5 Big Shots Kneeled and Called Me Mom

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Gu Yuan heard him say this and couldn't help laughing: "You call Lanting?"

Huo Jinchen's deep and deep eyes also smiled: "Yes. I called and asked him about his current study situation. He was very evasive. After that, I said I would like to communicate with you. He quickly said that you are not coming to school at home. I asked in detail. After that, he told me one by one, fifteen and ten, and told me that you might have to be careful when you come to school, so that I have time to see you."

What Huo Jinchen didn't say was that his son's son's words were very careful, and he obviously wanted to match him with Yuanyuan.

When Gu Yuan heard this, he naturally thought of his son's tone, and when he looked at this father, he couldn't help but chuckled and laughed: "Lanting this is to be careful with your eyes to make him smart. Where does he know that the mantis catches the cicada? Later, you just wait for his words."

Huo Jinchen stared at her smile, but asked: "Oh, who is the cicada?"

Gu Yuan fainted on his face: "How can I know!"

Huo Jinchen stretched out his hand and took hold of her.

His hands seemed to be soothing whenever and wherever he was, and when his fingers interlocked, Gu Yuan struggled symbolically.

Huo Jinchen held her tightly, and she followed him.

Huo Jinchen: "You are a cicada."

Gu Yuan smiled and looked at: "Why am I a cicada?"

Huo Jinchen smiled slightly and stared at her without speaking.

When Huo Jinchen had difficulty falling asleep last night, he even tried to use the most rational analysis over and over again. Why?How did all this happen?

Obviously, half a month ago, she was just Lan Ting's mother in his eyes, a warm and clean little girl, he admired it, thought she was beautiful and warm, but she can calmly use rational analysis to know the two Not suitable, at least he is not suitable for this little girl.

But that night in the desert, when she was frightened to hold her hand, she subconsciously shook her back, and at that moment, a wonderful chemical change happened.

From that moment, he seemed to be lit by her.

At this time, she is a cicada, perched in the tall treetops, tweets in his heart, making him irritable.

There is a longing in the bottom of my heart, and I want to see her more. It can quench my thirst and calm down the restlessness in his bottom.

His eyes were so direct that he was so hot that Gu Yuan was a little afraid to look directly at her. She turned away slightly and asked in a low voice, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Huo Jinchen's hand holding her finger used a bit of force: "You are the cicada."

Gu Yuan still does not understand: "What!"

Huo Jinchen: "Because I am a carduelis."

Gu Yuan was stunned, and then suddenly realized that his face was blushing and ears dry for a moment, thinking about how serious this man was, how could he say such a thing, he would shake off his hand now.

Of course Huo Jinchen wouldn't let her throw away, but by this force, she held her wrist and pulled her closer.

The irresistible masculine breath was so hot that it was hot and overbearing, and the slightly cool hands became irresistible at this time, holding her wrist firmly and even raising the strong arm. She was in the middle.

In front of him was a tall male with a broad and strong chest, and behind him was a red maple trunk that had fallen off the leaves. Both sides were protected by his arms. Gu Yuan found that he could not escape.

When the cold breath of winter wrapped around the male's hot nose and lingered on Gu Yuan's cheeks and ears, she heard herself asking herself, do you want to escape?

No, I don't want to.

She looked up, looking up at the man shyly but bravely.

This is a man who has a sense of distance from the first time he saw it. Alienated and cold and high above him, even if he knew that this was his son's father, getting along with them was polite and almost embarrassing.

She had never thought that one day she would be bent in his arms by him, looking at him at this distance and angle.

He has a face with angles and angles and an elegant and perfect jaw curve, with a clear and thin lip shape, slightly squeezed, sharp and decisive, he has a pair of calm and deep eyes, if the cold lake, if the abyss, this At this time, these eyes, which are always incomprehensible, are looking at themselves with concentration and warmth.

She remembered the carduelis and cicadas he had just said, he said he was cardinals, and she was a cicada.

She could feel his deliberate depression and convergence, and was holding it, so that all the muscles in her body were tight, like a bow full of bows, she could break the string at any time.

He clasped her force and tightened it slowly, the raised throat knot rolled sexyly, and then seemed to whisper, his voice sounded like a dream in the night: "I want to kiss you, can you?"

Gu Yuan's heart beat badly, and his palms were sweating nervously.

She looked up and opened her eyes wide, trying to see him hard, to see what the shameful man said so shameful, but she couldn't see clearly.

He had slowly bowed his head and approached her, so close that the hot air from his nostrils swept her cheeks like a fiery little brush.

Gu Yuan's heart was beating wildly, as if to jump out of his chest, his legs were soft, unable to support at all, and he could only passively lean on the red maple tree behind him.

Through the thick winter clothes, she felt the roughness of the winter tree trunks, and the rolling of the strong chest brought by the man in front of her because of the forward leaning.

There was never a moment when she felt her powerlessness so truly.

She was indeed a cicada, her cicadas dying in the winter, her wings drooping weakly, and her breathing became difficult.

There was a sigh unconsciously overflowing in the throat, what kind of voice was it, like the thirst of dying, when the voice came into the ear, Gu Yuan bit his lips with shame.

How can she make such a voice.

However, at this moment, he suddenly bowed his head.

His lips caught her accurately, and he used his teeth to open her teeth.

His movements are actually awkward, but he is eagerly eager.

...

After not knowing how long, when Gu Yuan opened her eyes again, she found that the world had changed.

There seemed to be something gently falling in the sky, and landed on the red maple tree that had no maple leaves.

There was a blank in her brain, and her mind was lost in confusion.

She thought that all her emotions and spirits had been sucked away by him.

At this moment, something in the trance fell on her eyelids, and she felt a cool, moist feeling.

Is it snow, is it snowing?

The man held the soft girl in his arms with his arms, not letting her slip from the trunk, bowed her lips gently with her lips, and kissed the snowflake above.

Snowflakes had already melted on her eyelashes, and his lips kissed the water, the tide, and the warmth.

"Am I too impulsive?" The man's low voice was hoarse and moist: "Did you scare you?"

"Fortunately..." Gu Yuan looked away and said vaguely.

The lips that he had arbitrarily kissed no longer seemed to be his own, and Gu Yuan was almost unable to find his voice.

His eyes were focused. He stared at her blushing cheeks and whispered: "Do you like it?"

Gu Yuan raised his eyes and looked at him.

The cold man who was once far away from the heights could squeeze his lips, his jaw tightened, his expression focused, his eyes glowing, his breath almost stagnation, he was staring at her intently, waiting for her answer.

It seems that the answer is very important, it is related to life and death.

She also saw that his slightly curly, ink-colored short hair dangled between the foreheads, and fine sweat beads permeated the forehead.

It was snowing in such a cold day, but he was sweating.

She couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled at him: "Are you hot?"

Huo Jinchen's expression was still tense, he pursed his lips and gently shook his head: "Not hot."

Gu Yuan reached out from his arms and lifted it to touch his forehead.

He was tall, even if she was actually tall, but still petite in front of him.

The deep black eyes stared at her, not knowing what she was about to do, but lowered her head to lean over her.

When he looked down like this, Gu Yuan thought it was good to remember a word.

Gu Yuan reached his hair and inserted his hand into his hair.

Fine, soft, ink-colored short hair with wet roots.

She smiled and blinked: "You are sweating."

Huo Jinchen smiled across his eyes, and his tense expression also relaxed, he looked at her helplessly: "I am nervous, OK?"

Gu Yuan: "Why are you nervous?"

Huo Jinchen felt that there was a touch of mischief in her eyes at this time. He was silent for a while before saying: "I'm afraid you don't like it, and I'm worried that you think it's too abrupt."

Gu Yuan wondered: "Why would I not like it?"

Huo Jinchen looked slightly suspended.

Gu Yuan, however, caught the pity in his eyes.

Gu Yuan remembered the rumors about him, how much he understood.

She listened to Camille's stories about him, when she listened to the story of gossip and noblemen, and even once said that whoever wants to marry such a man is a fool.

But now, she was caught in it.

I hadn’t thought about this before, but now I think about it carefully. It’s not a big deal.

When she was terminally ill when she was eighteen, her life had already deviated from her normal life. After sleeping for twenty-five years, she woke up and had five sons. It was impossible for her to be married and have children like ordinary people. .

In Camille's words, what man do you want to have a son?

There is no longing and no overdue hope, everything is just what you want.

When love spreads its wings and landed in front of her, she just let it go.

It doesn't matter whether it's poor and wealthy, it doesn't matter whether it's ugly or beautiful, and it doesn't matter whether it can have a normal married life like a normal person.

As long as you are happy together, why do you think so much?

Gu Yuan, who wanted to understand this, looked at Huo Jinchen again, and deliberately asked with a smile: "Is it because someone didn't like your kiss before, so you are not so confident?"

Huo Jinchen categorically rejected: "Of course not.

The voice was a little loud, and the speed of speech was so fast that Gu Yuan felt that he should have been very repulsive.

Gu Yuan tilted his head: "Why is that?"

Huo Jinchen's eyebrows locked slightly: "I never kissed anyone, nor held any woman's hand like I do now."

He stared at Gu Yuan with a slightly harsh tone: "You should have heard of my rumors?"

It's about his privacy. Gu Yuan nodded gently and said vaguely: "Oh, probably know some..."

Huo Jinchen looked down at the intertwined fingers.

The girl's fingers were slender and slender, and when he held them, the girl's weakness was firmly held in the palm of his hand.

Thinking of the past, his expression became distant and indifferent, and his voice became cold.

"That's my story, let me tell you."