Mr. Gu, Your Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot!

cold, his kiss on the back of her hand was as hot as a fire.

His deep eyes were fixed on her.
There was no trace of desire in them, only love.

Qiao Nian felt the heat on the back of her hand flowing through her blood.
Her entire body was burning, and her heart was beating rapidly.
Her mind was in a mess.

Gu Zhou didn’t let go of Qiao Nian’s hand.
Instead, he held her hand tightly and interlocked his fingers with hers.

Seeing that Qiao Nian was a little distracted, he gently scratched her palm.

Although his movements were very light, his presence was especially strong.

Gu Zhou looked at Qiao Nian and raised his eyebrows slightly.
“Mrs.
Gu, what were you thinking when you saw me just now?”

Not only was the man good-looking, but his voice was also pleasant to the ear.
He also emitted a faint fragrance.

It was simply a feast for the eyes!

If she didn’t bite, she would be letting herself down.

Qiao Nian had been too embarrassed to voice her thoughts, but when she thought about how the two of them had already almost slept together in the hospital, she realized that there was no need to hide anything!

With this thought in mind, Qiao Nian’s clear and seductive fox-like eyes met Gu Zhou’s.
Her red lips parted slightly.
“Of course I’m reminiscing about our time on the hospital bed…”

Not only was Gu Zhou not angry, but his eyes were also filled with smiles.
He smiled slightly and said proudly, “It seems that Mrs.
Gu and I really have a connection!”

His eyes gradually dimmed and were filled with lust.

Qiao Nian looked into Gu Zhou’s eyes, feeling her mouth go dry.
Her gaze gradually moved down, staring unblinkingly at Gu Zhou’s lips.

She didn’t expect this man to be so good at flirting.

She looked at his lips in a daze.
Thinking of the pleasure of kissing in the ward, she licked her lips.

Gu Zhou seemed to have read Qiao Nian’s mind.
He asked gently, “Mrs.
Gu, why don’t we revisit what happened in the ward?”

Qiao Nian looked at his thin lips, which were opening and closing.
Deep down, she was willing.
Gradually, she stood on her tiptoes and raised her head slightly.
When her lips were about to touch Gu Zhou’s, her heart began to race.

“Second Young Master!”

Chen Qing’s anxious voice came from the stairs again.