The villains are all my vests

Chapter 32 I have everything you like (21)

Han Yue didn't speak all the way.

After returning home, when Gu Zhihuan pushed him against the wall, his eyes turned.

"What are you thinking?" Gu Zhihuan squeezed his chin.

Han Yue lowered his eyelids: "Baby... I... I'm sorry..."

From Jiao Pei and Gu Zhihuan's words, Han Yue vaguely sensed that something was wrong with him.

Gu Zhihuan couldn't help but raised her hand and slapped him on the head: "When did you start investigating Jiao Pei?"

"When he asked me to go back to class." Han Yue lowered his head.

"You doubted him then?" Gu Zhihuan raised an eyebrow.

Han Yue buried his head even lower: "I just think he's annoying..."

Gu Zhihuan was speechless.

She knew that she should not have too much confidence in Han Yue's IQ.

When Gu Zhihuan didn't speak, his face was cold, but perhaps because of the close distance, Han Yue actually found some tenderness on Gu Zhihuan's face.

Han Yue's Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Baby..."

"Ok?"

"What position should we change?"

Gu Zhihuan gritted his teeth: "After listening for a long time, you grasped this important point?"

"Is not it?"

Gu Zhihuan was silent for a long time, but he had to admit that Han Yue was right.

No matter what it is, at least Han Yue must wake up first.

……

Morning star little by little.

The sky gradually turned white.

After Gu Zhihuan woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Han Yue was lying beside her, looking down at something, and when he heard the movement, he turned his head to the side with a stiff expression: "Baby..."

"Are you awake?" Gu Zhihuan said meaningfully.

Han Yue cautiously did not answer.

There was a sensational smell in the room.

Han Yue's heart beat faster just when he recalled the clip from last night.

Not to mention the stupid thing that he insisted on hugging the rich woman's thigh.

Han Yue wished he could bury his head in the bed.

Seeing Han Yue's expression, Gu Zhihuan didn't know that this person had come to his senses.

She sat up funny, and picked Han Yue's chin: "Little white face is not so cold."

Angrily, Han Yue grabbed Gu Zhihuan's hand, stuffed her into his arms, and hugged her from behind: "Forget about it."

"Really?" Gu Zhi laughed happily.

Thinking of her seductive voice and sinking expression last night, Han Yue couldn't help but let out a "grunt" in his throat.

　Seventy miles at a speed~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)