Traps Of Love

Mi Xiaoya smacks her tongue. She doesn't seem to say anything.

It's a local tyrant's style to throw millions of stored value cards with such a large amount of money.

"I need a cell phone." Mi Xiaoya steady mind, said.

She carefully observed that the room, like the castle, had almost no modern network equipment, not even a landline telephone.

Even if, the expedient is mi Xiaoya to stay temporarily, but she can not be isolated from the world.

Leng Zetian's mouth is slightly crooked, staring at her with a smile, with a rare taste of doting, "stuck on the table."

Mi Xiaoya can't believe it. Does it mean to let her buy it herself?

However, she is not in a hurry to get the card on the table, some things are better to ask first.

"When can I go out?" She can't help but ask, feeling uneasy and full of expectation.

Leng Zetian's eyes suddenly narrowed, and her aggressive and powerful atmosphere became more and more strong.

Damned woman, just want to escape his territory.

The ice cold pressure immediately dispersed, the room, especially quiet.

Mi Xiaoya's heart plops to accelerate, secretly regret, just asked too anxious.

"Anytime, as long as you can walk."

Low and bewitching, Leng Zetian smiles and grabs her in his arms the next moment.

Woman, when you enter his house, do you think you can escape?

Three days passed, three days and three nights.

Mi Xiaoya didn't even have a chance to go out, she was still in her bedroom.

During this period, while they were going to the bathroom, housekeeper Chen was considerate and delivered three meals on time. He did not forget to put on the most gorgeous lilies every day.

Lengzetian took her to visit the place where she was going to live in the future.

The first floor is a spacious and bright living room full of floor cabinets, the second floor is a study, the third floor is a gym and a suite with excellent lighting and luxury, and the fourth floor is specially made for MI Xiaoya.

The pattern of the presidential suite, the low-key atmosphere of the black glass door, where is specially tailored for MI Xiaoya [independent wardrobe].

Mi Xiaoya was almost shocked when she first saw her.

There is a retro fitting mirror on the whole wall, beautiful and gorgeous floor hangers on three sides, full of clothes suitable for her figure, and a room full of 36 size shoes and bags of various famous brands.

Mi Xiaoya's eyes were dazzled. She felt like hindrella who broke into the Princess Palace!

It's just that the colors of these fashion items that girls dream of are too uniform.

It's all black!

Mi Xiaoya smokes and smokes from the corner of her mouth. It's Leng Zetian's style.

At the foot of the room is a high-end customized luxury black sewing machine with a professional level workbench, and some clothing materials are placed beside it according to the color and texture.

The most difficult thing is that even the tools for making clothes are all ready.

Mi Xiaoya thinks that she will not need to buy any clothes for ten years

Warm sunshine, comfortable and warm.

On the big soft round bed, MI Xiaoya's pretty face was dyed red and deeply buried in the velvet quilt, and her tired arms could not be lifted.

In the air, her exposed neck and shoulders are full of pink marks, deep and shallow. Every inch has the unique smell of lengzetian.

Thoroughly understand, eat marrow know how terrible the man is.

However, I can't figure out how easy it is to be a woman with Leng Zetian's identity and status. Why is it that every time I see her, it's the same as if I haven't seen a woman for hundreds of years.

Several times, MI Xiaoya almost asked, but in the end, she held back in time.

This kind of stupid question, said, certainly trades is Leng Zetian's ruthless contempt.

And in fact, she is a baby's "mother", so experience technology should not be so raw. However, in just one month, lengshao's technology has improved at the speed of rocket, so she has to be slaughtered.

Too much! no Duke! Ping!

"Wake up." Leng Zetian only wore a bathrobe, and his black hair was still dripping. The sun hit his delicate and handsome face, dazzling.

Mi Xiaoya reflexed quickly into the quilt, showing a pair of eyes like paint, watery as if holding a white flag for mercy.

Leng Zetian smiles, squints at her, takes out a mobile phone, "looking for you."

Mi Xiaoya was so embarrassed that she almost burned her neck.

She sat up awkwardly wrapped in a quilt and asked curiously, "who's calling?"

"A smelly boy." Leng Zetian's deep eyes flashed a kind of unseen softness, and even the eyes that looked at her had a taste of doting.

I didn't find it before. Now look carefully, the innocent expression of this woman is very similar to that of that little bunny.

Blood, it's amazing.

Moreover, both of them are equally stubborn.Since that smelly boy knew Mi Xiaoya, he attacked the firewall of Leng's company every day, and captured one company a day.

That's OK. The problem is that he left a message.

Black a, leave a Book line, "big beauty Mommy doesn't love me?"

Another black family, another book and a big kiss, "mommy loves me the most!"

Then, every day when Leng Zetian went to the company, he was bombarded by countless mails.

On the whole computer screen, there are all messages.

"Mommy doesn't love me?"

"Mommy loves me the most

Don't love me?

Love me most?

....

Leng Zetian was almost crazy, so he reluctantly agreed to let that smelly boy talk to MI Xiaoya.

"The lovely boy last time?"

Mi Xiaoya's heart jumped, and she was surprised, and some of the joy of expectation.

Did that cute little boy call her?

She -

the legendary -

son!

"Take it or not?" Leng Zetian's eyebrows are slightly picked, and his mobile phone turns a few circles in his palm.

Mi Xiaoya quickly nods and reaches out her hand again when the voice of baozi can't wait to ring on the phone.

"Mommy, I miss you so much - wuwuwu, don't you want me again -"

the childish voice and the choking hoarseness make Mi Xiaoya's heart ache.

She grabbed the phone, eyes are gentle, "don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I didn't want you."

"Big beauty, Mommy, I know. That smelly ice face is worried that I'll steal you and hide you secretly."

"If I hadn't been smart enough to hack Leng's internal security wall and track his GPS, we would have been separated from each other."

"Woo woo, Mommy, I miss you so much. When can I hold you? "

"Big ice face, don't let me leave the island, there's nothing here, only ice cold hanging bottle, I don't want another injection, I want big beauty mommy's hug..."

before I finish, Leng Zetian's mobile phone has been hung up.

His face was so heavy that he seemed to be touched by the words on the phone.

"Island, bottle, injection --" Mi Xiaoya's face turned white, and unconsciously her whole heart had been tied to xiaobaozi who had only seen her once.

"What's the matter with him? Are you sick? " She could not help asking, vaguely felt that it must have something to do with her.

Leng Zetian turned his face, and his eyes in the shadow were covered with strong sadness.

In a low voice, "thalassemia."

"It's a miracle to live with a hereditary family disease."

Mi Xiaoya's nose was sour and her eyes were red.

My God! So young, so lively and lovely a child, soft and cute as snow doll, how could he get such a tormenting disease!

All of a sudden, she suddenly realized, looked up and asked, "so, is the blood drawn every week for him?"