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Chapter 1167 His breath was slightly rough: "Baby, when will we get married again?"

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    "Aren't you jealous?" Gu Nanjue reached out and smoothed the rough hair around her ears, "Even if you go, it will be the last time. You come with me."

    Sheng Qianqian is the director, and she has seen too many weird and bloody plots on the screen.

    So for a vain woman like Wu Jia who comes out of a small place and has a noble attitude, she actually feels quite oppressive.

    Even if a man promises not to care about Wu Jia in the future, Wu Jia is like sand in a shell. If she makes a man feel that she has worked hard, she can be polished into a bright pearl in his heart.

    With Gu Nanjue¡¯s character of making a promise, he must still be unable to bear the guilt in his heart and lend a helping hand to Wu Jia again. This is something Sheng Qianqian doesn¡¯t want to see at any time.

    She must cut off Wu Jia¡¯s trouble, get her out of the capital, live her life honestly, and not disturb them from now on.

    The light in the room is just right and blurry. The golden sunlight hangs slightly to the west and falls on the man's handsome face through the glass wall.

    Sheng Qianqian looked at him for a few seconds and said softly, "Okay."

    Gu Nanjue lowered his head and kissed her twice, but at this moment, his seductive and hoarse voice blew into her ears with a smile like warm wind, "Let's talk about it after the new year. It's not easy to wait until the baby changes his mind, and I don't want to have any trouble."  If you accidentally make the baby unhappy again, you¡¯ll beat me back to hell.¡±

    As he spoke, his breath inevitably became hot and rich. From time to time, the tip of his tongue licked the tip of her white ear, and he chuckled: "Now, the most urgent thing is, honey, when will we get married again?"

    This topic has been discussed before.

    It¡¯s just that at that time, Sheng Qianqian thought that the trial period would take three months. She felt that now, and she didn¡¯t care whether it was sooner or later. If she could slap Wu Jia in the face with a red notebook now, she would feel quite happy.

    Although I think so, it¡¯s not actually a remarriage.

    Because she had a short marriage with Ji Ming after they divorced, to be honest, Gu Nanjue is no longer her ex-husband, but her former ex-husband.

    Rather than remarrying her ex-husband, it would be more appropriate to remarry.

    Remarrying? No matter how many times you remarry, it is the same for women. It is a new journey in a relationship.

    A new journey naturally involves a sense of ritual.

    She stood on tiptoes, put her arms around the man's neck and blew the fragrance into his ear, "It's not impossible to remarry. It's just that the more men take what is easy to get, the less they take it seriously. I think you, Gu Nanjue, are treating me badly."  It still lacks some thought.¡±

    This is no longer a euphemism. How could Gu Nanjue not hear it?

    He lowered his head and looked at the little woman playing with his collar, with sporadic smiles in his eyes, "Okay, baby. I won't lack anything you want."

    As he spoke, he couldn't help but hold her face and bite her lips accurately. He felt her lips were soft and sweet, very sweet. He couldn't help but frown and said in a hoarse voice: "Baby, how much sugar did you add to your coffee?"  ?¡±

    Sheng Qianqian is not a big fan of sweets, but the hotel room service is indeed worse than the maid at home. There is too much sugar, so she just drinks it, so she doesn't change it.

    When the man said this, she remembered something, "Even though you have lost your memory, your taste is quite the same as before. You don't like sweet things. I didn't know how hard it was to coax you to eat a yuanxiao in the past."

    Gu Nanjue raised his eyebrows, placed his palm against her slim waist, and rubbed it ambiguously, "Is it difficult to coax? I think I should be easy to coax. It happens to be the New Year today, or you can cook Lantern Festival tonight and coax me.  Shall I give it a try?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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