Chapter 79: Xiang Wanqiao is the only light in his life

Xiang Wanqiao came out of Madam Gu’s room and saw Gu Jingzhan standing in the corridor waiting.

She looked at him steadily, with complex emotions flowing in her eyes, and her eyes were wet unconsciously.

At this moment, her emotions were surging in her heart, and she just wanted to hug him desperately.

Xiang Wanqiao walked up to him and threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and buried her head in his shoulders and neck.

Gu Jingzhan felt that her emotions were a little strange, raised his bony hands and hugged her back, and gently rested his chin on the top of her head.

He asked gently: What’s wrong? What did grandma say to you?

A zhan, I’m sorry. Her voice was muffled.

Gu Jingzhan frowned and asked in confusion: Why are you saying sorry to me when all is well?

Xiang Wanqiao’s eyes were full of tears, and she pursed her lips lightly, choking and saying: I just… I feel like I was a jerk in the past and failed your love for me.

Did you hear what grandma said?

No need to listen, I can see it myself.

Gu Jingzhan’s eyes darkened, and the pain buried deep in his heart was accidentally revealed. His mood was very complicated and difficult to describe in words.

His voice was hoarse: Qiaoqiao…

Xiang Wanqiao raised her head, interrupted Gu Jingzhan’s unfinished words, and said gently and firmly: Let’s go home.

Gu Jingzhan met her clear and bright eyes, nodded silently, and said nothing more.

The two left the Gu family’s old house and returned to Guiyuan.

Along the way, the two seemed to be immersed in their own thoughts, and they were silent.

One didn’t ask, and the other didn’t say anything.

Xiang Wanqiao didn’t ask because she was afraid of revealing Gu Jingzhan’s scars and making him fall into painful memories.

Gu Jingzhan also chose to remain silent, because he didn’t want Xiang Wanqiao to know about his unbearable past and didn’t want her to bear any unnecessary burden.

The car slowly drove into the garage of Guiyuan.

After parking in the corresponding parking space, Xiang Wanqiao unbuckled his seat belt, crossed his whole body across the center console, turned his face with his hands, and kissed his light-colored thin lips.

Gu Jingzhan was obviously stunned for a moment, and then slowly closed his eyes, wrapped his hands around the woman’s waist like holding a treasure, and gently sucked her soft lips.

Suddenly, a crystal teardrop slipped from Xiang Wanqiao’s eye socket.

The tears flowed down her cheeks to the corners of her mouth, with a light salty taste.

Gu Jingzhan also felt it, slowly opened his eyes, released her lips, raised his cold and slender hand, and gently wiped the tears from her face with his finger bones.

Why are you crying? He said in a concerned tone.

Xiang Wanqiao pursed her lips, and caressed Gu Jingzhan’s face with her warm palms. She said with a choked voice: I just feel sorry for you.

Gu Jingzhan’s heart trembled, and his eyes flickered.

Undoubtedly, her brief words touched his heartstrings.

The man opened his thin lips and said in a low voice: It’s okay, it’s all over.

This sentence seemed to comfort her, but in fact it was comforting himself.

Xiang Wanqiao kissed his thin lips again, and his lips and teeth were attached to each other, and they were extremely lingering.

Gu Jingzhan’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hand on her waist moved up along her spine inch by inch, and then unzipped the back of her skirt.

The warm palm quietly slid in and caressed her white and smooth back.

Then, he unbuckled the seat belt with his other hand, put down the backrest of the seat, and then turned over and pressed her under him.

The temperature in the car continued to rise, the air gradually became turbid, and the glass windows were fogged.

Panting continued, waves up and down.

Afterwards, Xiang Wanqiao lay softly in Gu Jingzhan’s arms, covered with his suit jacket, with a faint blush on her face.

Gu Jingzhan’s black shirt was casually open, revealing his muscular chest and sexy collarbone, and sweat flowed from his cheeks to his protruding Adam’s apple.

There was a bit of sexiness in the mess, exuding a strong scent of male hormones.

He raised his hand, and his bony fingers gently inserted into the ends of Xiang Wanqiao’s hair, brushing away the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead.

Then he lowered his head and gave her a passionate kiss on her smooth forehead.

Qiaoqiao, having you is enough for me.

Gu Jingzhan’s voice was low and hoarse, and his tone was filled with endless tenderness and love.

Xiang Wanqiao curled up the corners of her lips and smiled lightly, A Zhan, your future life will be happy.

Gu Jingzhan held her tightly in his arms with both hands, as if he wanted to integrate her into his bones and blood, let her become a part of his life, and belong to him forever.

He rubbed his chin on the top of her head and hummed softly.

The two snuggled in the car for a long time before getting out and leaving, returning to the warm bedroom.

Gu Jingzhan carried Xiang Wanqiao into the bathroom to wash up, but in the bathroom, both of them couldn’t control themselves and fell into a lingering situation again.

After coming out of the bathroom, Xiang Wanqiao’s delicate little face looked a little tired.

She leaned quietly on Gu Jingzhan’s shoulder, staring at his handsome profile without blinking.

Gu Jingzhan gently put her on the bed and was about to cover her with a quilt. Xiang Wanqiao suddenly said, I want to drink.

Gu Jingzhan was slightly startled, then raised a doting smile and agreed, Okay, I’ll go get it.

After that, he went downstairs and brought up a bottle of red wine and two goblets.

The two sat side by side on the sofa in the bedroom, each holding a goblet in their hands, the red wine swaying in the glass, exuding a faint aroma.

Xiang Wanqiao leaned lazily on Gu Jingzhan’s shoulder. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked him.

Gu Jingzhan, have we known each other for a long time?

Hearing this, Gu Jingzhan curled his fingertips lightly, and a ray of warmth flashed in his eyes.

He hummed lightly, answering her question.

Xiang Wanqiao frowned and tried to search for all the memory fragments related to Gu Jingzhan in the past two lives in her mind, but in the end there was no result.

She raised her head, her clear eyes falling directly on his face, and asked again: When did it happen?

Gu Jingzhan lowered his eyes and glanced at her, his expression somewhat meaningful.

He raised his glass and sipped the red wine elegantly, and the mellow aroma of the wine spread between his lips and teeth.

After a moment, Gu Jingzhan slowly opened his lips: When I was eight years old, it was the darkest moment of my life…

As he said this, his voice suddenly stopped, and that dark memory always made him unable to let go easily.

Seeing this, Xiang Wanqiao comforted him distressedly: If you don’t want to say it, then don’t say it.

Gu Jingzhan took a deep breath and continued: But I am fortunate that at that moment of despair, I met you who was kind and lovely.

Your appearance swept away the haze in my heart and made me feel the warmth and comfort I had never had before.

When he was eight years old, he met the only light in his life in the abyss of darkness.

That was Xiang Wanqiao.

Xiang Wanqiao was a little surprised after hearing this.

When he was eight years old?

They actually knew each other so early!

She was only three years old at that time; no wonder she didn’t have a deep impression.