Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

Those people were put together by Liu Dongsheng, how could they let him go so easily?

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In the evening, the setting sun sprinkled a piece of golden yellow on the lake not far away, covering up the original blue sky.

Huangfu Yao stared at the lake motionlessly, his eyes bewildered.

The afterglow that shot obliquely sprinkled on the petite girl's body, coating it with a layer of golden sand.

A slight wind blew across his cheeks, blowing away the long black hair and flying freely in the air.

There was a rapid knock on the door behind him, Huangfu raised his eyebrows, the dinner delivery arrived so soon?

Opening the door, he saw the figure in sight, but Huangfu was taken aback for a moment.

Subconsciously, he wanted to close the door, but a foot suddenly stuck in there, unable to move.

Push again, his feet?

On his handsome face, there was an undisguised look of exhaustion, even decadence.

But the moment he saw himself, several starlights flashed in his eyes, shining brightly.

I couldn't bear him, in fact, I couldn't bear to see him get hurt, so I let him into the house after all.

Relatively speechless, the two stared blankly at each other, with a moment of silence in their eyes.

He, Han Shaoqi.

What are you doing here?

Han Shaoqi took a step forward, but Huangfu Yao suddenly took a step back, obviously avoiding something.

Seeing Huangfu Yao's resisting expression, Han Shaoqi had no choice but to stop where he was.

But in the next second, when Huangfu Yao relaxed, he suddenly locked her tightly in his arms.

There's a decadence to the sound, mixed with obvious surprises.

"Lazy."

Struggling for a long time, unable to get rid of the strong confinement of his strong arm, Huangfu Yao finally burst into tears that had been held back for a long time.

"What else are you here for?" The voice was full of helplessness and resentment.

Gently stroking Huangfu Yao's back, Han Shaoqi murmured, "Yao Yao, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those things to you before."

Huangfu Yao closed his eyes and did not speak.

Pulling Huangfuyao out of his arms, Han Shaoqi fixedly looked into her eyes, which were sparkling and watery, but firm.

"Yaoyao, I know that what I said before hurt your heart, but from now on, I won't have any doubts about you, and I won't allow anyone to hurt you."

"Yaoyao, I love you." In the last sentence, Han Shaoqi said next to Huangfuyao's ear.

Huangfuyao's soft heart trembled suddenly, and more tears couldn't stop falling.

I finally waited for this sentence, but there is no possibility between them.

Brother, he would never agree no matter what.

Lying in Han Shaoqi's arms, Huangfu Yao's shoulders twitched.

Seeing that the person in her arms did not respond for a long time, she lowered her head, only to find that she was crying uncontrollably.

"Lazy."

Taking a step back from Han Shaoqi's arms, Huangfuyao's eyes hesitated, and then turned into determination.

Clenching her hand tightly by her side, with her nails deeply embedded in it, Huangfu Yao forced herself to speak out.

"Han Shaoqi, it's already too late."

Seeing the look on Han Shaoqi's hand, Huangfu Yao's heart trembled again, almost softening his heart.

"Han Shaoqi, I, I don't love you." Every word, like countless knives, pierced Han Shaoqi's heart and Huangfu Yao's own heart.

Blood was dripping, and there seemed to be a sound of breaking in the air.

Han Shaoqi couldn't believe it. He held Huangfu Yao's shoulder with terrifying force and shook it vigorously, "Yao Yao, you lied to me, didn't you?"

Han Shaoqi let Han Shaoqi sway her thin figure, but Huangfuyao's expression remained calm, as if it wasn't her who was crying just now.