Gu Zhiheng thought of the recording that Xiao Tian gave him when he was in heaven and earth.
"Then you can't take advantage of me, give me money quickly."
Qiao An's timbre was clear, her voice was delicate and soft, and this sentence was like a magic barrier, constantly echoing in Gu Zhiheng's mind.
She sold herself to that man!
Gu Zhiheng was ruthless, he pulled the zipper on the bag, threw the bag on the bed, and went to the study with his things.
After taking a shower, Joan came out of the bathroom in her voluminous pajamas, and she entered the bedroom, leaving the door open.
She walked lightly to the bed, picked up the bag from the quilt, and placed it on the bedside cabinet.
After that, Joan got into bed, lay down on the bed, and secretly took off her pajamas until she was wearing only a thin pair of panties.
Jo Ann took out the small bag under the pillow, pulled out the nightdress inside, and after putting the skirt on in the bed, Jo Ann let out a long breath and stuffed the bag back under the pillow.
The pajamas that she had just taken off were also placed on top of the cabinet by her, and she was a little unaccustomed to wearing so little for the first time she went to bed, and Joan was moving around on the bed.
Until she saw Gu Zhiheng come in, Qiao An didn't dare to move anymore, her eyes widened.
She watched Gu Zhiheng open the door of the wardrobe and take out a set of pajamas from inside, then he closed the door and went outside with the pajamas.
After he left, Qiao An became inexplicably nervous, and when Gu Zhiheng came in, he would lie on the bed, she had to take the initiative, and before he reached out to hug her, she had to drill into his arms, and then rub everywhere to fan the flames.
The wait was long and painful, and Joan just lay there, looking at the ceiling.
When she heard Gu Zhiheng's footsteps, she immediately closed her eyes, however, the footsteps did not come towards the bedside.
The room suddenly fell silent, there was no sound, Qiao An opened his eyes and looked over, and saw Gu Zhiheng holding a quilt from the cabinet, and he was walking outside.
Qiao An's brain went blank, and she looked at Gu Zhiheng's back in a daze, her hands tightly twisted together.
When Gu Zhiheng was about to walk to the door, Qiao An lifted the quilt, didn't even wear shoes, and ran towards Gu Zhiheng with bare feet, two delicate and white arms wrapped around Gu Zhiheng's sturdy waist.
Her voice was full of pleading: "Gu Zhiheng, don't go." ” Qiao An buried her head on Gu Zhiheng's back and clinged to his body: "Don't go." ” "Let it go."
Gu Zhiheng's voice couldn't hear emotion, but Qiao An could still feel his indifference.
Her body froze, her two arms slowly loosened, and then, she hugged Gu Zhiheng tighter: "I won't let go." ” Gu Zhiheng lowered his eyes and looked at her slender fingers, her nails were white, showing how much strength she used, and the softness in her heart made him want to turn around and take her into his arms.
However, a wave of depression rose, and he reached out a hand, which pulled Qiao An's hand away at once, and then, he shook off Qiao An's hand.
He looked directly at Qiao An, and just wanted to say something, but when he saw what she was wearing, Gu Zhiheng's eyes flashed, and he soon became calm.
He turned and walked out, and when he came to the door, he closed the door.
The sound of the door closing was heavy, and it hit Qiao An's heart directly, and she thought that she should cry, but she laughed, laughed, and the tears fell.