Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly Chapter 242: Their Perfect Seventh Young Master Was Defiled

Slapping her face, her hand also hurt a lot.

Slapping a face, the hand really hurts...

Everyone in the lobby, especially the won, were completely dumbfounded!

Even more unbelievable, the Seventh Young Master who always hated won getting close to him, actually facing the girl’s embrace... not rejecting?

He really didn’t reject! He even let her hang on his neck!

Xia Yinian hooked Gu Beicheng’s neck with one hand, while showing off with the other.

This soft, coy deanor, if it’s not coquettishness, what is it: "Beicheng, look."

"I see it." Gu Beicheng’s voice was faint, no one could tell what his mood was.

Is he happy, or angry? Really, no one could see through it.

Even Xia Yinian, in fact, was just taking a gamble, betting on the fleeting playful light in his eyes just now.

This guy, he’s just watching the show!

That one of the three major custors, he seems... really didn’t care much.

It’s hard to say whether to call him wildly unrestrained, or unfamiliar with the ways of the world.

But now, Xia Yinian had no mind to care about these anymore.

Glancing at the stunned Le Qingqing from the corner of her eye, she tiptoed trying to get closer to Gu Beicheng, but found she simply couldn’t!

"Could you..." the little girl glared at him with so resentnt, "Could you bend down a bit?"

Didn’t he see she’s already tiring herself out to reach him?

The irritating part, even though she is exhausted from tiptoeing, she still couldn’t reach.

This guy is simply too tall, a ter ninety, a full head taller than her!

Gu Beicheng almost laughed out loud because of her small request.

It seed he really forgot, this girl is truly like a little dwarf to him.

Although by estimation she should be around one ter sixty-two or three, in the eyes of soone who was one ter ninety, she indeed is short.

He gently bent down, Xia Yinian imdiately hooked his neck again, tiptoeing once more.

This ti, her thin lips just reached his chin, and she gently pressed a kiss on his chin.

This girl kissed the Seventh Young Master! Oh God! Their perfect, cruel, and non-indulgent in won’s Seventh Young Master, got kissed!

The Seventh Young Master got kissed! Woo woo woo, their Seventh Young Master has been defiled! Waaah!

But why can this girl do it? Just because she is proactive?

Le Qingqing snapped out of her furious resentnt, and the next second, she quickly ca over, with her hands spread out.

"Beicheng, not only did my hand get hurt, my face was also slapped by her!"

Damn yellow-haired girl, daring to complain about her hand hurting after slapping her face, and she hasn’t even spoken out yet!

Originally thinking Gu Beicheng was so cold and hard to approach, but now, she clearly saw another woman can get close to him!

"Beicheng..." Unable to sway him, Le Qingqing’s rage could only be vented on Xia Yinian.

"You have no sha! Courting Beicheng in public, do you have any sense of sha?"

Everyone internally sighed, speaking of sha, Le Qingqing doesn’t seem to be much better than others.

It’s just soone acting cute, the Seventh Master tolerates, soone else being coquettish, the Seventh Master finds it disgusting, that’s all.

Has she forgotten, not long ago, what the Seventh Master said to her?

Le Qingqing didn’t forget, but rather, she rooted in disbelief that with her own status, with the cooperation between Le Family and Imperial Group, she would lose to a nothing yellow-haired girl.

She looked at Gu Beicheng, her eyes watery: "Beicheng, it really hurts."