C135 His Heart Was Racing

Faang Haochen didn't expect this man's voice to be so panicked.

The calm and composed Gu Wangchuan.

The Dr. Gu that everyone praised.

The Gu Wangchuan that the old man praised as Wangchuan.

He never thought that one day, he would also speak like a panicked bird.

However, he didn't have any sympathy for Faang Haochen. On the contrary, the smile in his heart was even more evil. His tone was very proud. "Gu Wangchuan, why do you care about this? Wouldn't it be good for you and Yang Xueman to live well overseas? The two of you are simply heartless and heartless. It just so happens that you are a pair. Oh, I forgot to congratulate you. It isn't too late now, right? "

" Where is Xiaoyu? I want to talk to her!"

"Just go and have fun with Yang Xueman. You don't have to care about the others..."

"Faang Haochen, you can't lock Xiaoyu up."

Lock her up?

Faang Haochen couldn't help but laugh. "Gu Wangchuan, do you want to be a prince and save her when I lock her up? I think you shouldn't waste your energy. Just live your own life well. This has nothing to do with you... "

Wangchuan knew that he had said it on purpose, but there was nothing he could do.

Faang Haochen's words were very firm, "Xiaoya is living very well now, and she is very happy. She has thought it through. Gu Wangchuan, you should not worry about eating salty radish anymore."

"I want to talk to her..."

" She fell asleep and doesn't want to talk to you. "

"Why is she always sleeping? Faang Haochen, you can't imprison her..."

"Alright, Gu Wangchuan, I wish you and Yang Xueman can grow old together. I wish you a son sooner. Bye bye."

" Faang Haochen, I want to talk to Xiaoyu... "

"No need. When we get married, I will definitely send you an invitation."

He did not care about Gu Wangchuan's reply. He hung up the phone and pulled out the battery.

In fact, he did not want to bother about Gu Wangchuan at all. Although so many things had happened, he was also afraid that this man would still hold a lot of weight in Xiaoya's heart.

It was better to leave them as soon as possible. The farther the better. Gu Wangchuan, you should never come back. Whether you go to America, the North Pole, or the Moon, as long as you stay far away from them, it would be fine.

The pavilion was covered with comfortable and soft blankets. The woman was lying comfortably on top of it, curling up her body. The surrounding breeze blew past, and flower petals fell from the distance beside her feet, even landing on her face.

Faang Haochen held a large handful of roses and shook them hard. A rain of roses fell and fell on her body, "Ning Xiaoya, get up quickly. Otherwise, I will bury you alive. Do you understand?"

At this time, the sunlight was hidden in the leaves and the rays of light cast a golden halo on her face. That once haggard face had been carefully decorated and it actually looked very red. It was like that tender and shy girl from that year.

The flower petals fell down, and Faang Haochen threw the tree branch to the side, looking at her face.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and gently caressed her stomach.

At that time, it was also close to dusk. It was warm and fresh. His hand touched her warm stomach and felt a strange throbbing on it. However, he actually thought that it was because she was fat that it was like this.

When he was young, he had committed countless crimes.

And now, when his hand was gently placed on it, he could not feel that strange beating at all.

However, he felt another type of warmth.

"Ning Xiaoya, if you are with me, you cannot wear clothes, understand?"

This heat came suddenly and even ate the afternoon tea in satisfaction like this. His entire person became spirited. Petals covered the ground, and beautiful women were like jade. Thus, the world was also his bedding. This sudden thought made his entire person tremble.

For so many days, the two of them accompanied each other day by day. He hugged her every day to sleep, but, after all, she was a patient at that time.

However, it was different now. Her face was healthy and rosy, her long eyelashes, and her skin was delicate. She no longer had the bruises and slimness of her eyes.

She was a completely different person from before.

At that time, he didn't know why he liked to go to her place so much, and he even wanted to occupy the warm bed that she slept on.

Just like that year, he did not know that he liked Yang Xueman so much at that time. But the time he spent with her was not as long as the time he spent with Ning Xiaoya.

When he was busy, he was also used to her sleeping and light breathing sound.

When his blood spurted out, he was also used to the extreme pleasure brought by the gentle body beside him.

And when he was lonely, he was also used to playing cards with the two of them. He was not her match, so he could only obediently admit defeat and then wander around with her on his back.

Perhaps, when we deeply love one person, we won't have any feelings.

Like a drizzle, it seeped into your heart, but it was so transparent that you couldn't feel it at all.

Because it was too common, it was too easy to be by your side, so you didn't know what it was, nor did you cherish it.

Until you lost it.

It was too late for regrets.

We once liked a flower.

But because the surrounding air was too light.

But, losing a flower, at most we feel regret in our hearts.

But, if we don't have the air we rely on to survive, what about the aura we usually get used to?

Then how do we survive?

His hand lightly rested on her body, even trembling a little.

She was still lying there, her hair blown away by the wind, but she was so beautiful. Her long hair was like a black waterfall, sprinkling on the ground, making her skin even fairer.

His heart suddenly felt a bit thirsty, like a young boy, unexpectedly having evil thoughts, unable to suppress it.

Perhaps it was because he had endured it for too long.

He actually remembered that everything that had happened here that year had been so passionate and exciting.

That's right, from the first time, he had deeply fallen in love with her feelings.

So many times, it was as if he had become addicted.

This was also his greatest desire, the biggest knot in his heart, and the deepest one he had buried all these years.

Now that he had a chance, how could he possibly miss it?

"Xiaoya, you want to have a child with me. I have waited for you for too long. You cannot reject me. Otherwise, I will walk around naked in front of you every day."

He muttered to himself like a fool.

However, he longed for it in his heart.

"Xiaoya, for so many years, I have never been like other women..." His face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he was too embarrassed to say more.

She still did not feel anything.

The wind raised the petals, gently landing on her lips, making her look even more beautiful.

He really could not bear it. He hugged her in his arms and breathed for a long time, bringing along a lingering kiss. He kissed her lips and gently licked the soft petals.

Rose fragrance. Her lips were softer than rose petals. They were like honey, intoxicating one's heart.

He was in a trance, as if he had drunk a cup of daughter's red wine that had been aged for more than ten years. The fragrance of the wine filled the air, intoxicating him. The blood vessels in his body bulged, as if he was a sealed beast.

His kiss became hotter and hotter, and soon it made her feel dizzy.

Her body was as soft as a pool of spring water. No matter how much he took, she actually did not resist at all.

Faang Haochen reached his hand inside and caressed her clear collarbone. He did not expect that even her collarbone was very warm. He was so happy that he could not control himself. He turned around and made her submit to his body...

All of these, were like years.

All of these, were the same as that year.

After the two of them had reunited, every time they met, he would never be able to obtain such satisfaction - - - whenever he got close, he would be ruthlessly slapped in the face.

However, he did not retreat in the slightest, but her disgust was so deep. In the past, she had treated him like a wolf, tiger, and leopard. Now, she was not willing to pay attention to any of his actions at all.

Faang Haochen's strong self-esteem couldn't even withstand a single blow from her, and he was even a little disheartened.

When had he ever been like this?

She was soft, gentle, and obedient. She just lay there lazily, with her eyes tightly closed. Her long eyelashes trembled like butterflies, as he wished, just like a doll.

He had hidden his passion for many years. Facing this moment, he could no longer control it.

The love in his heart for her was like a dam breaking through a dam.

That body that was as warm as it was all those years ago had never been tired, and now, it made his heart race even more.

Who would have thought that in his entire life, he would only desire such a woman?

His silky pajamas were pressed against his body, and his hand caressed it, passing through the warmth of his pajamas to his heart.

She was still lying there quietly, her trembling hands had already untied her buttons. One and two, following his passionate kiss from top to bottom.

Faang Haochen's hands gradually stopped.

The hot fire was gradually extinguished. Yes, she was too quiet and gentle. Perhaps he still wanted to continue, but she did not resist or reject him.

However, this obedience was different from her in the past. That year, her body was so soft and full of vitality. She was full of vitality, and although she was young, she still responded to him. That was why he was so satisfied that year.

However, his body was like a pool of stagnant water, and he didn't move at all.

You can do whatever you want, I don't care.

Like a shell that has lost its soul.

This is a state of complete release, completely giving up on yourself.

He stopped his hand, and a faint sense of sadness welled up in his heart.

Faang Haochen, when did you become the most unworthy person in someone else's life?

His huge pride did not allow him to continue. He was a dragon among men, and he could not be forever suppressed by a doctor.

Furthermore, it was also related to feelings.

The old man was right. "You really are a good-for-nothing. Every time you choose to snatch a marriage, don't you feel ashamed?"

No, he didn't want to live such a shameful life.

In fact, he had high expectations for the appearance of love. Otherwise, he wouldn't have only accompanied some dolls for so many years.

"Xiaoya, sooner or later, one day, you will definitely be willing to be with me."

He wanted her to have love for him, and it was the same as his, fiery love.

But no one answered him. Only the rose fell on his palm. When would this day come?

He seemed to have thought of something and ran out. He quickly ran back and took out a small book.

"Xiaoya, take a look."

After so many days, he had shown others that he was single many times. However, he had not shown her his divorce certificate.

That would not do.