My Mr. Gu is Courting Death Again

Regardless of whether she was really drunk or pretending to be drunk, she shouldn't ask such a question.

The alliance between them is still very fragile at the moment. The more things she knows, the less conducive it is to their cooperation. After all... he doesn't trust her yet.

Xu Weilai looked at him blankly, without flinching at all. Instead, he continued his question, "Where did you cross the line?"

"..."

Facing Zuo An, who was speechless for a moment, Xu Weilai deliberately misinterpreted his words, "What if I want to cross the line?"

Being so close, Zuo An could smell the alcohol on Xu Weiwei's body, and there was also a very light aroma. He didn't know if it was the perfume she sprayed, or her original aroma, mixed with the alcohol, inexplicably. The ground smells of temptation.

His heartbeat fluctuated for a second, but only for that second.

He put his hands on Xu Weiwei's shoulders and slowly pushed her away. He looked into her dark eyes, regained his mask-like gentle expression, and asked, "Weirai, why are you letting go of Gu Yu so quickly?" Yet?"

The opposite of love is hate, and the opposite of hateful is not love. She hates Gu Yu so much that she wants to take revenge on him. She wants him to have nothing, so how can she not have love.

She was teasing him openly now, and her purpose was too strong.

But I heard her say, "No."

He said it unabashedly and confidently.

Zuo An was stunned again. He thought that he could read people very accurately, and he could basically tell the thoughts and purposes of every word a person said and everything he did.

So Xu Weilai surrendered to him. Even if she told Gu Yu's condition, he didn't believe her.

He knew very well how infatuated Xu Weilai was with Gu Yu. He knew better than anyone else how Xu Weilai had chased Gu Yu over the years.

But recently, he gradually found that he could not understand Xu Weilai more and more.

Since when had this woman become so unpredictable to him, and this feeling was very dangerous.

Zuo An's eyes darkened, "If not, then you said such things to me again? Or, are you drunk and can flirt with men whenever you see them?"

"Casual? No, I'm not casual."

Xu Weilai shook his head seriously, "Boss, why are you so unsure of yourself? You are good-looking, rich, prestigious, gentle, and considerate. You meet the ideals of many girls. The object is quite suitable for me!"

As she spoke, she patted her heart heavily to show that what she said was true.

"..." Zuo was quiet for a few seconds, unable to suppress his curiosity, he still asked, "Don't you like Gu Yu's type?"

"Then when I was young and ignorant, I was blind. Now I finally wake up, why do I still like that one?" Xu Weilai suddenly became angry and plausibly said, "I said I like gentle ones now, okay? ?”

She was fierce for a few seconds, then suddenly softened, staring at Zuo An's face with a smile, and said in a small voice, "Actually, I just like good-looking people. Personality is not important, face is the most important!"

Zuo An was speechless again.

If Xu Weilai hadn't been drunk today, he really wouldn't have known that a woman could have eighteen kinds of martial arts skills in a short period of time, and they could have eighteen kinds of emotions at the same time, changing into one in a second.