<h4>Chapter 365: No More Love-Filling</h4>


    Gu Weiwei’s face turned slightly red and her bright eyes became dizzy because of his affection.


    The man’s gentle kiss, as well as the softness he brought to her skin, made her obsessed.


    “Ah...”


    She gasped as the painful pressure arose.


    Although it was not the first time for her, his size was still a bit too big for her, despite the sufficient f*rey.


    As drops of sweat rolled down him, Fu Hanzheng breathed as he thr*sted into her and he consoled and caressed her as he stared into her eyes.


    As the first step was conquered, the profound sound of panting and the loving moans echoed in the silent bedroom.


    Because of Fu Hanzheng, Gu Weiwei inevitably got upte.


    Jolin arrived at the hotel on the morning flight and after a couple of hours napping, he waited for her down in the lobby.


    But an hour had passed and she was still nowhere to be seen.


    Xu gazed at Jolin’s swollen eyes in astonishment. “Brother Jolin, what happened to your eyes?”


    “Allergies.” Jolin lifted his sunsses, blocking his eyes.


    “What is Weiwei doing? She is neverte. Should we go up and check on her to see if she’s okay?”


    Xu checked the time and mumbled worriedly.


    “No, she ising down soon.” Jolin snorted with an expressionless face.


    What if the boss was there? He was not going up to be filled with their love.


    Having said the words, he received the call from the crew that urged them to do the makeup.


    Jolin threw an impatient look at the elevator – Fu Shiyi had said that she wasing the night before, was she really here?


    After a few calls from the crew, he had to call his girl to ask about it.


    However, after the phone call went through, it was not Mu Weiwei who answered... it was a man’s voice instead that answered the call.


    “Hang on, she ising down in 15 minutes.”


    Jolin: “...”


    He truly did not want to go upstairs to be drowned in their love but a simple call still struck in his heart.


    So the boss was still there? Of course, he spent the night with her.


    As for why she was getting upte... he knew the reason.


    He was just about to hang up when his girl’s voice arose.


    “Fu Hanzheng, where is my script, where did you put it?”


    That voice was not pure or simple but sounded quite flirty.


    Jolin hung up with tearsing out of his eyes – he really couldn’t be her agent anymore.


    Fu Hanzheng hung up the phone and dressed nicely in a suit, he found the script for her that was lying under the pillow on the sofa.


    Gu Weiwei stuffed the phone and the script into her bag and was about to dash downstairs, when he called out to her.


    “Weiwei!” Fu Hanzheng stopped her and reminded her. “You forgot the morning kiss.”


    Gu Weiwei red back at him. “Forget the kiss, I am an hourte!”


    Having said those words, she rushed to the elevator and joined the agent and the assistant downstairs.


    As the three of them were together, they rushed into the same car and hurried to the set.


    Gu Weiwei got into the car and surveyed Jolin.


    “Eh... you were not injuredst night right?”


    “Not externally but very much so, internally.” Jolin snorted with sunsses on.


    His wound was slowly healing, when the call ripped it open once again. Oh damn, his idol had been stolen away by his girl!


    Gu Weiwei touched her nose, she consoled him when she realized that he was talking about her and Fu Hanzheng.


    “Well, you should understand that it is better that I have him than those other b*tches right?”