Traps Of Love

"Just go!" Luozishan is on the bar, with a strong voice.

An angular and dark face, at this time appears to be particularly tough style.

"Well done! Luo Heitan, you are really impressive Huo Kai clapped the table and laughed. His bright smile made his sexy facial features more and more evil. A pair of peach blossom eyes were full of vitality and expectation.

Luo Zishan stands at attention and says, "I will complete the task of the commander!"

Huo Kai see his confidence, can't help but laugh more fierce, "forget to tell black charcoal you a thing."

Luo Zishan frowned and couldn't stand his slouch. His voice came out of his nose, stifled and stubborn. "What?"

"You still remember that beautiful woman who ran to your room many years ago and hid you in your smelly socks for the private money to marry your daughter-in-law and robbed them all." Huo Kai narrowed his eyes and his smile became more evil.

“……” Luo Zishan's face was stiff. He wanted to forget it. He had to find a way to forget it.

His hard work is worth 180000! All in a card, for the sake of concealment, stuffed in a pair of smelly socks, until one day the task, found that all the money stolen brush!

What's more, there is a special note about the SMS transfer prompt, which is that [Mr. Bai, seeing that you are too lonely, decides to do a good deed every day to help you find your daughter-in-law. This money is regarded as the service fee, and you can take it away. 】

but later, his daughter-in-law didn't even see a ghost. The blind date he was looking for in his hometown, because he heard that he had no money and didn't even meet him, so she ran away.

But who can't bear it? He finally went to Italy to catch this woman's nest. Who knows, as soon as we met, he met the fighting within the Mafia.

Inexplicably forced to follow Hawke, the woman as a forward, destroyed a Mafia dens, and finally muddled to save the mafia boss ready to commit suicide fiancee.

That night, when he was about to ask for justice from Bai Liusu, he woke up and found that the mafia boss's fiancee didn't know what was going on, and actually lay naked beside him! And the white tassel has long been gone.

Although that woman looks first-class and beautiful, she is a widow who just died of her fiance.

Later, Luo Zishan found out that he was a real widow, one of the most famous black widows in the world.

The black widow is 28 years old, flat in front and flat in back. She has short hair with flowing ears and a mole on her right eye corner. She is good at beating people with her bare hands. She is as tough as she needs to be. She almost abandoned Luo Zishan on the spot because of this incident.

Luo Zishan was very depressed. From then on, a majestic and good Interpol officer, inexplicably became the number one target of Mafia's pursuit. For five years in a row, I still dare not set foot in Italy. Even Interpol headquarters dare not go back easily. In the end, I asked for a position of training officer and went to police academies or police stations to do training work.

His life has just calmed down. Now when she hears about Bai Liusu, a woman who makes her headache explode, she can't wait to see her!

Huo Kai saw that he had come back to his senses. His black face had already lost its awe inspiring power. At this time, it was called a black and red face, which was absolutely wonderful.

He laughed so much that he patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "black charcoal, black charcoal, that's not all. The little guy with my temporary appointment letter that day is her son, and Leng Zetian, who has ice face for thousands of years, is her husband. "

"So as an officer and friend, I advise you to go early. Die early, live early. "

Boom!

This is a bolt from the blue!

Luo Zishan suddenly froze in the original place, there is a collapse of depression.

Bai Liusu, one of the best is enough for him. Now let's have three! Is it true that birds of a feather flock together?! How wonderful this family is to put the three demons together!

The other part of the world is in the skyscrapers of Los Angeles.

The bright transparent glass window is a sea blue starry sky, the empty room, the black Yamaha piano is slowly playing the flowing music.

This song is corresponding to the vast scenery outside the window - "starry sky"

Cheng Wenlan is sitting gracefully at the piano with her eyes closed. She plays this piano song silently with her memory and feeling.

The melody is from gentle to beautiful, and it becomes surging and undulating. The fingers are like feathered larks flying in the forest. There is a kind of momentum of flapping wings to fly, tearing up layers of fog and going straight to the sky.

Beside the piano, there is a white porcelain vase with a blue rose in it. Her temperament and Cheng Wenlan, who is playing the piano, complement each other, rendering her literary flavor to the extreme.

On one side of the French window, a moon white figure stands elegantly and nobly, with a pair of red phoenix eyes painted like ink, gazing at the stars all over the sky, a kind of light melancholy cage him in it.After a song is finished, Cheng Wenlan slowly stands up from the piano, adds a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, and looks at the palace not far away with her rational and wise eyes.

"Sometimes, if you change a tune, do you feel different?" Cheng Wenlan walks towards him slowly, only feeling that the man in front of him is more beautiful than the vast stars outside the window.

"It's also a famous song. The song of starry sky is like a dream that can be seen and touched." She covered her eyes with a deep look, and her smile became more tranquil and traceless.

"And the city of the sky is destined to be an illusory dreamland. Even the memory that once brought the most concussion to the soul will be obliterated by the most merciless time, and there will be no trace left."

"Gongmo, people are forgetful. In five years, the whole body's cells have been updated several times. Now you are not what you were five years ago, and your memory is more like the song of the city of the sky, a fading feeling, rather than a real life. "

Gong Mo's face is as gentle as jade. He turns around gracefully and looks at her. His voice is like the elegance of a violin. The timbre spreads in the night sky. "Truth is what you want to do. If the illusion and memory have reached an indelible level, it is also a real one. "

"Gongmo -" Cheng Wenlan's eyes fell on the string of star moon Bodhi beads on his wrist. Her heart was as sad as the tide, which made her have the pain of suffocation.

"Wenlan, do you know why you know so much, but still can't convince me?" Palace Mo slowly open mouth, voice gentle as the moon.