Marry To True Love!

She knew him. When she bought a mobile phone in the supermarket, she once saw him with Ning Ning. At that time, Ning Ning had not become such a broken virtue. She remembered that she called him third brother.

"Hey, what a coincidence. We met again." The man's face was full of flesh, and he grinned at her, revealing a golden tooth inlaid on it.

Bai Xi hated frown, turned to look at the waiter behind the counter: "guests are so harassed, your hotel do not care?"

The young waiter looked at the man who was holding her suitcase with fear, and shrank his neck and said nothing.

Obviously, this man is famous in this area, so large a hotel does not dare to rush out to help her.

Bai Xi's heart gradually produced a bad premonition.

"What do you want?" She let go of her suitcase and looked at them coldly.

At this time, don't think about the suitcase. She has a big stomach now. It's difficult to run through them, let alone carry the suitcase.

"I don't want to."

The vigilance and uneasiness on her face obviously pleased Ning Ning. She chuckled and winked her finger: "since I met here so coincidentally today, let's have a chat. My third brother has already reserved a room here. Let's go up and have a chat together..."

Have a chat

Bai Xi sneered and looked at her eyes full of pity: "Ning Ning, you are really depraved enough, a good day, but you have to hang out with such a man..."

"Good days?"

Ning Ning picked her eyebrows, as if she had heard a big joke. She covered her mouth and chuckled: "ha ha ha Good day Ha ha A good day... "

She murmured and repeated, while repeating, shrieking and laughing, and then suddenly stopped. Her eyes glared at her: "Miss White, if it wasn't for your reminding, I almost forgot that I was almost living a good life. If you hadn't stirred up the trouble and constantly seduced Mo Lin to exert pressure on me and cause me to miscarry, I would have been a long time ago It's been a good time! "

Bai Xi's eyes widened in surprise.

She never thought that she would blame her miscarriage on her head

"Ning Ning, first of all, I didn't seduce Mo Lin. your pressure is between you and Mo Lin, which has nothing to do with me. Secondly, as far as I know, the main reason for your abortion is that you have had too many miscarriages, resulting in the uterine wall being too thin to protect the child. It seems that it has nothing to do with me. Finally, the good life is not only due to marrying Mo Lin, but also depends on you You don't want to fight for what you've been fighting for. You just want to get something for nothing. You can only blame the heaven and the people. Who can blame you? "

Her earnest, sincere and sincere explanation was only full of gibberish in Ning Ning's ears.

"What a glib little mouth, no wonder it fascinates Mo Lin...."

She Shi ran stood up straight, stepped on the heel of the high-heeled shoes step by step to her, raised the index finger and poked her shoulder: "but what can temporary obsession count? Mo Lin is married now, and Su Shaoqian seems to have a woman she likes. How about you? "

Her scornful and mocking eyes swept her slightly raised abdomen, and her enchanting red lips drew a proud arc: "now you come back alone with a little miscellaneous and kind that you don't know where to get. Don't you feel sorry for yourself?"

Baixi was stumbling back by her stabbing. The dangerous light flashing in her eyes made her fear. Subconsciously, she raised her hand to protect her abdomen and gritted her teeth to meet her sight: "I don't feel sorry for myself. I don't need your pity. Ningning, please get out of my way."

"Get out of the way?"

Ning Ning sneered and swept to her hands in the abdomen. Suddenly she was sharp with a smile: "what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will put that little field and seed in your stomach

"Ning Ning!"

Bai Xi finally couldn't stand it, and called her in a deep voice: "how are you? You used to be a teacher who teaches by example. Can't you speak so rudely?"

"Rude?"

Ning Ning sneered, slowly stood up straight, a pair of seductive eyes dangerous squint: "it seems that teacher Bai's understanding of the word" rude "is a little superficial. Tonight, I'll ask the third brother to help you to explain, what is rude!"

The man beside her laughed, and the thick gold necklace on her neck trembled with his laughter.

Bai Xi white face, subconsciously back a step.

"You may as well explain to me what rudeness is." At the door of the hotel, suddenly came a man's voice.

The sound of wanton laughter stopped suddenly.

Ning Ning eyes in the vicious light of the moment into consternation.

Bai Xi's back was stiff.

Behind her, there was almost no sound of footsteps. She approached her like stepping on her heart. Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong"Why don't you talk?"

The familiar voice sounded again, with a slight doubt.

Close at hand

he is standing behind her. She can even feel the subtle airflow of his breath. The Buddha moves her hair, and she can smell the unique perfume smell on him.

Bai Xi stood stiffly in the same place, his pores all over his body contracted, and his nerves tensed into a string, which seemed to break down in the next second

She heard her heart beating like thunder, her palms moist and slippery, and her brain was blank!

Is she hallucinating? Or

"Su, Su Shao..." The bald "third brother" looked at him blankly with a pair of startled big eyes. For a long time, he looked at Ning Ning who was beside him suspiciously. Didn't she say that this woman had been dumped by Su Shaoqian? How could

Ning Ning bite lip, a beautiful face full of spring breeze instantly pale down.

Bai Xi's rigid, a little bit turned around, buzzing straight brain, in a clear look at the man behind, the moment all stopped running!

It's really him!

…… But it seems that it is not him!

After a few months' absence, the man's eyebrows and eyes are still beautiful, like God's carefully carved general, angular outline, white skin, deep black eyes, all like the appearance in memory, but no longer the memory of that familiar.

There is no anger, no hatred, no unwillingness, or even nostalgia. He is dressed in a elegant black suit with a black windbreaker with excellent texture. His slender white hands are covered with black leather gloves. His black short hair is combed up obliquely to reveal his bright forehead, which adds a sharp and cold heaviness to him. He is like a Satan formed by the fusion of night There is a temperature, no expression, no heartbeat, the whole body precipitated out a kind of cold rejection from thousands of miles away.