Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

She walked over and sat in front of Ding Xueqin.

When Ding Xueqin was caught, he knew that his plan had failed.

By this time, she had broken her courage.

Even the tongue is too stiff to speak, let alone look at Jiang Fanxing.

Jiang Fanxing looked at Ding Xueqin and kept thinking about the shooting on his way back. If it's not Huo Hanxiao who comes to pick her up today, but the driver and Qibao, I'm afraid Ding Xueqin's treacherous plan will succeed.

She is as vicious as Jiang Nanyan.

"Ding Xueqin, I think I should do it to the end." She took the ginger sugar milk from the servant, took a sip, and the chill on her body dispersed a lot.

Up to now, Ding Xueqin no matter how silly she is, she knows how unkind Jiang Fanxing's words are.

"I hear your daughter is out of danger. Why don't I ask you to see her for the last time?" Jiang Fanxing licked the milk at the corner of his mouth, light eyebrow smile, pear vortex at the corner of his mouth shallow, very good-looking.

The last one?

Is she going to kill herself?

No!

She hasn't rescued Nan Yan. How can she die!

"No..."

"Do you see the snow outside?" Jiang Fanxing suddenly pointed to the snow outside the window, "last time, I let Shen Wan kneel all night."

Ding Xueqin looked at her with trembling eyes. After hearing her words, she trembled even more.

"She was pregnant at the time, but she didn't die after kneeling all night. So You are strong and strong. After eating shansanhaiwei for so many years, kneeling all night is no problem, right

"No! No It's so snowy. Kneeling all night will definitely freeze to death.

"Stop yelling and save your strength to see your daughter one last time tomorrow." She winked at the bodyguard, who understood.

Like the last time, Shen Wan took a look at Ding Xueqin and threw her to the door like a litter.

……

After a while, Huo Hanxiao came out of the kitchen with a delicious seafood fried rice.

Jiang Fanxing looks at a man with an apron around his waist.

I don't know how to laugh.

Who would have thought that the president of Huo's group, the owner of Huo's family, would condescend and walk into the kitchen in an apron to make a midnight snack for a woman?

I'm afraid Huo Hanxiao's face will really be gone.

"What's the little villain laughing at?"

"Laugh at you." She pulled his apron around his waist, her smile deepened and her face was pretty.

This apron was seen in the department store when she went shopping last time.

Yellow, Pikachu.

At that time, her first idea was to buy it back and give it to Huo Hanxiao.

But after I bought it back, I remembered that Pikachu was the favorite cartoon character of little star.

Huo Hanxiao followed her little hand and put it on his waist.

Eyes color not from deepened a few minutes.

She looks like this It's too much like a favorite princess.

"Trust me, get your hands off me. Otherwise you may not have a chance to have supper. " The dark eyes are deep, like a thousand year cold pool, but the seemingly calm surface is turbulent.

Deep whirlpool, as if at any time people can be sucked in.

Jiang Fanxing's palm is hot. Let it go.

"Eat, eat!" She took the plate, lowered her head and ate it seriously.

Huo Hanxiao then sat beside her and watched quietly.

But Jiang Fanxing is not at ease Because she thinks Huo is like a hunter.

Patiently waiting for the prey to eat, and then in the capture, and finally eat dry wipe clean.