescribable acts.
"Let’s go." Gu Qingheng picked up the woman who was watching with keen interest, "Instead of watching others, let’s do it ourselves." Then, without further ado, he leapt away.
As for what the outco here will be, that’s beyond their control.
Gu Qingheng didn’t take Yang Ruxin back to the guest room, but rather went to the rear mountain.
Usually, an autumn night is cool, but Yang Ruxin’s consciousness lingered on the round moon in the sky. She even felt she had turned into Chang’e, rushing toward the moon...
When Yang Ruxin woke up again, she found herself back in the guest room. Just one move, and she felt pain all over her body, the scene from the rear mountain last night flooding her mind, causing her to blush: "This rascal!"
"Thank you for the complint, wife." A voice ca from above.
"Shaless." Yang Ruxin lifted her eyes and t those peach blossom eyes, unable to help rolling her eyes.
"If you keep looking at like that, wife, I’ll be even more shaless." Gu Qingheng leaned down to touch his wife’s forehead.
"I can’t take it anymore, I’m too exhausted these days, please let off." Yang Ruxin instantly surrendered, hurriedly trying to shrink into the bed, did rolling her eyes also seduce him? How did she not know?
"Haha." Gu Qingheng chuckled quietly and quickly pulled her out, "You’re giving in so soon?"
"Of course I’m giving in." Yang Ruxin blinked pitifully, "Brother Qingheng, please let off."
Gu Qingheng’s eyes darkened, quickly changing the topic: "Hurry up and get up, Xing Ziyu has awakened."
"Really?" Yang Ruxin imdiately sat up quickly, but due to getting up too fast, the quilt slipped off.
Gu Qingheng’s eyes instantly narrowed, unintentionally swallowing.
"Um..." Yang Ruxin hurriedly pulled the quilt back up, "Gu Qingheng, you can’t go back on your words."
"Xinxin." Gu Qingheng sighed hoarsely, "I find that when it cos to you, all my self-control is gone. With my own wife, does counting still matter?"
"How could it not? There’s even more need for trustworthiness with your own wife."
"Any other ti, it must exist, but at this ti, it can be absent." Gu Qingheng held the clothes, dressing her personally.
"Pff!" Yang Ruxin rolled her eyes.
"Want to try?"
"I was wrong!"
By the ti Yang Ruxin arrived at the main courtyard, an hour had passed.
Everyone was present, so when they entered, everyone’s gaze turned sowhat mischievous.
Yang Ruxin shrunk her neck in self-consciousness, then glared at Gu Qingheng.
Fortunately, the matter at hand was of primary importance, so for the ti being, no one teased them.
Xing Ziyu still lay in bed, but her eyes were open, her eye rims red, clearly having cried.
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