This time, Gu Jue pounced on Feng Xi without hesitation and pushed him onto the sofa.
His actions were so urgent that it was easy to misunderstand.
"Feng Xi, you're dead for sure. Don't go crying to third brother later. F * ck you, I'll tear your mouth apart."
Gu Jue didn't wave his fist this time. He held Feng Xi's jaw and was about to stuff his fist into her mouth.
"Bai Qing, look. he's here again, help ..." Feng Xi resisted with all her might and shouted at Chu baiqing.
The only reason he dared to be so cocky was because Chu baiqing was here. He wouldn't let Gu Jue bully or beat him.
"Gu Jue, that's enough. Feng Xi was just joking. You took it seriously!"
Just as Gu Jue was about to teach Feng Xi a lesson, Chu baiqing spoke.
He had a smile on his face and his voice was as gentle as usual.
Gu Jue suddenly stopped what he was doing and turned around to look at Chu baiqing. His face was filled with shock.
