Gu Beicheng still looked at her indifferently, seemingly not feeling that his actions were excessive at all.
Gu Jinghe felt pity for his wife, and when he saw Guan Xiaoxue wanting to go over, he pulled her back behind him.
Looking at Gu Beicheng, his anger was almost uncontrollable: "Seventh, isn't this going too far?"
"Is it too much? Why don't we go and explain it clearly to Dad?" Gu Beicheng lit a cigarette for himself, his indifferent gaze falling on the two of them.
Xia Yinian felt absurdly, at this moment, she especially wanted to laugh.
Especially when she looked up and saw his leisurely smoking action, several times, she almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The upper half of Seventh Young Master, noble and cold, majestically like an emperor, even his smoking action was so charming.
But the lower half of Gu Beicheng's body... Emma, those legs exposed down to his trousers, it was really... indescribable.
