Running wild in the arms of the sick boss

Chapter 118

Do you love me?

I want to hear you say it.

Under the yellow light of the misty light, the gurgling water overflowed the bathtub and flowed on the marble floor with high-quality textures, and the surroundings were filled with water droplets and hot air.

Qin Wuwang's unusually handsome facial features, under the warm yellow light, are even more beautiful, like a god descending from heaven.

His radiant skin is flawless like jade.

His sexy muscle texture is perfect like a sculpture.

His charming lips are half open, and his deep and evil eyes stare at the beautiful girl in front of him seriously and attentively.

Gu Yanluo casually held the metal mouthpiece of the hookah, lightly raised her eyebrows, and took a deep puff of Arabic hookah.

She pulled the corners of her bright red mouth lazily and ruffianly, and her smile was a little light, like an inaccessible and cold goddess, who controlled Qin Wuwang inside and out.

The mist from the hookah gushed out from her mouth and nose.

Then do you love me?

She reached out and lovingly scratched Qin Wuwang's straight nose, her voice sexy and hoarse, "Well, it's OK, pretty good."

Full of expectations, but endless disappointment.

Qin Wuwang's tired eyes gradually dimmed, and the light was faint.

He frowned, as if he had stayed in the bathroom for too long and lacked oxygen, so his chest was stuffy and he couldn't breathe.

With his left hand, he gently held Gu Yanluo's bony and slender hand and placed it on his heart, his eyes were melancholy.

His voice was dull, and he whispered weakly: "Can't you say it another way? You say, you love, love to kiss me, is it not okay?"

He rejected "temporarily", "okay", "pretty good", "not bad"... these perfunctory words.

It makes people feel uncomfortable.

I always feel that it is not sincere, but just to coax him and tease him, which is very forced.

Qin Wuwang never wanted these.

In the bathtub, in the warm water.

Gu Yanluo sat on Qin Wuwang, looking from top to bottom, slightly lowering her head, staring at Qin Wuwang, her beautiful eyes wrapped in the cold and dark color of a cold pond, as if she was unattainable.

She gently wiped Qin Wuwang's pale lips with the tip of her thumb, leaned over, and couldn't help but kissed his lips, gently grinding, pecking and kissing.

Feeling that her beautiful baby was in a bad mood, she was patient, "What's wrong?"

Qin Wuwang did not respond to Gu Yanluo's kiss, and did not move at all. His face was pale, and he collapsed in the bathtub with his arms on the edge.

His chest was heaving, his voice was weak and deep, and he laughed at himself and said, "You make me feel... as long as there is a better one, I will be worthless."

You are too beautiful, I am afraid of losing you.

My broken soul and sick and weak body are not worthy of you who are out of reach.

This is what true anxiety is like.

It seems calm, but in fact, it is like a stinging medicine dripped into an inflamed wound. In an instant, it penetrates into the body from every capillary, and every limb is uncomfortable.

It seems that it doesn't matter, but the sound of the heart breaking and splitting is so clear.

It doesn't help.

Gu Yanluo was stunned and opened her beautiful eyes.

She suddenly met Qin Wuwang's dim phoenix eyes. There was a faint mist in his eyes, and his breathing was rapid, as if he was uncomfortable.

This look is like she did something to make him sad.

But he was wronged and sad.

? ? ?

Gu Yanluo always talked like this.

What love or not, it's okay as long as it's good.

She quickly grabbed his left hand, hugged her waist, and suddenly hooked his neck, bringing Qin Wuwang into her arms, burying his cheek in her arms.

She laughed, her voice gentle and mature, "Are you sad already? You...you..." What should I do with you?

How much do you care to be like this?

Qin Wuwang buried himself in Gu Yanluo's arms weakly, his eyes blurred. He hugged her back tightly, his heart seemed to be lacking blood supply and beating wildly.

He murmured in a low voice, with a heavy ending, "Say it again."

It was obviously not a coquettish tone, but it was more attractive than coquettish.

Gu Yanluo's delicate chin rested on Qin Wuwang's head, her fingers gently stroked his black hair, she thought for a while, intriguing, and said with a charming voice:

"Well... my Qin Wuwang tastes very good."

"It tastes wonderful."

"I like it very much."

After saying that, Gu Yanluo lowered her eyes, lifted Qin Wuwang's perfect chin with her fingertips, lowered her eyebrows and eyes, and gave him a deep kiss, her tongue probing into him, declaring her sovereignty, which was extremely strong.

She seemed to be smiling, her tone was gentle, but it was also a warning, which was extremely terrifying.

"Your lips... from now on, only I can kiss them, do you know?"

Qin Wuwang was intoxicated, licked his lips with an unsatisfied feeling, and murmured hoarsely: "Well, only for you... and only for you."

Gu Yanluo curled her lips, "Good boy."

Be good, I will spoil you for the rest of my life.

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Qin WuwangHe stayed in Gu Yanluo's arms for a while, but his chest tightness became more and more intense. He wanted to hold on, but he remembered Gu Yanluo's advice to cherish his life and love himself. He could only whisper: "Yanyan, I can't breathe..." Hearing this, Gu Yanluo's eyes shone, she stood up suddenly, left the bathtub, quickly washed off the foam on her body and hair, and wrapped herself in a bathrobe. She glanced at the time. Qin Wuwang stayed in the hot and closed bathroom for too long, and he was short of oxygen. If a person stayed in the bathroom for so long, he would have palpitations, chest tightness, and dizziness due to lack of oxygen. Qin Wuwang's left hand gently pulled Gu Yanluo's bathrobe, "Help me wash my hair... I also think I still smell..." Gu Yanluo opened the bathroom door to let in fresh air. The heating in the master bedroom was on, so he wouldn't catch a cold. Hot air and water mist poured out of the bathroom. Slightly cool air overflowed and poured in. She washed Qin Wuwang's hair four times again...

Fifteen minutes later.

On a clean and tidy four-poster bed.

Wrapping her hair in a white towel, Gu Yanluo wore a loose silk nightgown and leaned against the head of the bed.

Holding her phone in her left hand, with a lazy and cold look in her eyes, she directly transferred 12.5 million yuan to Xiao Ling's account.

One year's "male nanny" fee.

In the crook of her right arm, Qin Wuwang lay, his fractured right hand resting on the bed, allowing the doctor to re-fix the plaster and splint for him and put on clean gauze.

But he was buried in Gu Yanluo's arms, closing his eyes to rest, looking sleepy and haggard.

Xiao Ling stood at the end of the bed, respectfully, collecting money and working, "Thank you, Miss Gu, from now on, I can be a male nanny and serve Miss Lu Meng and Miss Cersei sincerely."

It's just being a male mother, he can do it, he is both civil and military, proficient in everything, after all, he is used to being exploited by Mr. Wang.

As long as the money is in place, everything is possible.

Gu Yanluo was arrogant and cold. She ignored Xiao Ling, turned sideways, and hugged Qin Wuwang in her arms.

She saw Qin Wuwang was injured by the door, with a broken wrist and half of his palm, all covered with dark purple bruises.

He seemed to be hurt by the doctor, gritted his teeth secretly, frowned, and was extremely unhappy.

Gu Yanluo's beautiful eyes revealed a fierce look, and coldness shone everywhere, "Blind? You hurt him, can't you see?"

The private doctor was so scared that his hands trembled, and the accompanying female nurse accidentally dropped the gauze.

Xiao Ling explained expressionlessly, "Miss Gu, it should have been Master Huo who came. You caused his fracture, so you can only send his men. The men can't stand being scared, so you must stay calm."

Gu Yanluo glanced at the clock on the wall.

It was past four in the afternoon.

Her eyebrows were sharp and her voice was extremely cold, "Where is Lu Meng! Hasn't he come back yet?"

And there is still this tiger thing that hasn't been cleaned up.

When I think of the mess that happened today...

It's like dark clouds covering the sky and a storm gathering.

The anger in Gu Yanluo's heart is like a wildfire, so terrifying.

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Three seconds of silence for Mengmeng.

Wan Gengshu, I am humble online and continue to write. Goodbye.