Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

It hurts her to death! !

A faint smell of blood came from her mouth, and Tong Rumeng glared at the culprit fiercely.

The man smiled, continued to lower his head, kissed her lips, and laughed softly while kissing her: "If you don't want it to hurt, just be honest."

Tong Rumeng was so angry that she wanted to turn her head to avoid him, but the man's fingertips held her chin tightly, making her unable to move.

The wound was gently soothed by the man, and the smell of blood spread in their mouths. The man's eyes deepened and deepened.

He was a superb kisser, and his words and deeds were full of temptation. Tong Rumeng was no match for him. Even though she resisted in her heart, her oxygen-deprived brain refused to listen to her and became dizzy.

Just when she was about to suffocate and faint, the man withdrew from her mouth and smiled lowly: "Breathe."

Tong Rumeng was like a drowning person who suddenly came into contact with oxygen. She breathed heavily, and her whole body softened into a puddle of water. If he hadn't hugged her in time, she might have fallen directly to the ground.

He released the hand that restrained her, hugged her waist instead, and touched her head with the other hand: "How do you feel?"

Ever since the last incident, Tong Rumeng had vowed to stay away from him, but today she was forcefully kissed by him again. Tong Rumeng felt extremely aggrieved, but he still asked like this.

Her eyes turned red: "You bastard!"

There was an emotional blush on her face, and her wet almond eyes were moist and shiny, like rippling spring water, clean and clear, and her reddish eye sockets showed fragile brokenness, like jade falling into a spring, causing waves of ripples. .

Gu Jing raised her hand, gently touched her red eyebrows, and said in a soft voice: "I'm serious, please think about it, okay?"

Tong Ru shook her head without even thinking about it.

Gu Jing's face suddenly turned cold: "Tong Rumeng!"

Tong Rumeng raised her head, sniffed, and said pitifully: "Mr. Gu, I have told you before that we are not suitable for each other."

"What's inappropriate?"

"It doesn't fit anywhere!"

Tong Rumeng reached out to pry his hand away, but he held her waist tightly with a dangerous look in his eyes.

Tong Rumeng paused and gave up her struggle for the time being. She raised her head to look at him, staring into his beautiful peach blossom eyes. She said seriously: "Mr. Gu, you are rich, beautiful and in good shape. You can attract countless crazy bees with just a wave of your hand." Why should you cling to me, a bean sprout, when a butterfly pounces on you?"

"What if I want you?" The man lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her.

Tong Rumeng didn't know whether the affection in those passionate eyes was true or false at the moment. She didn't want to gamble, nor was she willing to gamble.

"Mr. Gu, I don't want to." Tong Rumeng said.

Gu Jing has been a proud son since birth, with a prominent family background, outstanding appearance, and outstanding abilities. He has been going smoothly for more than 20 years, and has never been rejected by a woman again and again.

As one of the four young masters of the Imperial City, he has always been surrounded by women, but this is the first time he has stumbled upon a woman.

One can imagine the taste.

The expression on his face disappeared: "Why?"

Tong Rumeng pursed her lips and said bluntly: "You are not my ideal type."

No matter what her true thoughts were, it was still another stab in his heart.

It was the first time that he was pursuing a woman so seriously, and she wanted to send him away just by saying, "She's not my ideal type." Gu Jing couldn't accept it.

"What is your ideal type?"

Tong Rumeng hesitated, as if he didn't want to say anything.

Gu Jing looked at her coldly: "What, you can't tell me? Is there really an ideal type, or is this just an excuse you use to prevaricate me?"

Tong Rumeng glared at him: "You think I am you!"

"Then tell me."

He was aggressive and had the aura that he would not give up until she told her why.

She gritted her teeth and blurted out: "Anyway, it can't be a playboy like you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air suddenly fell silent, and the temperature in the office suddenly turned into the depths of winter.

Gu Jing's body stiffened for a while. He looked at the woman in his arms, without any warmth on his face.

Tong Rumeng felt worried when she saw that he was as cold as an ice cube, but once the words were spoken, there was no room for maneuver.

She pursed her lips and continued: "I hope that my future half will be clean physically and mentally, with a gentle temperament, without being too outstanding or too rich. And whether it is in the past or in the future, it will only be me."

The Tong family is not a first-class family, nor does it belong to the upper class. Seriously, they can be considered a nouveau riche at most.

But Tong Rumeng has been in contact with Shen Nuo and the others since high school. She has seen the extravagance of the upper class, but she yearns for plain and gentle love even more.

Just like her parents, who were born in humble beginnings, supported each other, and only had each other throughout their lives.

There is no grandeur, no destruction, only light warmth. This is the future she pursues.

She had never thought that a man as proud as Gu Jing, a man at the top, would be interested in her.

If she had known that this would happen, she should not have entered Gu's family in the first place, and she would never have interfered in other people's affairs that day.

Tong Rumeng looked at Gu Jing with a serious look on her face: "Mr. Gu, what kind of woman do you want? For a woman like me who doesn't know good and bad, let it go."

She sounded nice, but he could hear the rejection in her words.

He never thought there was anything wrong with having many lovers around him. They liked his money and his face, but he needed to satisfy his physical needs and get what they wanted. This was the norm in aristocratic family circles.

However, when he heard her words at this moment, in addition to anger, there was also a trace of avoidance that he was not even aware of.

The hand clasping her waist tightened, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously: "You think I'm dirty?"

Before Tong Rumeng could speak, the man said again: "Since you think I'm dirty, why don't you help me wash it off."

After saying that, the man picked up the woman and walked to the lounge.

Tong Rumeng was caught off guard and was picked up. When she heard his words, she felt the danger, her pupils shrank, and she began to struggle violently.

"I don't want it! Gu Jing, let me go! Gu Jing!"

Gu Jing turned a deaf ear. She struggled too hard. He narrowed his peach blossom eyes and put her down. When she was about to turn around and run away, he stretched out his hand and pressed her in front of the transparent floor-to-ceiling window.

"I'm in a bad mood right now. You'd better be obedient, otherwise, I won't mind killing you here!"

His whole body was cold and cold, and his charming and passionate peach blossom eyes were filled with a chilling coldness at the moment. Tong Rumeng knew that he could really do such a thing.

Her eyes turned red: "What do you like about me? Can't I change it?"

The man lowered his head, gently rubbed her still red and swollen lips with his thin lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "I like you or not, you can change it."

Tong Rumeng was confused and turned her head away, feeling extremely wronged: "You are forcing someone to do something difficult for you."