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Chapter 142 A Smart Woman Is Too Dangerous (1)
How much cruelty did she give to make this man a habit?
If you want to calculate, she probably has committed an unforgivable crime. What she realizes later is not remorse, but bitterness, fermenting in her heart, she slowly reaches out her hand, covers the back of his slightly cold hand, and then tightens it.

Jiang Xiachu looked into Zuo Cheng's eyes: "Zuo Cheng, someone told me that you are like a poppy, hiding the beauty of poison."

Zuo Cheng didn't speak, his eyes were beautiful, pure black, when they were messed up and stunned, they looked like the light of a broken glazed moon.

This man is so beautiful, like a drug, even just looking at him like this seems to give birth to an addiction, an addiction that cannot be quit.

She was probably poisoned, and said, "But, I want to try."

Rationality, principles, and even stubborn stubbornness have been submerged to the ends of the earth without knowing it. All words seem to be subconscious and cannot be controlled: "For you, I don't seem to be ruthless anymore." Laughing, "I don't know what the ending will be, where we can go, Zuo Cheng, now, I want to give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hugged her fiercely.

He said: "Xia Chu, what should I do?" The voice was tangled like a dream, and he murmured softly, "What if this is just your unpreparedness? What should I do? I have already surrendered before it even started."

For Jiang Xiachu, Zuo Cheng was never sure, and he was always on the passive side.

If she pushed him away now, he would be in hell.

Suddenly, a pair of cool little wrists wrapped around his waist, and his voice was as thin as a gnat, but true: "I can only say that I don't know what I'm doing either."

Emotions, intellect, and even all senses do not know what is being dominated.

He is poison, this kind of poison, even if you are always on guard or turn a blind eye after you know it, it will still invade, this kind of poison will catch you unawares, and when you notice it, you will suddenly find that the poison has penetrated into your lungs.

Jiang Xiachu knew about Zuo Cheng's poison, and she couldn't avoid it.

He lowered his eyes, looked for her eyes, stared at her obsessively, brushed her face, Zuo Cheng said: "Xia Chu, if you give me heaven, don't push me into hell." Leaning over, kissed her Her lips turned cold, "No Ruo, don't give me money in the first place, you know? I'm addicted to you, and I can't quit once I get infected."

If there is a day to go to hell, I don't know what I will do, maybe... I will pull you together...

There is another sentence that he didn't tell her.

In fact, the one who is really poisonous is not him, but her.

Jiang Xiachu was thoughtful, Zuo Cheng bit her lip as punishment, she was in pain, he said: "So, Xia Chu, don't set yourself on fire."

Of course, Zuocheng himself was buried with the self-immolation.

Regarding Jiang Xiachu, Zuo Cheng did not dare to relax his guard at all.

Jiang Xiachu lowered her eyes, thought for a while, and said in a serious tone: "Then I take back what I just said."

There is a hint of anger.

She relaxed her guard, but the man stopped to defend at every step. There was really an endless tug-of-war between them.

Zuo Cheng's face darkened.

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Jiang Xiachu continued: "If I don't play with fire, then I won't set myself on fire."

Jiang Xiachu is just a tortoise who adheres to one principle: guarding one's heaven and earth, not hurting or being hurt.

"Jiang Xiachu!" The three words seemed to grind out from his throat, with a strong smell of gunpowder. You can't scold, say, or hit, because you can't bear it, Zuo Cheng gritted his teeth, "Did someone tell you, don't Backfire on me."

This hateful woman probably doesn't know that her every word is the transformation between heaven and hell in Zuocheng.

Jiang Xiachu can be half-truth and half-false, but about her, Zuo Cheng never plays with her.

Probably used to pampering, Jiang Xiachu just laughed off Zuo Cheng's sullenness: "I thought I was an exception."

In a word, Zuocheng abandoned his weapons and surrendered, indeed, Jiang Xiachu was an exception.

Zuo Cheng was helpless, and murmured: "Chu Xia, should I pamper you?"

She didn't speak, but just looked at Zuo Cheng, in her eyes was the strange spot of light in Zuo Cheng, ups and downs, he just felt his mind fluttering.

Leaning over, kissed her forehead, cheek, and the corner of her lips: "I can't do anything to you?"

After one word, the kiss deepened.Jiang Xiachu was an addiction that Zuo Cheng couldn't quit, once he was infected, he couldn't stop.

There was no response, she just closed her eyes slowly, and a kind of faint line appeared in her heart, which was soft and seemed to melt everything.

The world is so big, but sometimes, the circle of people is very small, coming and going, there are too many intersections, this hospital passing by in a hurry, turning around to meet, turning around and missing, is like a net, originating from a knot, and no one escapes. Lose.

In the high-grade ward, the woman was lying on her side, her plastered legs were hung high, her little face was devoid of blood, it was so beautiful that people felt sorry for her, she seemed to be asleep, her eyes were slightly gray.

Suddenly, the woman's eyes sparkled, because of the handsome face at the door: "Why are you here?"

Yes, it was surprise, she was surprised, surprised that this man would come, after knowing his ruthlessness.

Ye Zaixi threw the flowers in his hand casually, and replied indifferently: "Just play." Then, he took off his hat and sunglasses slowly, facing the phone, with his usual smug beauty and lazy voice, "how much?" The media is watching, I don’t want to be written as a heartless person.”

In the words of Ye Zaixi, the person involved in the media's crazy ten years of staying together to live up to the truth, it can be summed up in two words: acting.

Sure enough, the actor is ruthless!

The eyes that were still bright just now dimmed again, Lin Qingyan sneered: "You have been in the showbiz for more than ten years, and you have caused countless laces. Which one did not end with a negative heart? Isn't it too late to think about fame now?" She didn't Don't panic, and said to the point, "You don't want Jiang Xiachu to be written as a vixen, do you?"

The face of that handsome face darkened, and Ye Zaixi didn't answer.

Both of them knew it well, so they didn't have to play charades.

"You're not smart when you should be smart." Ye Zaixi muttered angrily, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked with a smile, "Maybe the reporter is around here, so you'll cooperate."

Cooperate?God knows how much she wanted to contribute to the destruction of that woman, but she couldn't say no to Ye Zaixi...never.

She smiled wryly, pulled the wound, her face turned pale, and mocked quietly: "There are so many black knights at the beginning of Jiang Xia, one Zuocheng is not enough."

He didn't deny it, in other words: "Since you know it, you shouldn't provoke her, it's just asking for trouble." His tone was unruly, but a little soft.

How much, he feels sorry for her, even if he doesn't love her.

Lin Qingyan looked straight at his face, her eyes turned red for some reason, her soreness was unbearable, and her voice could not be suppressed in a nasal voice: "Otherwise, what should I do? At least you are still willing to play with me, aren't you?"

(End of this chapter)