Traps Of Love

Mi Xiaoya floated up in the air like a soul leaving her body. She came to the wedding room that the two brides had just dreamed of.

What people here speak is a language Mi Xiaoya can't understand. The only thing she can recognize is the golden eaves and lotus patterns. There are Buddhist shadows everywhere, a bit like the Thai Village she saw on TV.

However, from the movements and expressions of the two people, she could guess that this was because they both wanted the most gorgeous room to be a wedding room, and they didn't give in to each other.

Finally, the tall bride got the best wedding room.

In front of us, we have a very unique foreign style wedding room layout. The walls are made of solid wood and tin paintings with complex patterns.

There is a wooden incense table dedicated to the golden statue of Avalokitesvara, the red curtain, the red quilt, and even the pairs of candles on the table are all strange red colors, which makes people shiver.

The next moment, MI Xiaoya was shocked to see the bride who didn't grab the wedding room. She... Actually hung herself in the middle of the room wearing a red wedding gown!

A little bit of long and thin hemp rope is pulled into the flesh and blood of the neck.

The bride's face is distorted and purple due to poor breathing, her pupils are suddenly enlarged like ghosts, her eyes are scarlet, and they burst out because the blood is broken This is a ghost in red who can't close her eyes!

The picture is so horrible that it makes people sweat!

The most terrible thing is that MI Xiaoya finds out that the evil bride in front of her is Ye Jiaying!

The body of Ye Jiaying on the rope is gradually stiff, and the ghost flies to another wedding room.

With a strange and evil smile on her lips, she stretched out her green and ferocious hand to pinch another bride from behind.

The bride turned her head slowly without knowing it. She thought it was the bridegroom.

The familiar face with the bride's shy smile, did not realize the danger.

However, this woman is Chu Zixuan!

"Zixuan, watch your back!" Mi Xiaoya shouts and wakes up from the nightmare. She sits up from the bed and sweats all over.

The scene in the dream is very real, and Mi Xiaoya is still shivering with fear.

In her mind, it was Ye Jiaying who stretched out her sharp nails to pinch people, that green and ferocious face -

"woman, don't be afraid, I'm here." Leng Zetian holds Mi Xiaoya tightly in his arms, and his evil eyes are a little distressed.

Did Wen Jingchu scare her when he took her to see her last time, or did he order a wedding banquet later? Although he has tried his best to let Xiaoya avoid the darkness, maybe it has affected her a little.

"Aze, I had a terrible dream. Ye Jiaying wants to attack Zixuan!" Mi Xiaoya's face is a little pale, her eyes are round and her heart is beating wildly.

The dream is so real that she seems to hear Zixuan asking for help.

No, she has to find Chu Zixuan and make sure that nothing has happened to her.

Since she came back last time, MI Xiaoya tried to call Chu Zixuan several times, but failed.

Thinking about this, Xiaoya's heart is more and more nervous, and more and more feels that Chu Zixuan's accident is true.

"Aze, I'm going to find Zixuan, tomorrow." Mi Xiaoya seems to have made up her mind. If it wasn't too late now, she would like to get up and go out immediately.

"Woman, you are too much trouble." Leng Zetian thinks that she received too much stimulation before, so she has such a nightmare.

He hugged her harder and wanted to take care of her with all his tenderness.

The broad hands caressed the white back of the woman carefully, and the slender fingertips caressed her scabby wound, hoping to bear the pain for her.

"No, I can't just think about myself. At the beginning, because I was afraid of Zixuan, I had been absent from her most important youth for five years. I couldn't ignore her when she might be in trouble. "

Mi Xiaoya extremely serious said, between the words has grabbed pajamas, ready to put on the body, immediately get up.

"Nonsense!" Leng Zetian grabs her and falls down on her. He encircles her in his arms and refuses to resist.

"You're not convinced?" Leng Zetian looks at her. Her eyes are like the stars in the sky.

She looked up at him stubbornly. Before she could speak, she was blocked by his overwhelming kisses. The pajamas on her hand were directly pulled away by him and left far away.

All around is Leng Zetian's sexy and ambiguous breath. His magnetic voice whispered, "I'm a very stingy person. If you do this again, I'll really go crazy."

Mi Xiaoya was speechless and worried. She buried her head in his strong shoulder. "Zixuan and you are very important to me."

He picked up her face and said earnestly and attentively, "I know, but you are with me now, and you are not allowed to be invited alone."

"The last time I couldn't find you, do you know how worried I was?"When mi xiaoarden felt guilty, he whispered, "I was wrong last time..."

Leng Zetian heard this sentence, his handsome face with a smile, can let Xiaoya admit her mistake, is really very rare.

"Never let you go alone again."

Magnetic voice, in the night soft halo scattered, lengzetian's breath will Xiaoya the whole person surrounded, "dreams are false, only we are true."

"Only we are real?" Mi Xiaoya repeated, staring at the dim moonlight, his delicate and evil facial features, like a devil, enchanting and enchanting, inverting all living beings.

A heart is confused by our two words.

So, are they officially together?

"Yes, you, me, and that smelly boy. I'll let you see him later when he's better."

"Good." Mi Xiaoya's nose is a little sour, and she hugs him with her backhand.

Leng Zetian buried his head deeply in her hair. His whole body trembled and his strength grew stronger and stronger, as if he wanted to integrate him into her body.

"That -"

"eh?"

"I'll just call to confirm Well -- "

Words did not finish, then completely bet live lips, sweet vertigo, make her brain a blank.

There's no time to think about anything, as if all the world is left with his bewitching voice, his breath, and his taste.

Reason, almost never.

However, the worry about Chu Zixuan makes Mi Xiaoya unable to indulge.

Her hand is still a thief.

Not reconciled, stretch out dishonestly to rub the bedside TV remote control.

She thinks she can't help it. Maybe Xiao Meng Bao can check it for her.

"Woman, do you want to rebel?" Leng Zetian's low voice obviously tensed his anger, followed by the storm.

Bang!

The remote control is kicked on the ground...

a beautiful room.