Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

Bo Qing stopped, turned around leisurely, and raised her eyebrows, symbolizing shutting up, which made Jin Cheng and Jin Hua dare not make a sound.

Bo Qing didn't have much expression, just glanced at the two men, and Jin's mother who was sitting there worrying about her little daughter, and Jin Qiu, the elder sister who was sitting in the wheelchair, smiled slightly after a long while. But it makes people feel in a trance.

"Qiqi, I should wait."

After saying this, everyone was silent for a while.

Jin Hua sighed, and couldn't help but interrupted and asked: "Prince..." [

"Do you want to ask me why I regretted my marriage?"

Boqing guessed what the person wanted to ask, immediately cut off the conversation, stood still at the entrance, stretched out his hand, and smoked a deep purple black rose.

The whole person's appearance is as plain as water, handsome and dazzling, but there is a sharp murderous look reflected in his eyes.

Accompanied by the murderous aura, the rose snapped off, and the sharp thorns were inserted into the pulp of the finger.

He lowered his head and looked at the redness emerging from his fingertips, as if he saw the enchanting redness in a distant time and space.

Immediately, the murderous aura subsided from the whole body, and he raised his eyes slowly and gorgeously, with a layer of mist in his eyes.

A little dazed, a little emotional, a little affectionate, those are the most obsessed and crazy eyes of women all over the world.

After a long time, he lowered his head and smiled casually. With such a smile, there was no warmth, and his expression was calm, without any fluctuations. No one could feel that he was smiling.

Then, the handsome man fixed his eyes on Jin Hua.

At that moment, everyone in the Jin family thought they would know the reason, and looked at Boqing with some anticipation.

"I don't like that question."

His voice was very shallow, very light, but threatening.

The eyes of the members of the Jin family dimmed for a moment, but Boqing turned around and strode away.

Gorgeous posture, dazzling for life.

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In the wind and rain, Boqing stood silently at the gate of Jin's house.

Under the dim street lights, his figure was slender and tall.