Traps Of Love

The night is like water.

In the bedroom, Leng Jinyu has fallen asleep. She has a beautiful face carved with jade. Her sleeping appearance is seven or eight points similar to Leng Zetian's, especially her long eyelashes. They are charming and beautiful, which makes her want to kiss.

Mi Xiaoya gently closes the bedtime story book and gently tucks in Xiaomeng's quilt. In late autumn, the weather gradually cool, especially at night, the wind in the window has had the cold winter.

She took a look at the clock on the wall and was worried that aze had not come back.

But at the same time, it also means that she has more time to be alone and can do something.

Mi Xiaoya gently stood up, wrapped in a light camel scarf, quietly pushed open the door of the room and walked towards the archives on the second floor.

During this period of time, because pregnancy costs too much blood, her body is getting weaker and weaker, and there is not much time for her to have a good spirit. So she had to seize every minute that she could use to share with aze.

Last time, she had sorted out all the stacked documents. Now she only needs to check the information again to determine whether her judgment is correct.

On MI Xiaoya's pure and quiet face, there is a kind of deep feeling and firmness that only belongs to her. She wants to give a big gift to aze.

Weapons against Gu family and ye family!

The weapon is hidden in black and white paper.

At the thought of taking care of her family, MI Xiaoya's white cheeks were flushed with rouge. The heart beat out of rhythm, not because of the thought of Gu Fengzhan, but because of the thought that aze was jealous that day, deliberately making fun of her and saying so many disgusting and humiliating love words.

With a red face, she took a stack of papers from the bookshelf and tried to calm her mind and focus all her attention on them.

Since Leng Zetian cares about her past with Gu Fengzhan, she will prove that her heart is on aze's side.

This time, MI Xiaoya will join hands with Leng Zetian in her own way to deal with the stormy waves!

Not far from the door, Leng Zetian's tall and straight body stands in the mottled light, and his deep blue eyes stare at Mi Xiaoya's busy figure.

Although she is nearly six months pregnant, she is still thin. Only her slightly raised abdomen can show that she is pregnant.

Mi Xiaoya's facial features are very pure, her eyebrows and eyes are quiet and gentle, and her black eyes, like obsidian, light up the long and cold night.

Leng Zetian looks at her beautiful appearance from the side, more like a college student fighting for the exam.

What was touched in his heart, perhaps by the loneliness of hokkay tonight, made him want to hold her from behind and kiss her.

Xiaoya's youth, he missed so many years, is his biggest regret.

And the white tassel's unruly legendary life experience is more like two parallel lines that will never intersect with him. That temperament lazy arrogant woman, has Huo Kai, has the palace Mo, perhaps also once had entangled with more people he did not know.

Damn it, Leng Zetian's heart is full of jealousy.

He loves Xiaoya so much that he wants to have her, the past and the future. He doesn't need her to help him calm down the mountains and rivers. Sometimes he doesn't even want her to be so intelligent. He just wants her to be his own Xiaoya and let him love her, spoil her and take care of her.

"Still up?" Leng Zetian slowly approached, her long arm around her soft waist, domineering around her.

The low magnetic voice is a little more inexplicable anger.

Mi Xiaoya's brain is buzzing and her eyes are full of flustered light. She covers the documents in front of her eyes in a hurry. How come this guy doesn't make a sound when he walks?! When did you show up behind her?

It was a surprise she gave him. It would be a shame to be discovered before she was ready.

"Sleep I can't sleep... " Mi Xiaoya, in a hurry, says the reason. Her heart beats like thunder, and her cheeks are already burning hot because of the fear of lying.

She is really not good at lying, especially to Leng Zetian.

"Well?" Leng Zetian squints dangerously and slowly. Her dark blue eyes seem to be able to penetrate all her little secrets.

"I'm waiting for you to come back." In a hurry, MI Xiaoya blurts out that the hot blush at the root of her neck seems to be the most powerful proof.

Leng Zetian slightly satisfied with the eyebrows, this sentence he likes to hear.

Just -

when the light of his eyes fell on MI Xiaoya's black and white eyes with a trace of blood, his heart suddenly began to ache.

This stupid woman doesn't know how to cherish herself! Even if waiting for him, sleeping and so on is the same, so hard to boil out red blood, it is really stupid no help!

"Come here." Leng Zetian's voice is overbearing and doting.

"Ah?" Mi Xiaoya feels the danger is approaching. She is going to rack her brains to find a way to escape. The next moment, her feet suddenly lighten and she is held up by him.The man's clear and familiar breath wrapped her tightly. Mi Xiaoya's heart beat suddenly and completely disorganized the rhythm. She also grasped her "little secret" in her hand and became more and more nervous.