Traps Of Love

The cool and affectionate kisses put a seal on every inch of MI Xiaoya's soft skin.

Leng Zetian's way of swearing hegemony is extremely direct.

The next moment, the door card inserted, the door slowly opened.

In the bedroom, Leng Zetian's face is dark. At this time, who is not going to die!

Deep ink blue eyes suddenly sharp as a knife.

Who is it?!

He suppressed the boiling anger of wanting to kill people, and gradually relaxed the woman in his arms. After a kiss fell on her forehead, he got up from the bed with cold eyebrows.

Long arm hook, natural and graceful put on the shirt, light wheat skin in the button open shirt, looming.

Open the door, Leng Zetian's face is darker.

In the living room, three strangers came in, dressed in uniform staff clothes, showing the same warm and brilliant smile, and greeting him neatly, "Hello, welcome to Haidilao. We will try our best to let you get the best experience service

Leng Zetian's eyes, at this time cold absolutely can instantly kill.

"Who told you to come!" Leng Zetian asked in a low voice. His angry voice is absolutely sexy and dangerous.

Haidilao's waiter looked at the door at the same time. "It's Mr. Huo at the door."

"Huo - Xian - Sheng -" lengzetian's eyes suddenly sank, his sharp eyes narrowed, and a terrible storm tsunami was brewing in his deep blue eyes. Just in time!

"Leng Dashao, I heard you came so late. I don't think you had supper." Hokkay's voice was filled with love and concern.

Yushu Linfeng's long legs just stepped into the threshold.

"When did I let you in?" Cold day, cold eyes swept, domineering.

If Huo Kai wants to cry without tears, he immediately draws back his feet in mid air. He has to go home! This is the hotel suite he rented. He doesn't even have the qualification to step in. Is there anyone who is harder than him.

He continued to stand at the door and explained, "lengshao, what happened tonight is really a misunderstanding."

"You don't have to be so complacent because you are worried about the task in a few days' time. Is Leng Zetian the kind of unreasonable person who doesn't divide public and private?" Leng Zetian looks up coldly and arrogantly.

Huo Kai was almost shocked by this, and his back was filled with countless icy coldness.

He had a sense of doom.

"Of course you are not." Hokkaifuer, he didn't come with such a thing tonight anyway.

And it's true that he made a mistake first. It's really no big deal. He even brought his bank card with him.

It's not a good way to plead guilty. At least he can plead guilty to his favor.

"Go away, I don't want to see anyone tonight." There is no temperature on the face or in the voice.

Huo Kai's heart suddenly sank into the dark abyss. He would rather Leng Zetian get angry with him tonight and live as usual.

But nothing, let Huo Kai's heart flustered and guilty as a cat paw in scratch in general.

He wanted to say sorry, but there was no way to say that.

They didn't know each other for a long time, not to mention the feelings of brothers, even the words "friend" didn't really match.

But I'm afraid that even real brothers can't forgive what he did tonight.

However, Leng Zetian's sentence of separating public from private made him end his biggest worry and triggered the outbreak of his sense of guilt.

Hokkay felt guilty.

For the first time in history, I really feel guilty for a person from the bottom of my heart.

"Things stay, people go." Leng Zetian doesn't bother to say a word of nonsense, so he drives people directly.

"Good." Huo Kai's voice was deep and his voice was extremely low.

Countless words in the throat all stem in the throat, bitter as swallowing countless sharp blades.

Ten minutes later, the hot pot in the living room was full of fragrance.

Leng Zetian is making an exclusive dish with his sleeves rolled.

Beef sauce, sesame sauce, oil consumption, stir together evenly, and then sprinkle with delicious white sesame to make embellishment. The fragrance is like wings, filling every corner of the room immediately.

How fragrant -

Huo Kai's stomach at the door keeps growling. He doesn't know why he can't walk, and he still stands in the same place.

In the dark, he always felt that if he left tonight, Leng Zetian would never forgive him.

Therefore, the only way to really get Leng Zetian's forgiveness is to be frank and sincere.

Huo Kai's peach blossom eyes are deep and distant. Sincerity is what he lacks most.

But inexplicable, because that person is Leng Zetian, but let him give birth to a kind of absolute firmness.

In addition, he is hungry -

outside, the rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the ticking sound of the falling rain hits the window, making a clear sound.An autumn rain, a cold, Huo Kai stood at the entrance of the corridor, frozen evil features are stiff, breathing out the breath into a white mist hit on the window.

This is not the most painful, the most torture is his sensitive nose like a wolf, but also can smell the delicious cooking in the hot pot, what is sent out.

Huo Kai was depressed, leaning against the cold wall, silently counting one by one, "hairy belly, Yuba, wax gourd, beef roll, Flammulina velutipes..."

The trough! It's all his favorite food!

No, it's exactly what Bai Liusu likes.

In the bedroom, MI Xiaoya is also attracted by the fragrance. She slowly opens her eyes and finds that she has been hungry for a long time.

By the way, she was so busy at night that she forgot to eat.

Mi Xiaoya sits up with a red face, expecting that Leng Zetian is preparing for supper outside. The frenzied and warm kisses of tonight were still flowing in her mind. The clear fundus of her eyes suddenly felt shy. She hesitated to get up.

Eyes swept, just saw the bed is ready to cotton pajamas.

It turned out that Azer had already prepared everything.

Mi Xiaoya's heart is warm, and the corner of her mouth is a sweet smile.

She went to the living room in her warm bathrobe. What she saw was a table full of hot pot feast.

It's drizzling outside and warm inside.

This season is really the best time to eat hot pot.

"Yes, it looks delicious." Leng Zetian thin lips slightly hook, smile at her.

"Yes, it's so rich!" Mi Xiaoya was very moved.

"I'm talking about you." Leng Zetian is serious.