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Chapter 212 - 2131 Will Really Get Angry Otherwise



Ye Xingbei:

Forget it.

She couldn’t win an argument against him anyway.

And she was not as strong as he was.

He could do whatever he wanted to.

Ye Xingbei lay on top of him, poker-faced, looking at him emotionlessly.

Gu Junzhu was laughing uncontrollably, rubbing the back of her head, “Baby, speak up. Do you have plans for tomorrow?”

Ye Xingbei stared at him for a while, seeing that he was insistently looking at her, she finally surrendered, “I do have something. My friend’s grandfather is sick. I will visit my friend’s grandfather tomorrow.”

Gu Junzhu raised an eyebrow, “Visiting a sick needs to be done in the morning, right?”

“Yeah, it has to be in the morning,” Ye Xingbei said, “But we have agreed to have lunch together.”

“And what about the evening?”

Ye Xingbei thought for a moment, “Nothing in the evening, being with Xiao Shu and Xiao Yue.”

“Then tomorrow evening, I’ll take you to meet a few of my old friends.” Gu Junzhu finally let her go, allowing Ye Xingbei to lie back down on the bed.

With one hand behind his head, he casually said, “My friends are curious about what kind of tree I gave up the whole forest for. I told them that you’re not a tree, you’re the mother of Xiao Shumiao.”

Ye Xingbei:

She had originally intended not to reply, but she was curious and couldn’t help asking, “So what did they say?”

Gu Junzhu sneered and messed up her hair, “Baby, do you know the phrase ‘you can’t get ivory from a dog’s mouth’? Trust me, if you knew their responses, you would regret it.”

Ye Xingbei:”…”

Is it okay to describe your friends as ‘can’t get ivory from a dog’s mouth’?

After consideration, she said, “I still want to know.”

“It’s simple,” Gu Junzhu closed his eyes, “Ask them yourself when you see them tomorrow night.”

Ye Xingbei: “…Haven’t I not agreed to meet your old friends tomorrow yet?”

Why should she meet Gu Junzhu’s old friends?

They were just pretending to be a couple.

Pretending!

There’s no obligation to meet each other’s friends, to foster relationships with them, right?

“Bringing my woman to meet my friends is a form of respect for my woman,” Gu Junzhu opened his eyes to look at her, “Don’t you want my respect?”

Ye Xingbei coldly said, “That’s right, I don’t.”

“Ah! That’s great!” Gu Junzhu pulled her into his arms, holding her tender little rabbit, “Baby, since you don’t like being respected by me, then I’ll humiliate you to my heart’s content!”

Ye Xingbei: “…Gu Junzhu, go to hell!”

Gu Junzhu burst into laughter.

He was clearly laughing until his stomach hurt but still controlled himself not to wake Xiao Shumiao up and alert Fifth Lord of Gu. Suppressing laughter was difficult indeed.

He simply lowered his head and kissed Ye Xingbei’s lips.

Soon, laughter was gone. The room was filled with sensual sighs.

It was only until Ye Xingbei was disheveled and limp from the kiss that he let go of her.

Ye Xingbei, with her face turning blush, straightened her clothes, her voice shaky, “Gu Junzhu, this is my Mom’s room, don’t mess around. Otherwise, I will really get angry!”

With an unsatisfied look, Gu Junzhu kissed her lips again, raising both hands in surrender, “So, do you have time to meet my old friends tomorrow night or not?”

Though Gu Junzhu lifted his hands in what looked like a surrender, Ye Xingbei’s instinct told her that if she dared to say she was not available, the consequences would be disastrous.

Countless lessons have taught Ye Xingbei it’s wise to read the room.

Almost holding back her tears, she agreed with resentment, “Yes, I’ll go! Isn’t that enough?”

She vowed that no matter who she fell in love with in this life, it would never be Gu Junzhu.

Whoever would fall in love with Gu Junzhu would surely be toyed to death by him and the outcome would be extremely tragic!

Spend a lifetime together?

She’d rather scrape by with this guy now.. Once Xiao Shumiao got married and had children, she would make a run for it!


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