Gu Wencheng was amused by her words and pulled Meng Nianyao into his arms." You're the rightful Mrs. Gu. What are you afraid of?"
Meng Nianyao was really anxious. Although the company's rumors had never stopped, it didn't mean that she was used to them.
"Of course I'm worried!" Meng Nianyao finally found her slippers. She patted Gu Wencheng's hand. "Let go of me quickly. I'm going to wash up."
Gu Wencheng didn't move, but his grip on her tightened.
Meng Nianyao didn't realise that her breasts were completely exposed.
"There's no need to wash up first. "Gu Wencheng turned her head to face him.
"What?" Meng Nianyao had just asked when Gu Wencheng blocked her lips.
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