Traps Of Love

"Xiaoya, do you really want to hear it?" Leng Zetian's voice is hoarse, and his eyes can't hide his deep feeling. His hands tightly around her slender waist, nostalgic kiss on her eyebrows, warm nose, all belong to her breath, that only belongs to Xiaoya gentle.

Everything seems unimportant, time as if she stopped, he does not care about the past pain, also do not want to tube cold Yucheng hate, he just want to hold her tightly, never let go.

"I want to know." Mi Xiaoya said gently and firmly that the bottom of ripple's eyes is the brave light.

Yes, she wanted to stand up, even if she did not have the power of white tassel, she could not watch him bear such pain alone, so she wanted to share.

"Tell me, tell me the whole thing." Mi Xiaoya's voice is as clear as a washed spring water. With the power of healing, people have a kind of tough courage from the bottom of their heart.

Her fingers touch his skin, like a burning flame, and the eyes as deep as the sea are full of overbearing tenderness.

"Good." Leng Zetian's deep voice is extremely sexy. Embracing her completely is like the joy of life after the disaster, which makes her happy enough to give everything.

However, before that, he was reluctant to let go. The warm and hot breath sprayed on her soft ears, and his warm kiss fell on her neck, lingering and affectionate, "Xiaoya, I miss you."

"Me too, aze. I miss you so much." Mi Xiaoya's nose is sour, and tears can't be controlled all of a sudden.

She didn't want to repeat the feeling of helplessness. Her soul seemed to float in the clouds. Even if it was just a breeze, it could blow her away. At that time, Leng Zetian's voice would always come from the farthest place.

Mi Xiaoya tried her best to respond, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make a sound from her voice.

She wanted to cry, cry and struggle. She tried her best to use up the last bit of strength, but she could only float and sink with the wind like a trapped animal in the cloud where she could not find the direction. The extreme sense of helplessness made her Miss almost become a demon.

Only just now, just at that moment, when Mi Xiaoya heard Leng Zetian about her parents' gratitude and resentment, especially when she heard that he was bearing such unbearable hatred, her heart was almost torn to pieces.

She couldn't bear to see him suffer alone, so she found a way out in a chaotic darkness with strong willpower.

Mi Xiaoya's tears flowed silently. She told him hoarsely, "aze, you are my light."

In the dark, the light that will save her lost.

Leng Zetian's heart of all emotions are ignited by her words, strong love, like a prairie fire, can no longer suppress.

He leaned over and grabbed her lips again, and the overwhelming kisses fell on her eyebrows, her nose, her cheeks, her lips, her collarbone, her Softness, her delicate and fragrant skin.

Such as the storm, but also the pour of love, he is not good at so many sweet words, and such a fierce expression, is his most direct love, he wants to completely pass to her.

"Aze -" Mi Xiaoya in his kiss, tears fall on each other's lips, gradually crisscross into each other's sweet.

Heart, gradually stable.

Home is his arm.

As the air rose, his kiss gradually lost control and became slightly thick.

Mi Xiaoya blushed through her neck and opened her eyes with shame. She suddenly found that it was still the operating room.

She suddenly came to her senses, her mind was surging, her face was as red as rosy clouds, and she remembered that it was like a world apart when she met him for the first time.

"Aze, tell me, what's in that file?" Mi Xiaoya gasps slightly, trying to calm the frenzied heartbeat, delicate facial features covered with intoxicating reddish, red lips are kiss delicate.

Leng Zetian was attached to her and put her head on her shoulder. Her chin was close to her hair. She asked, "do you remember why you were here this time?"

Mi Xiaoya nodded, "this time, I remember. I remember everything that happened."

Different from the past, this time Mi Xiaoya has all the memories of Bai Liu after she wakes up, which makes her feel more soul stirring.

"Xiaoya." Leng Zetian's magnetic voice contains all of his thoughts, "in the future, no matter what, remember to have me. Don't be afraid and don't leave me again. I can protect you without tassels. "

Mi Xiaoya's heart is like a warm current. She understands the meaning of his words.

He's blaming himself for not protecting her.

"Aze, it's not your fault." Mi Xiaoya raised her eyes and looked at him. Her deep eyes were as gentle as the sea water.

"Yes, stupid woman, remember, it's not your fault." Leng Zetian hooked his lips and reached out to pet her head.

"Aze..." Mi Xiaoya suddenly realized that he was comforting her.

"Stupid woman, do you really want to know the answer?" Leng Zetian asked seriously.Mi Xiaoya nodded, "think."

She wanted to tell him that she was there, too.

No matter his past, or the darkest time, she is also there.

Leng Zetian's deep eyes flashed with a firm light, and then slowly said, "in those eight years, three years were the records of my work in the largest private military company in China, and four years were the records of my work as a mercenary."

"Private military company -"

"mercenary -" Mi Xiaoya suddenly opened her eyes. To her, these two terms seem to have no two parallel lines. Strange, dangerous, full of unspeakable horror.

She had severe angina pectoris. She felt extremely distressed. She held his arm tremblingly and asked hoarsely, "aze, when you were taken away, you were a child. How can you join a military company? Is your father going to kill you with the help of those soldiers? "

Leng Zetian's eyes were cold and complicated. "Maybe, maybe not. But I'm still alive. "

He doted on the kiss on her forehead, "stupid woman, don't be afraid."

Mi Xiaoya's tears fall suddenly, and the hot tears fall on the back of his hand, like the blooming glazed flowers.

She knew she shouldn't cry, but she couldn't help the pain in her heart.

She can't imagine that the introverted, timid boy in Wenjing's first mouth was left in a military company. What a complicated and difficult situation she was facing was ---

what kind of darkness she experienced to survive ---

she didn't dare to think deeply.

Tears have burst.