"Baby, it's your phone. "
The blond handsome man paused in his movements, acting like a gentleman. He did not move. "Do you want to answer the phone first? "
Gu Wenxi had a feeling at this moment. She did not care about the phone at all.
She had a pure and innocent appearance, but her big black eyes revealed the debauchery of a man who had been around for a long time.
She pouted and said, "don't worry about the phone. Aulan, you didn't come here to listen to me talk on the phone. "
The phone that had already hung up automatically in the middle called twice more.
Gu Wenxi indulges in the whole process, moans and screams, completely does not care who is calling over the person.
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"Next time, baby. " Finished, Aulan bent over, kissed Gu Wenxi's lips.
The two exchanged a long, wet kiss before Oran left.
The door of the hotel room opened and closed.
The blond man left.
Gu Wenxi lay on the bed, recalling the aftertaste just now.
Because he was proposed by the ninth master of the Xiao Family.
She's been out of the country for months.
That Xiao nine ye family has power and power, seen people on TV, looks good, is will let her heart.
However, that ninth master Xiao had been injured and was in a wheelchair. That was not good enough.
If she were to marry him, she would be a living widow.
Where would she be able to enjoy such a wonderful and mesmerizing thing, as if she was in the clouds.
Gu Wenxi felt that it was the best decision for her to let her family recognize her twin sister back and let her emotionless sister marry that crippled ninth master Xiao instead of her.
She was still young. She had a lot of time to squander and a lot of men to sleep with.
Why did she have to hang herself on an inhumane man.
Gu Wenxi slowly closed her eyes and continued to feel the satisfaction brought to her from Aulan.
She didn't want to go abroad alone, as she was unfamiliar with the place.
After playing for a few months, Gu Wenxi actually felt that it was great to be able to go abroad.
Buzz Buzz Buzz
At this moment, Gu Wenxi's cell phone by the bed rang again.
Gu Wenxi opened her eyes.
She frowned impatiently.
Who Was it.
She had been calling since just now and had interrupted her good time.
It was still not over yet.
Gu Wenxi reached out to take the phone by the bed and glanced at the caller ID. A domestic call?
She swiped the answer button with her finger and moved the phone to her ear. "Hello. ".
"Gu Wenxi, you finally picked up. "
The phone was picked up. What came out of the receiver was not the normal voice of a normal person, but a cold mechanical voice through a voice changer.
The Voice of this voice changer made people feel uncomfortable. Gu Wenxi immediately sat up from the bed and asked with a frown, "who are you? "
"You don't have to care about who I am. "
The mechanical voice said calmly, "Gu Wenxi, you asked Guan Xi to marry Xiao Jiuyan for you. How are you doing living abroad alone? "
If the Mechanical Voice of the voice changer made Gu Wenxi uncomfortable.
But now, the mechanical voice's question made Gu Wenxi panic.
"Who are you? I don't know what you're talking about. "
Gu Wenxi was a little flustered, but she still tried her best to say calmly, "I don't know who Guan Xi is. You have the wrong number. "
She said, her fingers shaking as she pressed the hang-up button.
Just got off the phone.
Ding Dong, Gu Wenxi mobile phone rang to receive the voice of the text message.
She opened it and saw it was a mms.
Seeing the contents of the MMS message, her pupils dilated and she screamed as if she had seen something terrible.
Who? Who is it?
Took these pictures of her?
Only to see the other side sent a number of MMS, MMS are her photos in m country.
Or at the mall, or on the street with a man, and there are even pictures of her and a man kissing, and there are pictures that clearly show that the man in that picture is not the same man at all!
Who, who took these pictures?
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Just as Gu Wenxi was panicking, the owner of the number called her again.
Gu Wenxi's fingers trembled as she answered the call. "Hello... "
Her voice was trembling. It was no longer filled with disdain. Instead, it was filled with fear towards the person who had called her and sent her a MMS.
She asked in a trembling voice, "who are you? Why did you take these photos? What are you trying to do? "
A series of questions exposed her fear.
"Don't be nervous, Gu Wenxi. "
The mechanical voice was very slow There was actually a hint of comfort in it, "Gu Wenxi, 18 years old. She was originally the person who married Xiao Jiuyan a few months ago. During this period of time, she appeared in country m. what do you think will happen if I send these photos to Xiao Jiuyan? "
What will happen?
Gu Wenxi thought for a moment. If that person sent the photos to Xiao Jiuyan.
Xiao Jiuyan would know that the person he married was not her, Gu Wenxi, but an imposter.
Although Gu Wenxi didn't want to marry the paralyzed master Xiao.
But she had to admit, that master Xiao is really powerful and powerful, their family a small suddenly rich family, can not stand a word of oppression.
And when she does, she may not be doing so well either.
Now this unidentified person to call her, is Guan Xi in Tongcheng exposed?
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